The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1868-05-07

NtltutIs ctI iaNb we are groaL I
and mighty league banded together
to defend those irrperiled liberties
which ruthless hand even nov dash
es to earth, Hark { the tocsln soundsl
Dinua ye hear the slogau2 The
Wild wind sweeping DER the noun
tain summit calls to victory"
"Lot her call. Hurrah for her.
anyhow | Iobserved this because |
didn't know what else to say, aud the
thing began to look serious.
"Pirst," said the Head Centre,
what are your priuciples-are you
with us 2"
with you? Nothing but death
shall part us, you can bet on that.
I'm down on everything. The whis
ky tax, clean shirts, wotnaus's rights,
New England, spiritual.
ism, wator cure, Horace Greeley, and
Ethiopian occontricities. | am one
of you. ! am seven or eight or
dozen Of you. AS for me, give mo
Liberty or Death. Millions for dc.
fence, but not one cent for tribute,
unless you can borrow il. Thems
my sentiments"
"Iou are one Of US, then: We will
give you the grip" said this fellow.
"Thank you, but I've a sore finger
just now just leave it on the table.
or send il up on a waiter when YOU
go down. Most any time will do"
"Do you understand the Kuk.
Kluk Klan2"
"Yes, you carry on your warlike
deeds in kuk uk.kluk-klandestinc man.
ner, don't you p
owe do. We are come now from
the Grand Cyclops with this message.
| will read it.
The Grand Cyclops to the Deaths
Head p, V. V. Y, have Silt to
the Manifest Destiny. The Gu-Gong
has sounded. Look out The X.
Il. calls for the pow-wows Of the Pro.
positus. lie has bulbuled to the
and is on the beat. Dodo
the palladium, and emanate through
the illimtable outlines of infnity.
Grand Oyolops, X X. O.N. Pr.
edit it hurt him p | asked.
"What do you think of it2' says
the man.
ole don't seem we'll. He needs
fresh air and stimulating diet"
"Will you consent to Silt TO tho
Manifest Destiny, or will you close
your ears to the Gu Gorg2'
~ don't actually care cent which.
never was fastidious about these
things. I'm in for most anything,
from n suicide to a sleigh. ride"
"You shall hear the Gu.Gong.
What would you be2'
"I'd be butterfly" said I, "sport.
ing mid flowers"
ave will make you the Grand Past
Scalp Snatcher, or tho Deputy Mid
night Goblin Of the Right Wing"
A voice calls from tho depths of the
crave, aud askes how do you feel p
but as have none. Ti'dlsS Aase blood b cd !
sy cold. Take a sniftor out Of my
flask. Itlooks toward you."
Drunk stsndiug in silence.
"To.morrow night you como around
to the Cyclopean den, and we will in-
titiate you into the mysteries Of Kuk-
Klux, said the man.
ooh I'll be on hand, Of course; l
should think so. l am in Just such
a state Of health that scaling the
rugged pathway or falling of a rocky
precipco, or toasting on a warm grid
iron would be joyous and eIhilara-
ting. shan't be happy till the time
comes"
"In the meantime I will give you
the password, that the portal Of the
del will be opened to you. Listen;
you must say Icthyosaurian Diubolo,
and rap twice. The answer will be
'bloodp You then say 'Yaghatan
Coleoptcre, and go in,
"That's what say, is it9'
Eyes"
al m; we'll Just cut notch in a
stick that l can remember it, will
you p
'Tf you give the wrong word, your
brains will be blown out"
"You needn't tie a string on my
finger to remind me Of that. l shant
forget il"
"And now the brothers Of the Kuk.
Klux will wing their way through the
dark abyss Of the night to do deeds
of terror. At the ninth watch to-
morrow eve, the Grand Cyclops will
wave the mystic wand, and perform
the incautalion Of the wiered skull.
Till then adieu."
| wouldn't miss il for any thing
Take care OF yourself, aud don't go
to bed till you have worked of all
the hard words you have on hand, or
you'll have the nightmare"
They vent out, aud instantly bolt.
ed the door, and stuffed my dry goods
into a carpet-bag, sld down the wa.
terspout, out side, and took the first
train for Kentucky.
| expect to be murdered. be-
lieve the whole Kuk-Klux-Klau are
tracking me, aud thirsting for my
blood Bui don't care cent. /
am not going to join any society like
that if know myself. l send you
this account to let you know what has
become Of me if l disappear. If /
get back safely again, ri never re-
turn to this sunny CLINE, never.
Gen, Grant has received dispatches
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