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A STORY OF THE WAR. 205pass dat I gotter pack up en go.I'm agwine down terPutmon, dat's w'at."Uncle Remus was accustomed to make this threatseveral times a day, but upon thisoccasion it seemed toremind Mr. Huntingdon of something." Very well," lie said," I'll come around and helpto tellyou pack up, but before you go I want youSister here how you went to war and fought for theUnion. Remus was a famous warrior," he continued,turning to Miss Theodosia; "he volunteered for oneday, and commanded an army of one. You know thestory, but you have never heard Remus's version."Uncle Remus shuffled around in an awkward,embarrassed way, scratched his head, and looked uncomfortable." Miss Doshy ain't got no time fer ter set dar anyear de ole nigger run on."" Oh, yes, I "have, Uncle Remus ! exclaimed the"young lady ; plenty of time."The upshot of it was that, after many ridiculousprotests, Uncle Remus sat down on the steps, and proceededto tell his story of the war. Miss Theodosialistened with great interest, but throughoutobservedit all sheand she was painfully conscious of the fact,as she afterward admitted that Uncle Remus spokefrom the standpoint of a Southerner, and with the air ofone who expected his hearers to thoroughly sympathizewith him.