"ONE night," said Uncle Remus—taking Miss Sally\'s little boy on his knee, and stroking the child\'s hair thoughtfully and caressingly—"one night Brer Possum call by fer Brer Coon, \'cordin\' ter \'greement, en atter gobblin\' up a dish er fried greens en smokin\' a seegyar, dey rambled fort\' fer ter see how de ballance er de settlement wuz gittin\' long. Brer Coon, he wuz one er deze yer natchul pacers, en he racked \'long same ez Mars John\'s bay pony, en Brer Possum he went in a han\'-gallup; en dey got over heap er groun, mon. Brer Possum, he got his belly full er \'simmons, en Brer Coon, he scoop up a \'bunnunce er frogs en tadpoles. Dey amble long, dey did, des ez sociable ez a basket er kittens, twel bimeby dey hear Mr. Dog talkin\' ter hisse\'f way off in de woods.