The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1906-04-29
HOT TIME HAD WITH
PROPHET DOWIE
Newspaper Man Opens Flood
Gates of Epithets
ELIJAH Il WAKES WARM
He Calls Washington Correspondent
Many Picturesque Names, End
ing With stinkpot"-Scene
in Waldorf-Astoria.
From the washington Star.

From the Washington Star.
On the third or fourth day after his
meetings began in New York I called up
on Dowie at the garish hyphenated hotel
where he was installed with his family
and encourage with all the state and
sumptuosity of an East Indian prince.
The personal expenses of Dowie and his
family and suite were 81 600 day at that
hotel. The prophet has always spent
money like the veriest prohigate since he
came into possession of that grand good
thing of his called Zion. I had arranged
for an interview with the prophet through
his SON Gladstone. "the unkissed," a
sort of northumberland young man,
entirely lacking in the salient points and
characteristics of his father. When I
was ushered into a reception room fit for
any Sardanapaius I found Dowie with his
wife and son. Mrs Dowie IS rather
wholesome looking woman with coun-
tenance indicating considerable narrow
ness of view
Dowie had apparently just chopped
was conducted to the reception room,
for his eyes were flaming and his hands
were trembling with wrath. I could in
stantly conceive that ] was going to
have some real Dowieism, exuded for my
own special benefit. and so | braced my
self for .the shock. The shock came
mighty quickly
Dowie shot the quickest imaginabl
glance at me as l entered the room
just one mere glance-but in that time
he seemed to have taken me in from
head to heels.
WHO is this dude? What's this intru
sive lummox doing here? Why have you
admitted this square-jowled prize fighter
to my presence" shouted Dowie at Glad
stone. poking his son in the middle with
his faulty held bunch of rght-hand fin
gers.
Father" began Gladstone. submissive
ly, this gentleman is
Gentleman" spouted Dowie. "Whoof!
Bundle of clothesi Mannilxin with a
walking stick in its hand! Square jowls
out for an airing, Whoof! Yokel! Oaf,
Hind Gentleman me no gentleman"
Father" tried Gladstone again. this
er-4he has come to call upon you for
"Fopi Lavender-shirted coxcombn
swife. disdainful glance
For the purpose went on Gladstone,
"of ascertainng your views"
"Oh, he's a newspaper dude, them
fairly bawled Dowie, advancing upon me
threateningly "Carrion of city editor,
Ell? Out, insect Away lying parasitic!
Did tell you, or did | not not to admit
these vile. putrid reporters to my pres
,ehce?" turning and running in little
cI,a +
ing his outspread fingers under his sons
nose.
But" put in Gladstone, turning some
what pale under his prophetic dads men
acing gestures, hes not a reporter. He's
correspondent for a Washington newspa-
per. and he
"Ow ow! Ha! Whoofl Washington
Dowe, jogging over toward me
gain with his short legs Washington!
Town of rats and public thieves! | will
send the fool killer to Washington!
will drive the car of Jusgernaut over
Washington! l shall go there to do that
work when the hour arrives, Washing
ton, the New Babylon! Whoof. What
have you to say to me. vampires car
rion?" suddenly ceasing and addressing
me- as he stood with his hands upon his
hips.
well. I've forgotten for the moment"
replied. with utter truthfulness. Just
allow me moment to compose myself
and I shall remembef'
Compose YOURSELF shrieked Dowie,
raising both hands over me as I sat in
my chair and shaking his fists over my
head THAT is sneer. meant for me,
huh? Do you mean to say that | am not
composed diseased dog of a diseased
press? Do YOU intrude here to hout me,
TO tweab my beard. to grid at me, square
dowled bully of Washington? What have
I to do with Washington or Washington
with me? Answer me that hireling of
filthy press Answer me that stinkpot,'
3 Well that was about the finish. At the
mention of the magical word, ''stnkpot,"
remembering all of the funny assoca-
tions with which II had been connected
at the Dowie meetings during the week
collapsed couldn't help 1t. | found
myself grinnng in Dowie's teeth. [
couldn't have helped grinning had IA
dragons been in the room menacing me
with the fire out of their nostris.
"Grinnng hyenan screeched Dowiet
jumping up in the air and coming down
hard upon the carpet with both feet,
Laughing jackass of the DESERT Begonei
Away. stinkpoti" and at the reiteration
of the word / absolutely could not help
swaving in my chair with the foolish
lnirth that convulsed me. which drove
the prophet into such n state that ! felt
dead sure he was going to claw at me
with his long finger nails. "Offal, out of
my abodel Hence, garbagei command
you" bowling ut his, son, Ito lay hands
upon this chuckling lummox. this panta-
looned grinner of sewer-muddllng
press, this croaEdnng birds of hell. this
braying burro. this mountain OF cachin-
mating inlbecility. this due of the devil,
This tailored worm of fashion, this over
fed draindge rat-I charge you to lay
hands upon this leviathan lobster and re-
move him from my habitationw and by
this time the prophet was literally foam-
ing at tile mouth and his eyes showed
nothing but the whites.