The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1893-01-20
THE BEAST IL DEAD.
4 Curiosity Of Literature On Ben Butler's
Death.
Nash willie American, Jan 18th.

Nashville American, Jan 18th.
Old Ben Butler j. dead! Early
Yesterday morning the angel Of
death acting under The devils or.
ders, took him from earth and
landed him in hell. In all this
Southern country there are no
tears. no sighs and no regrets. lie
lived only too long. We are glad
that he has at last been removed
from earth and even pity the devil
the 20 session he has secured.
When Grant died, il was
with the respect as esteem Of The
Southern people. When Sheridan
died, all he harm lie did our cause
during the bloody contest of more
than a quarter of a century ago
was forgotten and his seeming
cruelty had grown 10 be held as
love OF his country, and his terri
BILE assaults rs great generalship.
When old Trcumseh Sherman
passed away, the people whom he
devasled and robbed of property
and precious lives were pleased TO
forge; the bontires he made Of our
cities, the path of death he cut 10
the sea, and they now hold hm up
as one who loved his country well
and was cruel only to be true.
But with Ben Butler it is differ
emf. His stay in The South was a
curse TO our people and his dead
body cannot shake the estimate
frame1 of his character when he
sat IN New Orleans as militia.
rv satrap upon the lives of de.
fenseless men and women.
We have no love Tor him, and
praise ol any kind, solely because
he is at last dead, would be the
veriest hypocrisy from Southern
people.
There is nothing in his whole
lie to excite our admiration.
When it is said that he was posses
sed of great intelligence and I'M
daun'ed energy all that is TO his
credit has been said.
He was a trucking demagogue
whose selfishness amounted to DO.
luton; he was an autOclat wht
used power to wreak personal re-
venge; he was mean and malig
nani, IA hanging man from preju
dice, The insulter Of women, ;
braggadocio, a tricksler and {
scoundrel whose heart was a.
black as The smoke from the coal,
tina, are now scorching his soul.
If there is a future of peace in
store Tor Ben Butler. after his en-
trance upon eternity, then there
is no heaven aud the bible is a lie
II hell be only as black as The
good book describes it then there
are not he degrees Of punishment
in which some christians so firmly
believe. lie has gone, and from
the sentence which has Tread,
been passed upon him there is nc
appeal. He is already so deer
down in the pit of everlasting
doom that he couldn't gel the mos
powerful ear trumpet conceivable
to scientists and hear the echoe!
OF old GaLrlels trumpe, !; or fly ;
million kites and get Il message II
st. Peter who stands guard a
heavens gate.
| In our statute books many holi
days are decreed. 1t was an eyre
gious oversight that one on he &C
casiOn OF The death of Ben Bulle
was not foreordained. The Beast
is dead. The cymbals should bea
and the tin horn should get in il
work. Butler has gone where h
can issue no more orders maxim
the rape of Southern women a gal;
pastime. He has gone where iher
are no more spoons to be stolen
lie has gone where it is not in hi
power to order hanged Souiher
gentlemen for alleged treason
against Bullerlsm.
Good bye, Ben! You strutte
through few temporal triumphs
now resi- il you Can IN the blim
stone glare of hell fire. Yo
laughed twenty-five years age
when you branded yonr offensiv
, personality upon the memories q
your superiors; now smile il y0I
can whrn powerless and sunk s
low as to be beyond the sympa,h
OF even christian men and wOmel