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120 LEGENDS OF THE OLD PLANTATION.XXV.HOW MR. RABBIT LOST HIS FINE BUSHY TAIL." ONE time," said Uncle Remus, sighing heavilyand settling himself back in his seat with an air ofmelancholy resignation" one time Brer Rabbit wuzgwine 'long down de road shakin' his big bushy tail,en feelin' des ez scrumpshus ez a bee-martin wid afresh bug." Here the old man paused and glanced atthe little boy, but it was evident that the youngsterhad become so accustomed to the marvelous developmentsof Uncle Remus's stories, that the extraordinarystatement made no unusual impression upon him.Therefore the old man began again, and this time in alouder arid more insinuating tone :" One time ole man Rabbit, he wuz gwine 'longdown de road shakin' his long, bushy tail,en feelin'mighty biggity."This was effective." Great goodness, Uncle"Remus ! exclaimed thelittleboy in open-eyed wonder, " everybody knowsthat rabbits haven't got long, bushy tails."The old man shifted his position in his chair andallowed his venerable head to drop forward until hiswhole appearance was suggestive of the deepest dejectionand this was;intensified by a groan thatseemed to be the result of great mental agony. Final-