built de ark;" that "Marse Thuselum wuz de oldes' man," and so on,
until he reached the end of the line, and had almost exhausted his
store of information. Then, thinking to see how much the children
remembered, he began at the top of the line once more, and asked the
child,

"Who made yer?"

"Dut," answered the little negro.

"Who?" demanded Uncle Bob, in astonishment.

"Dut," replied the child.

"Didn' I tell yer God made yer?" asked the old man.

"No, sar," replied the boy; "dat'n wat God made done slip out de do'."

And so it was. As soon as Uncle Bob's back was turned, Gus, who had
wearied of the Sunday-school, slipped out, and the old man had not
noticed the change.

The confusion resulting from this trifling circumstances was fearful.
"Dut" made the first child. The question, "What did he make yer fur?"
was promptly answered, "Marse Adum." "Eve wuz de fus man." "Marse Cain
wuz de fus 'oman." "Marse Abel kilt his brudder." "Marse Noah wuz de
fus one slewed." "Marse Thuselum built de ark." And so on, until the
old man had to begin all over again, and give each one a new answer.
The catechising through with, Uncle Bob said: