SACRED SONGS Of THT NHAROKS. vid 
The following is indicative of the fact that to some extent the 
negro mind in Nassau has been affected by its contact with Ro- 
man Catholicism here, or upon some of the Spanish islands, 
Go and carry the news, 
Go and carry the news to Mary, 
I’m bound down to Glory! 
Go and carry the news to Mary, 
Go and carry the news to Mary, 
I’m bound down to glory! 
When Satan says I need not fear, 
He'll have my soul in the judgment day ; 
I'd rather pray my life away, 
Than go to hell and spend one day; 
Go and carry the news to Mary, 
Go and carry the news to Mary, 
I’m bound down to glory! 
Carry the news, 
Go and carry the news! 
Sister—carry, carry the news! 
I'm bound down to glory. 
Go and carry the news! 
Go and carry the news! 
Go and carry the news! 
I’m bound down to glory! 
Here is a sacred song which is particularly adapted to the ‘in- 
dolent habits of life of this idle people. A heaven which neces- 
sitated labor would have very little attraction for them: 
Come along my sister, come along, 
Come along my sister, come along, 
For the angels say there’s nothing to do 
But to ring the charming bell. 
We are almost gone, we are almost gone, 
But the angels say there’s nothing to do 
