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HOW MR. RABBIT SAVED HIS MEAT. 99spute longer you en spate longer you, ceppin der macall um, w'ich I speck twon't be long 'fo' she will, enden I'll set yere by de chimbly-cornder en git somepeace er mine. Wen ole Miss wuz livin'," continuedthe old man, still addressing some imaginary person," hit 'uz mo'n enny her chilluns 'ud dast ter do tercome 'sputin' longer me, en Mars John'll tellyou desame enny day you ax 'im."" Well, Uncle Eemus, you know you said theKabbit poured hot water on the Wolf and killed him,"said the little boy.The old man pretended not to hear. He was engagedin searching among some scrapsof leather underhis chair, and kept on talking to the imaginary person.Finally, he found and drew forth a nicely plaitedwhip-thong with a red snapper all waxed and knotted." I wuz fixin'up a w'ip fer a little chap," he continued,with a " sigh, but, bless grashus 'fo' I kin ! git'er done, de little chap done grow'd up twel he knowmo'n I duz."The child's eyes filled with tears and his lips beganto quiver, but he said nothing ; whereupon UncleEemus immediately melted." I 'clar' to goodness," he said, reaching out andtaking the little boy tenderly by the hand, " ef youain't de ve'y spit en image er ole Miss w'en I brung'er de las' news er de war. Hit's des like skeerin' upa ghos' w'at you ain't fear'd un."