Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1862-04-09
Another Speech by Parson Brownlow.

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'Parson, or more properly Patriot Brown
low, delivered another speech in Cincinnati
on Saturday week, on the occasion of
meeting of the Pioneer Association.
At the suggestion cf the president of the
society, Mr.. w. B. Dodson, the meeting
adjourned to the Council Chamber, as their
room was not large enough to accommodate
the crowd assembled to hear the knoxville
patriot.
Mr.. Brownlow said: My mind has been
variously exercised while | have been sit
ting here, This is not society of Young
men and boys, but society of old men
men who are true to the backbone-loyal
faithful, patriotic men, who, old as they are,
would lay down with eager joy life almost
worn out under the bencfcent protection of
the best Government ever established on
Gods beautiful earth. They are honest
mcn-none Of your mean, pitiful, swind-
ling, God forsaken, rascally demagogues,
who have used the strength God endow.
cd them with to endeavor to overturn His
most sacred institution-our Government.
am no candidate for popular favor-I want
no office, although did take tilt against
lsham Harris. Laughter. am not
adapted for an Office, and, as | said before,
| don't want one; but am Federal, and
| believe in strong Government-one that
has the power and the ability and the e:
ergy to put down treason-to crush out
traitors; and in short, gentlemen, to take
care of itself. | think that our present
Government is the right kind of Govern
ment, but still not entirely SO, inasmuch as
it is hardly in earnest enough in the stu
pendous work 1t is now occupied in but
hope and believe that, with Gods help and
our backing, that Government will soon put
down the most diabolical treason that has
ever been seen i'll any part Of the world.
L have fought many battles religious
battles, political battles, and every other
kind of battles; and | have encountered
the devil, Tom Walker, and the Southern
Confederacy, laughter and applause;] and
it has gone hard with one to be called after
and pointed at so long as traitor by all the
miserable, sneaking, cowardly rascals who
have torn and rent this glorious Union
apart. My father was volunteer in my
country's army, and my uncle lived and
died in the service of his country, and,
thank God, their graves are still in posses
sion Of the FeJerals. My mothers relatives
also shed their blood at their country's call
at Norfolk, and yet [ am called a traiter
and by such despicable men as compose
the Southern Confederacy
Mr.. Eggleston alluded to the crushing
out Of my paper. Yes, gentlemen, the Of
flee from which came the last sheets in de-
fence Of the Union everpublished in Knox
vile was cleaned out and converted into a
workshop for repairing and altering all the
arms stolen by that accomplished thief and
runaway Floyd. All my ambition now is
to go back once more to Knoxville to es-
tablish another office once more to spread
abroad the glorious truths of the Union
and once more take from drawer in my
house the flag which 50 long waved defiant
ly in the breeze, while these hell-hounds
were longing, and yet not daring, to tear
down and trample it in the dust.
[ would never have taken down that flag
but for the females in my own house, who
besought and entreated me to do SO, lest
the house should be torn down about their
ears.
One day crowd surrounded my house
and threatened to tear down my flag but
[ warned them that they would have to do
it in the face of six loaded muskets, which
would be used by men who would never
finch from their duty. They took sober
second thought, and marched away, but
presently about fifteen came back again,
drunker than ever, led by a young officer,
who was desired to tear the ID thing of
flag down. In the meanwhile, l had
left my house and gone to the office, leav-
ing my wife in charge. She came forward
and expressed her intention of shoot
ing the first man who attempted, to haul
down the flag. The officer was slightly
scared, and said;
Madam, you won't shoot, will your
'Go on, go on " shouted the crowd, she
daren't shootp
She instantly drew from her pocket one
of Colts revolvers, and cooking it, leveled
it at the officers head Never mind her
she's only Womam,' cried the mob. by
Cd! look at her eye,' said the officer, as
he made low bow, scraped the ground,
and toddled off, followed by the whole
crowd. The gentleman who addressed me,
expressed his regret that my paper is
stopped and my Office is closed, and re-
ply to him that all my ambition is to 60
back to Knoxville and resurrect my old
paper. To 60 back with new presses and
with new type, and with soul renewed
and revived by baptism in the glorious lib
erty of the Northern States.
And also | want to 60 back there and
repay debt of gratitude owe to about
$50 of the most unmitigated ssoundrels
that can be found on the face of the earth.
To hberate people oppressed and defraud-