He tossed on his pine boughs, kicked and jabbered in his sleep, with sundry odd little cries and untranslatable mutterings, "Go it, Tiger! Go it, old dog! There he is up the tree! A lull. Then the dreamer rolled out a string of what may be called gibberish, seeing that it consisted of fragments of words and was unintelligible, followed by, "The coon's eating the pork no, he's b-b-b-barking it!