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Pearl Bryan
4. They drove far from the city to a place so far from home,
And there they found her body lying headless, bloodstain, and alone.
Yes, it surely was those two men killed her; all over this wide world are known;
The murder of Pearl Bryant has been told in many a home.
"Floella." Obtained from Mrs. Sarah Hooker, a neighbor of Mrs. Har­mon, Varnell, Ga., November, 1931.
1. Down in the low green valley the violets bloom and fade, There lies my own Floella
2.  She died not broken hearted Nor sick with a lingering pain, But quickly she departed Never to return again.
3. One night where the moon shone pretty And early filled with dew,
Down to this lone little cottage This jealous lover flew.
4. "Come, love, and let us wander Down by the meadow gate And under the shade will fonder And name our wedding day."
5.   'Oh, Edward, I am weary; I do not care to roam;
My weary eyes grow weaker And I am afraid to stay."
6.   kOh, please, you may know never From me you cannot fly;
No human hands can save you; Poor Ella, you must die."

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