Alabama.
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The song rose until her neighbors had. gathered. to form quite. With much moaning between every line, she aang

	“I am a sojer ~of de Cross,

A follerer of de Lam‘.

	I‘m not afeard. to own ‘ais name,

Nor to ~f~flt H1~ cause.“

(Chorus)

	HI wan‘ you to come,

I wan‘ you to come,

	I wan‘ you to come
the rhythm. an audience.
. .	An‘ be saved.“

	She was still singing as I left her, the neighbors joining In the ~ choruses. Suppers would be late In the row of weatherbeaten cabins, be— cause the spirit 0±‘ song was on the gathering.


~1a~h1ngton Copy,

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