Beadle's Dime Novels No. 33: Maum Guinea and Her Plantation Children — page 82: what you’re looking at

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"6 xIAUM GUINEA. play-ground for the children, and hall-of-assembly for the ‘whole population, during their hours of social recreation. _ The banjo-player sat on the steps before the door of one of these huts, with an admiring crowd about hig, singing in’a rich voice, which it was,a pleasure to listen to— ’ John, come do#n in de holler, Oh, work and talk and holler, Oh, John, come down in de holler, I’m gwine away to-morrow. , Oh, John, ete. I'm gwine away to marry, Oh, John, ete. Get my cloves in order, Oh, John, ete. I’s gwine away to-morrow, Oh, John, ete. Oh, work and talk and holler, Oh, John, ete. Massa guv me doller, Oh, John, ete. Don’t cry yer eyes out, honey, Oh, John, ete. I'm gwine to get some money, : Oh, John, ete. But I'll come back to-morrow, > Oh, John, ete. So work and talk and holler, . Oh, John, ete. , Work all day and Sunday, Oh, J Massa get de money, eden Oh, John, ete. . Don’ cry yerself to def, . Oh, John, ete. So fare-you-well, my honey, : Oh, John, etc, The words of this melody were certainly not marvelous for wit or elegance, but. they were characteristic, and the music was delightful—when half-a-dozen voices joined in the chorus it was inspiring; to these homely, hard-worked, monotonons-lived creatures, it was their one great enjoyment Comichbooksreom *