Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1871-09-28
A BIG BETHEL DEFEAT-HUNG b
THE HEAVENS Ia BLACK4

BIG BETHEL DEFEAT-HUNG BF
THE HEAVENS IN BLACKI
The lightning has smitten the eagle
upon his cliff. The clouds which hung
Just over the horizon of a rising lumi-
nary have settled, and the nation is
shrouded in darkness. A bright and
shining light in the Radical sanhe.
drim has been snuffed out. The Mas
saehusetts Radical State convention
met at Worcester yesterday to nOmi-
nate q candidate for governor. Awful
and terribly sublime was the conflict,
For four weeks Benjamin F., sur
named Butler, and sometimes called
Beast for short and appropriateness,
has been whisking over the State like
aiery comet, scattering CONSERVATION,
disease and death. The convention
met yesterday, and our reports this
morning by telegraph are juicy.
From accounts the deliberations must
have been as bOisterOus as the ocean
dashed into fury by the storm, and
as inharmonious as a husband and
wife's bed-chamber in Chicago. But
ler bullied, squinted and sqUirted his
slang, but the Puritans were as firm
as their own Plymouth Rock. They
scooped the hero of Big Bethel up in
his own stolen spoons and pitched
him out Of the convention as uncere-
moniously and as tremblingly as the
young lady with fuked hair and smil-
ing eddies dimpling on her cheeks,
takes up, with long pair OF tongs,
the big black snake which she unex-
pectedly finds cOiled in her bed
room. It is useless for us to say that
the whole South is profoundly sgon-
lied, Observation-Disclosures will
march tothe front this morning and we
will have a whole nation OF weeping
Joe BOwerses.
Now that Butler has fallen, like Lu-
cifer 10 rSse no more, it may not be
inappropriate a give him brief obi
tuary. In persona appearance the
hero of Fort Fisher IIoks like big
barrel propped up on two beaU-Poles.
His shanks are spindling, AMI their
contemplation excites pain, for one
cannot gaze at them without expect
ing to see them give way under the
huge demijohn they carry about, filled |
with a good deal Of everything found
in a rich mans laTder. His skull is
entirely bald; the scalp about the
shape and as naked as the cara
pax of a sOft-shel turtle, /
and the eyes, chin and nose present a
striking resemblance to the handsome
features Of that charming smphibiOus
reptile, with this exception, that the
turtle can look a gentleman boldly in
the face, while Butler blinks, with one
eye looking to heaven and the other
down and all around him, as if in
search Of something to add to his vast
repository of stolen plunder. Over
the brow the flesh hangs in ridges like
a corduroy bridge. Upon his whole
face a passport is written to the peni-
tentisry.
It is useless for US to speak of the
Great Defunct as a citizen and poll
tician, for we believe it is generally
known that he knows but one thing,
and that is the possession Of a nav
which he must ever feed, but can
never fill. He is devoid of conscious
ness, while his venality and selfish
ness is extraordinary. His moral ma
ture. poisoned as the Dead Sea, is also
as serene. The winds which disturb
purer waters, raise no ripple there. All
his instincts are groveilling and base.
He is crude, unlesrned, faulty of
Judgment, abortive in conception, and |
VIGOROUSLY deficient in tact and Origi-
nality. He iDvents nothing but
faIsehoods, and is unquestionsbly
the most tireless incendiary, and |
unscrupulous demagogue Of these un-
happy times. Such man has, here
tofore, been considered a worthy |
chaCs pion Of the fanatics Of Massachu-
sets; but his defeat yesterday by the
Radicals in their State convention,
argues well for the future. We trust |
that it is the dawning Of that day |
when those who have so long bounded |
down the Southern people, will be
forced 10 give place to a loftier and |
-Wiser craftsmanship.