"Now, chil'en, I gwine splain de Scripchurs ter yer. I gwine tell yer
boutn Dan'l in de lions' den. Dan'l wuz er good Christyun man wat lived
in de Bible; and whedder he wuz er white man or whedder he wuz er brack
man I dunno; I ain't nuber hyeard nobody say. But dat's neder hyear nor
dar; he wuz er good man, and he pray tree times eby day. At de fus
peepin' uv de day, Brer Dan'l he usen fur ter hop outn his bed and git
down on his knees; and soon's eber de horn hit blowed fur de hans ter
come outn de field fur dinner, Brer Dan'l he went in his house, he did,
and he flop right back on 'is knees. And wen de sun set, den dar he wuz
agin er prayin' and er strivin' wid de Lord.

"Well, de king uv dat kentry, he 'low he nuber want no prayin' bout 'im;
he sez, sezee, 'I want de thing fur ter stop;' but Brer Dan'l, he nuber
studid 'im; he jes prayed right on, tell by'mby de king he 'low dat de
nex' man wat he cotch prayin' he wuz gwine cas'm in de lions' den.

"Well, nex' mornin, soon's Brer Dan'l riz fum 'is bed, he lit right on
'is knees, an' went ter prayin'; an' wile he wuz er wrestlin' in prar de
pater-rollers dey come in, an' dey tied 'im han' an' foot wid er rope,
an' tuck 'im right erlong tell dey come ter de lions' den; an' wen dey
wuz yit er fur ways fum dar dey hyeard de lions er ro'in an' er sayin',
'Ar-ooorrrrar! aroooorrrrrar!' an' all dey hearts 'gun ter quake sept'n
Brer Dan'l's; he nuber note's 'em; he jes pray 'long. By'mby dey git
ter de den, an' dey tie er long rope roun' Brer Dan'l's was'e, an' tho
'im right in! an' den dey drawed up de rope, an' went back whar dey come
fum.

"Well, yearly nex' mornin hyear dey come agin, an' dis time de king he
come wid 'em; an' dey hyeard de lions er ro'in, 'Ar-ooorrrrar!