The Old Slave Woman.
[In equally good faith.]
That surely!... Fled these seven boys by night,
Beyond the city gates, sought refuge here,
Right on this spot. Within a cave they hid!
Then came the soldiers and the furied mob,
And walled them in alive with heaped-up stones,
And here alive they bide till Judgment-Day! [This produces a great sensation, though many seem to pooh-pooh the tale.]
And still their chanting voices may you hear,
Give Glory to the Father, to the Son,