EXTRACT FROM SAMBO’S SERMON.Strate ts de rode an narrer is de paff whichieadtff to Glory.Hrederen b'levers .'—You seroble dis nife to har de word,and hab it splained an monstrated to you;yea, an I ten.for fplain d clear as de light ob demliben day. Iffe’re all wicked smnere here below —my torederen, an 1 tellYou see my freosAdam wa« de his man,Ebe ^as de (odder,Cain a wicked mao, Kase he kill lie brodder.Adam and |bt were hofe brack men, and so was Cane and Able. |w 1 ‘pow if -em to Mrike \ou nnder«tand|D how de lus white man cum. W’v I let IOJ1 jdgBgD.en you see when Cane kill^ ^ Vk /jhLl ^ht hruddef, he raGpfo cum an he say, ‘•(’diic whar you 1 brodder Acrel ?” Cane sav, “1 don’t know1 a hroddt! massa ” But de nigger iroed all de time. Ma«-j bd now get mftd, cuin gin, pi ak mity sharp dis j lime. (Jane whar^our brodder Able, you tng-1 g i Cane now git Iritten and he turn loile ; -uni j dis is de ivkj de lus wito man cum pon di« arth !■ and 11 it tiad not been for dot dam a tiiggar ( ane, I we’d nehd been troubbled wid dese ujtesJ ['ou de f.iCe ob dis circumlor globe, i .Von sing dc foily lebcnth hym ticular meter.ma^d. He cilna gin an sa\, “ Curie whar jnur Ablep” Cane *ay, “ ! don’t know