The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1868-04-29
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have joined, 'em. I am q K. K.
K. feller. i, run the risk OF. DYING
some day, Tor night1 but Z am going
to unbosom myself, and make pnb-
lie erpose of th, K. K. KS. Pro
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Once upon a time, when night had
spread her sable mantilla DER the
earth, and pinned : it with a moon, I
went to bed. People often go to bed
at night, with the, exception of the
K. K. KS, who never go to bed and
who never go to sleep.g They have
ears, but see not; they have eyes, but
hear not, f7.
The clock on the cupola of the
Crescent Office had tolled forth the
hour of 12; the stuffed owl in the
Crescent City Museum had gone to
roost; the statue of Henry Clay re.
posed in silence in perpendicular
posish; the snakes had ceased their
croaking, the frogs their biting, the
mosqdetoes had begun humming,
and ''al went merry as marriage
belle"-to her hashl Twas sleeping
in my couch of couches like June
bug in January, but I did not snore.
L never snore. Everybody would do
it, I presume, if it was fashionable.
But to resume. tl.
AS I said, it was past midnight,
and I was dreaming of my country
seat, IA stool with legs,) when +
was startled suddenly by a cold,
clammy, shrimpy hand upon my
forward. 1 awoke and rose up in
bed to discover figure clothed
in white, sitting upon my bed, He
q suppose he was hey held in his
right hand a roman candle burning
blue and in his left ~ sky-rocket; his
eyes were glaring balls of fire, and he
had 2 horns in his forehead, besides
several which he had taken in his
mouth. AS L awoke he waived the
torch three times around his head
and beckoned, like Hamlet's ghost,
for me to follow him. I arosed
from my bed aud followed entirely
i'll white! He led me through wind
ing streets, up dark alleys, and
finally brought me to the grave
yard. All this time he had never
taken his eyes of fire off me. Arrived
in the centre of the graveyard, be-
side an unburied skeleton between
two thorn bushes, he shot off his
rocket, and glaring upon me said:
"Mortuary mortal, I come from
the bloody den of the bob tailed
scorpions. I am the 'chiefest among
10000, and the 1 altogether lovely
You see here before you the spectre
of the Great Tribe of the Demoniac
Deathly Dragons. I am sent to
warn, to defy, to drag you to danger.
3ice the scorpions tongue has hissed;
3ice. the dirge of death is done; 3ice
the bloody grave has gaped! Be-
holdw
looked, and saw in letters of
blood upon the skeleton before me,
and surrounded by letters of fire
DgAe I AM DEAD. $50
illustrated by cofins and daggers.)
gazed in horror, and exclaimed,
in pertrified accent, "I believe We,
my boy!" and tainted.
When I recovered myself, land my
wallet I found that I was transport
ed to q subterranean dungeon beneath
terra .tirnad. 1T had oil the appear
ance of place that was worse than
The Place itself! There were blue
lights, blue fellers and blue flames.
Even ''the lights burned blue"
The 4going paragraph states that.
Any paragraph going might state the
same thing.
Brightly the "taller-dip" candles
"shone DER (through) fare women
and brave menn'
When / had been taken inside this
dungeon, I felt that 1 was done! I
was introduced to hard crowd in
hard times. They formed around
me (the crowd, and not the times
and in deep, sepulchral tone that
shook the cave, said:
whence comes this mortuary
mortual, and is he trooly rural?"