GOOD NEWS.
"O, good news! O, good news! De angels brought de tidings down, Just comin' from de trone.
"As grief from out my soul shall fly, Just comin' from de trone; I'll shout salvation when I die, Good news, O, good news! Just comin' from de trone.
"Lord, I want to go to heaven when I die, Good news, O, good news! &c.
"De white folks call us a noisy crew, Good news, O, good news! But dis I know, we are happy too, Just comin' from de trone." XXXIII.

THE HEAVENLY ROAD.
"You may talk of my name as much as you please, And carry my name abroad, But I really do believe I'm a child of God As I walk in de heavenly road.
O, won't you go wid me?
_( Thrice.)_ For to keep our garments clean.
"O Satan is a mighty busy ole man, And roll rocks in my way; But Jesus is my bosom friend, And roll 'em out of de way.
O, won't you go wid me?
_( Thrice.)_ For to keep our garments clean.
"Come, my brudder, if you never did pray, I hope you may pray to-night; For I really believe I'm a child of God As I walk in de heavenly road.
O, won't you," &c.
Some of the songs had played an historic part during the war.

For singing the next, for instance, the negroes had been put in jail in Georgetown, S.C., at the outbreak of the Rebellion.

"We'll soon be free" was too dangerous an assertion; and though the chant was an old one, it was no doubt sung with redoubled emphasis during the new events.
"De Lord will call us home," was evidently thought to be a symbolical verse; for, as a little drummer-boy explained to me, showing all his white teeth as he sat in the moonlight by the door of my tent, "Dey tink _de Lord_ mean for say _de Yankees_." XXXIV.

WE'LL SOON BE FREE.
"We'll soon be free, We'll soon be free, We'll soon be free, When de Lord will call us home.
My brudder, how long, My brudder, how long, My brudder, how long, 'Fore we done sufferin' here?
It won't be long _( Thrice.)_ 'Fore de Lord will call us home.
We'll walk de miry road _( Thrice.)_ Where pleasure never dies.
We'll walk de golden street _( Thrice.)_ Where pleasure never dies.
My brudder, how long _( Thrice.)_ 'Fore we done sufferin' here?
We'll soon be free _( Thrice.)_ When Jesus sets me free.
We'll fight for liberty _( Thrice.)_ When de Lord will call us home." The suspicion in this case was unfounded, but they had another song to which the Rebellion had actually given rise.