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P. S. K. K. K.
KU KLUX.
h.e.l.l-a-Bulloo Hole--Den of Skulls.
b.l.o.o.d.y Bones--Headquarters of the Great Ku Klux Klan, No. 1,000.
Windy Month--New Moon.
Cloudy Night--Thirteenth Hour.
_General Orders No. 2._
The great chief Simulacre summons you!
Be ready! Crawl slowly! Strike hard!
Fire around the pot!
Sweltered venom, sleeping got Boil thou first i' the charmed pot!
Like a h.e.l.l-broth boil and bubble!
The Great High Priest Cyclops! C. J. F. Y.
Varnish, Tar and Turpentine!
The fifth Ghost sounds his Trumpet!
The mighty Genii wants two black wethers!
Make them, make them, make them! Presto!
The Great Giantess must have a white barrow.
Make him, make him, make him! Presto!
Meet at once--the den of Snakes--the Giants jungle--the hole of h.e.l.l!
The second Hobgoblin will be there, a mighty Ghost of valor! His eyes of fire, his voice of thunder! Clean the streets--clean the serpents'
dens.
Red hot pincers! Bastinado!! Cut Clean!!! No more to be born. Fire and brimstone.
Leave us, leave us, leave us! One, two, three tonight! Others soon!
h.e.l.l freezes! On with skates--glide on. Twenty from Atlanta. Call the roll. _Bene dicite!_ The Great Ogre orders it!
By order of the Great BLUFUSTIN.
G. S. K. K. K.
A true copy, Peterloo.
P. S. K. K. K.
KU KLUX.
Hollow h.e.l.l, Devil's Den, Horrible Shadows. Ghostly Sepulchre.
Head Quarters of the Immortal Ate of the K. K. K. Gloomy month. b.l.o.o.d.y Moon. Black Night, Last Hour.
_General Orders No. 3._
Shadowed Brotherhood! Murdered heroes!
Fling the b.l.o.o.d.y dirt that covers you to the four winds! Erect thy G.o.ddess on the banks of the Avernus. Mark well your foes! Strike with the red hot spear! Prepare Charon for his task!
Enemies reform! The skies shall be blackened! A single Star shall look down upon horrible deeds! The night owl shall hoot a requiem o'er Ghostly Corpses!
Beware! Beware! Beware!
The Great Cyclops is angry! Hobgoblins report! Shears and las.h.!.+ Tar and Feathers! h.e.l.l and Fury!
Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!
Bad men! white, black, yellow, repent!
The hour is at hand! Be ye ready! Life is short. J. H. S. Y. W.!!!
Ghosts! Ghosts!! Ghosts!!!
Drink thy tea made of distilled h.e.l.l, stirred with the lightning of heaven, and sweetened with the gall of thine enemies!
All will be well!!!
By order of the Great BLUFUSTIN.
G. S. K. K. K.
A true copy, Peterloo.
P. S. K. K. K.[58]
[Ill.u.s.tration:
Prospective scene in the "City of Oaks," 4th of March, 1868.
"Hang, curs, hang! * * * * * _Their_ complexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good fate, to _their_ hanging! * * * * * If they be not born to be hanged, our case is miserable."
The above cut represents the fate in store for those great pests of Southern society--the carpet-bagger and scallawag--if found in Dixie's Land after the break of day on the 4th of March next.
The genus carpet-bagger is a man with a lank head of dry hair, a lank stomach and long legs, club knees and splay feet, dried legs and lank jaws with eyes like a fish and mouth like a shark.
Add to this a habit of sneaking and dodging about in unknown places--habiting with negroes in dark dens and back streets--a look like a hound and the smell of a polecat.
Words are wanting to do full justice to the genus scallawag. He is a cur with a contracted head, downward look, slinking and uneasy gait; sleeps in the woods, like old Crossland, at the bare idea of a Ku-Klux raid.
Our scallawag is the local leper of the community. Unlike the carpet-bagger, he is native, which is so much the worse. Once he was respected in his circle; his head was level, and he would look his neighbor in the face. Now, possessed of the itch of office and the salt rheum of Radicalism, he is a mangy dog, slinking through the alleys, haunting the Governor's office, defiling with tobacco juice the steps of the Capitol, stretching his lazy carca.s.s in the sun on the Square, or the benches of the Mayor's Court.
He waiteth for the troubling of the political waters, to the end that he may step in and be healed of the itch by the ointment of office. For office he 'b.u.ms' as a toper 'b.u.ms' for the satisfying dram. For office, yet in prospective, he hath bartered respectability; hath abandoned business, and ceased to labor with his hands, but employs his feet kicking out boot-heels against lamp post and corner curb, while discussing the question of office
THE FATE OF THE CARPETBAGGER AND THE SCALAWAG
Cartoon by Ryland Randolph in _Independent Monitor_, September 1, 1868.]
