The B. G. C. of the K. K. K. is in town. You who know the signal of his presence and have seen it be on the _alert_. You who do not--to a brother--_mark the nail of the finger and the_ (?) must be organized in the future. _Traitors_ to their race _will not always flemish like the bay. Dimity marks them. Look out. And meet at the cave where the Greased Lightning Slumbers._ By order of the B. G. C. In Pro., Per. D. W. S. Forerunner.[57] KU KLUX. Serpent's Den--Death's Retreat Hollow Tomb--Misery Cave of the Great Ku Klux Klan, No. 1,000. Windy Month--Bloody Moon, Muddy Night--Twelfth Hour. _General Orders No. 1._ Make ready! Make ready! Make ready! The mighty hobgoblins of the Confederate dead in Hell-a-Bulloo assembled! Revenge, Revenge! Be secret, be cautious, be terrible! By special grant, Hell freezes over for your passage. Offended ghosts, put on your skates, and cross over to mother earth! Work! Work!! Work!!! Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble. Ye white men who stick to black, soulless beasts! the time arrives for you to part. Q. W. X. W. V. U., and so, from Omega to Alpha. Cool it with a baboon's blood Then the charm is firm and good. Ye niggers who stick to low whites! Begone, Begone, Begone! The world turns around--the thirteenth hour approacheth. S. one, two, and three--beware! White and yellow. J. and T---- P---- and L---- begone.--The handwriting on the wall warns you! From the murderer's gibbet, throw Into the flame. Come high and low. By order of the Great BLUFUSTIN. G. S. K. K. K. A true copy, Peterloo. P. S. K. K. K. KU KLUX. Hell-a-Bulloo Hole--Den of Skulls. Bloody Bones--Headquarters of the Great Ku Klux Klan, No. 1,000. Windy Month--New Moon. Cloudy Night--Thirteenth Hour. _General Orders No. 2._ The great chief Simulacre summons you! Be ready! Crawl slowly! Strike hard! Fire around the pot! Sweltered venom, sleeping got Boil thou first i' the charmed pot! Like a hell-broth boil and bubble! The Great High Priest Cyclops! C. J. F. Y. Varnish, Tar and Turpentine! The fifth Ghost sounds his Trumpet! The mighty Genii wants two black wethers! Make them, make them, make them! Presto! The Great Giantess must have a white barrow. Make him, make him, make him! Presto! Meet at once--the den of Snakes--the Giants jungle--the hole of Hell! The second Hobgoblin will be there, a mighty Ghost of valor! His eyes of fire, his voice of thunder! Clean the streets--clean the serpents' dens. Red hot pincers! Bastinado!! Cut Clean!!! No more to be born. Fire and brimstone. Leave us, leave us, leave us! One, two, three tonight! Others soon! Hell freezes! On with skates--glide on. Twenty from Atlanta. Call the roll. _Bene dicite!_ The Great Ogre orders it!