The Converted Negro

[The religion of the Bible is exactly suited

to the wants of all classes. And its effects are

always the same, whether among the poor or

rich, black or white, old or young. God is no

respecter of persons, but in every place those

who do his will are accepted of him.]

CAMBO, a Negro, in one of the Southern

States, being desired to give some account of

his conversion, said, "While in my own country

(Guinea), me had no knowledge of the being

of God; me thought me should die like

the beasts. After me was brought to America

and sold as a slave, as me and another servant

by the name of Bess were working in the field,

me began to sing one of my old country songs,

'It is time to go home,' when Bess say to me,

'Cambo, why you sing so for?' Mo say, 'Me

no sick, me no sorry; why me sing?' Bess

say,' You better pray to your blessed Lord and

Massa, to have mercy on your soul.' Me look

'round, me look up, me see no one to pray to,

but the words sound in my ears, 'Better pray

to your Lord and Massa!' Bye-and-bye, me

feel bad; sun shine sorry, birds sing sorry,

land look sorry, but Cambo sorrier than them.

Then me cry out, ' Mercy, mercy, Lord on

poor Cambo!' Bye-and-bye, water come in my

eyes, and glad come in my heart; then sun

look gay,-woods look gay, birds sing gay, land

look gay, but poor Cambo gladder than them

all. Me love my Massa some; me want to love

him more.'