Has yielded to the power of Right:
That Wrong is weak, that Truth is might!
Then Union shall again return,
And Freedom’s fires shall brightly burn;
And peace and jot, sweet guests, shall come,
And dwell in every heart and home.”
“Free forever! Forever free!”
No pen can fitly portray the scene that followed this announcement. Every heart seemed to leap for joy: some were singing, some praying, some weeping, some dancing, husbands embracing Wives, friends shaking hands, and appearing to feel that the Day of Jubilee had come. A sister broke out in the following strain, which was heartily joined in by the vast assembly:—
“Go down, Abraham, away down in Dixie’s land,
Tell Jeff. Davis to let my people go.