The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1866-05-06
Prentice on Brovvnlovv.

Prentice on BrownIovv.
In all the range of our newspaper
experience, the following denuncia-
ton of -Parson Brownlow
exceeds the most bitter and whitening
production within our remembrance.
1t is from the pen of George D. Prem
tice, of the Louisville Journal, and
was excited by an article from the
reverend scoundrel seeking to malign
the writer of this, the most complete
tomahawk effort on record. If Brown
lows hide is impervious to this at
tack, then will he pass through the
fires of earth unscathed:
1t is most extraordinary and most
disgraceful that any portion of the
people of Tennessee, knowing this
man as they did, voted to make him
Governor of that State. Their only
excuse must be, that they were under
military law, and so not really free
agents in his election. No other
State was ever afflicted and disgraced
and cursed with such an unmitigated
and unmitigable, such an unredeem-
ed and irredeemable blackguard as
her Chief Magistrate. He is a paro-
dy, a carricature, broad burlesque
on all possible Governors. He is
monstrosity.
He is thing as much out of nature
as Barnum's woolly horse, or his
giants and dwarfs, or his calf with
two heads and eight legs-four of the
legs pointing towards the zenith.
His blood is hell-broth, which Satan
will ono day sup with q long spoon.
They say there is fire in him, but it
Is hell-tire, every particle of it.
Though he is Nut single swine,
there are as n. y devils in him as
there were in the whole herd that
''ran violently down q steep place
into the sea- His heart is nothing
but a kissing knot of vipers, rattle
snakes, cobra, and cotton mouths.
He never argued a question in his
life, approaching no subject, but with
fierce, bitter, coarse, low, and vulgar
objurgations. His tongue should be
bored through and through with his
own steel-pen, heated red hot. Z.
This man, as we have said, calls
himself clergyman. He holds forth
in pulpits. He breaches, prays and
exhorts, draws down his face, drops
the corners of his mouth, and under
takes olook sanctimonious. And
yet he seems always trying in his
pulpit discourses to see under how
thin disguise he can venture to
curse and swear and blaspheme. He
can't offer up o prayer in the house of
God without telling the Lord what
an Internal scoundrel, damned thief,
or cursed vagabond, this, that or the
other neighbor is. From his youth
up to his old age. he has no personal
controversies without attacking the
wives, fathers, mothers, grand-fa-
theirs, grand brothers, Sis
ters, children, uncle, aunts and ne
phews of his opponents. He has
sought to strew his whole path of life
with the dark wrecks Of wantonly
ruined regulations. He has never
had an hours happiness except in the
in the unhappiness of others. He
has ever said to evil, '.Be thou my
goodr' He has always carefully jot-
ted down all that he has ever heard
unfavorable to gentlemen, while pro-
Tossing to be their friend, so as to be
ready for q day of alienation. He
howls venom, talks venom, breathes
venom, belches venom, coughs venom,
sneezes venom, spits venom, drools
venom, sweats venom, stinks venom,
and distils venom from his nose. Not
). the fuliginous exhaiations from the
bottom!ess pit, not the fire and brim-
stone fumes from the sooty throat of
the Devil, were ever more blighting
! and blasting than his accursed SER
pent breath. ( He never had friend
on earth outside of his own family.
No doubt there are those who fear
him for his fiendish ferocity, but no
human being not of his household