gland, when the "old woman," his wife, who thought her
dignity at stake, soon made him ship the swallow-tail; and after it was
once on, Swinburne took a fancy to it himself, and always wore it,
except when he was at sea.

The same evening, as I was coming with O'Brien from the governor's
house, where I had dined, we passed a building, lighted up. "What can
that be?" observed O'Brien: "not a dignity ball--there is no music."
Our curiosity induced us to enter, and we found it to be fitted up as a
temporary chapel, filled with black and coloured people, who were ranged
on the forms, and waiting for the preacher.

"It is a Methodist meeting," said I to O'Brien.

"Never mind," said he, "let us hear what is going on."

In a moment afterwards the pulpit was filled, not by a white man, as we
had anticipated, but by a tall negro. He was dressed in black, and his
hair, which it was impossible to comb down straight, was plaited into
fifty little tails, with lead tied at the end of them, like you
sometimes see the mane of a horse: this produced a somewhat more
clerical appearance. His throat was open, and collar laid back; the
wristbands of his shirt very large and white, and he flourished a white
cambric handkerchief.

"What a dandy he is!" whispered O'Brien.

I thought it almost too absurd, when he said he would take the liberty
to praise God in the 17th hymn, and beg all the company to join chorus.
He then gave out the stanzas in the most strange pronunciation.

"Gentle Jesus, God um lub," etc.

When the hymn was finished, which was sung by the whole congregation, in
most delightful discord--for every one chose his own key--he gave an
extempore prayer, which was most unfortunately incomprehensible, and
then commenced his discourse, which was on _Faith_. I shall omit the
head and front of his offending, which would, perhaps, hardly be
gratifying, although ludicrous. He reminded me of a monkey imitating a
man; but what amused me most, was his finale, in which he told his
audience that there could be no faith without charity. For a little
while he descanted upon this generally, and at last became personal.
His words were, as well as I can recollect, nearly as follows:--

"And now you see, my dear bredren, how unpossible to go to heaven with
all the faith in the world, without charity. Charity mean, give away.
Suppose you no give--you no ab charity; suppose you no ab charity--you
no ab faith; suppose you no ab fai