"The ole man baboon he make sure the skelpot's got some store o' food, so he hid hisself in a tree an' kep' watch. There ain't no hurry about a skelpot, an' this yer skelpot he kep' on sleepin' all through the day, an' the baboon got that hungry he were obliged ter gnaw the bark from the tree. But he jes' kep' on watchin', an' in the dusk he seed the skelpot pop out his head." "Er-umh!" said Bolo. "Then the baboon climbed down softly, an' when the skelpot move off, he follow'd. Arter a time the skelpot begin to scrape up the yearth, an' the baboon look over his shoulder. He can't see nothing, but he smelt the yearth nuts, an' he makes a grab. `So! so!' he says chuckling, `you got a fine pantry these dry times. Now you'll have to go shares, or I'll give the news out.' Well, the skelpot he sees he were fairly caught, an' so he take ole man baboon inter partnership, an' the baboon show him where he's 'ole is, though it were empty now." "Er-umh!" grunted Bolo. "Well, the baboon got a bigger stummick than the skelpot, an it were not long afore he took two nuts to one; then he began ter take some away to his private 'ole in a Kaffir plum tree; then he break the agreement by taking three meals a day to the skelpot's one." "Er-umh!" said Bolo. "Well, about this time the skelpot smell'd out the baboon." "Eh-umh!" said Bolo. "So he made a plan. He roll hisself in the mud, an' crawl up near the store, where he draw his head in. Bymby ole man baboon come up, an arter takin' some nuts, he sot down on ole skelpot to make his feast. `Poor ole skelpot,' says the baboon, `three meals to his one, an' a heap o' nuts in my store 'ole by the ole ant-hill.' `Too-loo-loo!' says the skelpot. `What's that noise?' said the baboon. `Too-loo-loo!' says the skelpot. `Hist!' says the baboon, knockin' his stummick. `Too-loo-loo!' says the skelpot; then drawin' in his breath he let it out ag'in, `Hiss! puff!' like a great big snake. O' coorse the baboon's dead scared o' snakes, an' droppin' the nuts he jest scooted fer the woods." "Er-umph!" said Bolo. "He jest up an' scooted fer the woods, an' the skelpot arter eatin' the nuts, he went back to the 'ole, scooped the yearth away, an' crawled in. The baboon were very scared, but when the hunger come back he went for some more nuts. No sooner did he pop his hand in than the skelpot grab him by the little finger and hold on." "Eh! eh!" said Bolo.