"Hey, friend! Who are you?" he asked.

The tar-doll didn't move. Brother Rabbit went up a little closer,
and asked again:

"Who are you?"

The tar-doll said nothing. Brother Rabbit breathed more at ease.
Then he went to the brink of the well, but when he looked in the
water the tar-doll seemed to look in too. He could see her
reflection in the water. This made Brother Rabbit so mad that he
grew red in the face.

"See here!" he exclaimed, "If you look in this well I'll give you
a rap on the nose!"

Brother Rabbit leaned over the brink of the well, and saw the tar-
doll smiling at him in the water. He raised his right hand and hit
her--bam! His hand stuck.

"What's this?" exclaimed Brother Rabbit. "Turn me loose, imp of
Satan! If you do not, I will rap you on the eye with my other
hand."

Then he hit her--bim! The left hand stuck also. Then Brother
Rabbit raised his right foot, saying:

"Mark me well, little Congo! Do you see this foot? I will kick you
in the stomach if you do not turn me loose this instant."