A NEGRO SERMON AGAINST VANITY.

New Zealander, Volume 6, Issue 480, 20 November 1850, Page 3

A NEGRO SERMON AGAINST VANITY.

I am going to give you part of a negro senieon which was preached by a good man in Jamaica. Hundreds of the people heur this minister ; and some hsre been made wiser and better by what they h«ve heard. The woids are spelt just ai he «poke them ; but they were sounded in such strange tonei as made the people attend to what he said, tad feel it to. He thu« began : " Fust Timoty, B ix chapter, seventeen verse. « Charge dem dat be rich iv dis world, dat dero ba not high minded.'" Then he stopped and looked about upon the congregation; and after this, in a complaining tone, »* if somebody was finding fault with him, he said , «' What for liim say, * Charge dera dat be rich, dat drm be not high minded ?' We no rich, ffo poor nigger. De buckra (white man) him rich. N ggei make de sugar ; buckra take de money ; what for him say charge dem dat be rich?" Then changing hit voice he thus tmwered the sup* poied objector: « You no rich, eh? Make I show you, you rich. You free nigger now.— So you say, 4 Me no like round jacket again.' — Den you go to one 'tore (store). You buy one cout, one tail co»t. You put him on. You look yourself in a glass. You liki him. Den you go to one toder 'tore. You buy oa« black trovraer, You no want wash trowser again, • Wash trowser,' you lay, 'him good for slave nigger. De free nigger, him mult hab black trowser like buckra.' Den you go to one toder 'tore. You buy one smart shirt. Now you no like check shirt. Him good for de work nigger, but free nigger must h«b> smart shirr. Den you go to toder 'lore. You buy one black hat. •De straw hat,' you lay, 'no good lor free uigger.' Den you go to one toder 'tore. You buy one boots. — De slave nigger, him go bare foot. De free nigger him must hab boots, like buckra. Den you wait till Suuday come ! You put 'em on. You 'tay till the people all come. Den tit quite quiff. No make noise. De minister him come. Him sit down. De people dcci wait for the minister to begin* Him begin. Den you come.— You walkee up tho aisle. Creak— creak—creak. What for you maka dat noise, eh? Creak— creak— creak. Dont dat pride ? Dont dat say, ' see me new tail coat. See m« new black hat. — See me fine shirt. See urn good, trowser. Hear me new boots, Dont mo one fine gentleman ? Dout me rich ? Dont dat pride ? "Charge dsm dat be rich, dat dem be not high minded." — Juvenile Missionary Magazine. Chomvveli, did not wait to. strike until the iron was hot, but made it hot by striking.