sake,' sezee, 'don't tho me in de briers.'

"And wid dat, Brer Fox he lif' 'im up, an' tho'd 'im way-ay-ay over in
de briers. Den Brer Rabbit he kick up his heels, he did, an' he laugh,
an' he laugh, an' he holler out,

"'Good-bye, Brer Fox! Far' yer well, Brer Coon! I wuz born an' riz in de
briers!' And wid dat he lit right out, he did, an' he nuber stop tell he
got clean smack home."

[Illustration: "THE TAR BABY."]

The children were mightily pleased with this story; and Diddie, after
carefully writing underneath it,

"The END of The Tar Baby,"

said she could write the poetry and history part some other day; so she
closed the book, and gave it to Mammy to put away for her, and she and
Dumps went out for a ride on Corbin.




CHAPTER VI.

UNCLE SNAKE-BIT BOB'S SUNDAY-SCHOOL.


There was no more faithful slave in all the Southland than old Uncle