reveals a suppleness of limb and peculiar grace of motion beyond the power of our dancing masters to impart. There are many features of the negro shout which amuse us from their strangeness; some, also, that strike the observer as wholly absurd. Yet, viewed as a religious exercise--and in this light it is always considered by the older negroes--I cannot help regarding it, in spite of many of its characteristics, as both a natural and a rational expression of devotional feeling. The negroes never indulge in it when, for any reason, they feel downhearted or sad at their meetings. The shout is a simple outburst and manifestation of religious fervor--a 'rejoicing in the Lord'--making a 'joyful noise unto the God of their salvation.' The words of the shout songs are a singular medley of things sacred and profane, and are the natural outgrowth of the imperfect and fragmentary knowledge of the Scriptures which the negroes have picked up. The substitution for these crude productions of appropriate hymns, would remove from the shout that which is now the chief objection to it in intelligent minds, and would make of the dance, to which the negroes are so much attached, a useful auxiliary in their religious culture. The tunes to which these songs are sung, are some of them weird and wild--'barbaric madrigals'--while others are sweet and impressive melodies. The most striking of their barbaric airs it would be impossible to write out, but many of their more common melodies are easily caught upon being heard a few times. This music of the negro shout opens a new and rich field of melody--a mine in which there is much rough quartz, but also many veins of sparkling ore. What, for example, could be more animated, and at the same time more expressive of the thought conveyed in the verse than the following chorus?--the introduction to which is a sort of recitative or chant: [music notation] I'd a like to die as a Jesus die, An' he die wid a freely good will, He [music notation] lay in de grabe, An' he stretchy out he arms, O, Lord, remember me. CHORUS. _Lively._ [music notation] O, Lord, remember me, Do, Lord, remember me; Re- [music notation] member me when de year rolls round, O, Lord, remember me. The words of the chant are evidently a very childlike expression of the wish to die with the same good will and spirit of forgiveness which were manifested in the Saviour's death. Of a very different character is the following verse, sung to the same recitative: 'O, Death he is a little man, He goes from do' to do', He kill some soul, an he wounded some, An' he lef' some soul for to pray.' A most striking contrast between the recitative and chorus, is presented in the following: RECITATIVE (_Sung to one note like a chant, with a cadence at the end_):-- 'I wonder why Satan do follow me so? Satan hab noting 't all for to do, long 'wid me.' CHORUS. _Slow and forcibly._