The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1866-05-19

ready and in type, when Judge c. +.
Trigg and John Williamson, Esq. la
bored with him for hours to prevent
his paper from taking the secession
side. We Il refer to Judge Trigg,
United States Judge of Tennessee, for
the truth of this statement.
The Judge subsequently alluded to
the matter in a speech at Memphis,
saying that if he hadn't been as good a
Union man rs he was, Brownlow
wouldn't have been as good a Union
man as he a But Brownlow conclu-
died. that it was for his interest to affect
Unionism, and so he has affected it.
1t ispretty extensively believed in
Nashville that Brownlow is insane, We
don't believe it. Insanity has been de-
fined to be "the ENHANCEMENT of
thought but he hasn't thoughts
enough to make a tangle.
Ills n pity for him that he isn't in
sane, for it would be the only excuse,
utter mental imbcciIity excepted, for
the disgrace he is inhicting upon the
State in which he dwells. He calls him
self a man Of God. He processes to
be u messenger Of peace and good will
to men, He holds himself up or out
as u saint ordained and Amounted to
establish the spirit of Christianity
among mankind. But he has ever pro-
NOTED %strifes, and fights and blood
sheds in ncighborhoods.
He has been a pest, an itch, a lepro-
s.y, a yellow plague in every communi-
ty. He has distilled venom like Il hui
man bohun upas. His tongue has evcr
been "set on fire of hell" his heart be-
ing the hell to kindle the wagging
member. Beelzebub's tail is forever
coiled like a snake around the old mis-
creants neck. There has never been
any more religion or decency in his
sermons or his prayers or his exhorta-
tons or his talks at death beds, than in
the ceilings of hycnas, the cursing of
pirates, or the objurgations of har
lots.
He has ~dcsecrated the house of God
as much byhis blasphemies as fine had
stolen the sacramental vessels or used
them in treating the congregation to
applcjack. 1t is a wonder that in his
pulpit he has never been transtiycd by
the forked arrows Of Gods vengeance.
He Processes to guide men to heaven,
and cusscs them to hell. He would
go for universal %damnation, provided
he could be exempted himself. In his
black robes and white cravat, he might
remind one Of a black snake with q
white streak around his neck.
What an infinitely miserable old
man this must be. He never did Il
generous or kind thing in his life. lie
was ever meditating the qualification Of
his malice He has ever been seeking
to steal upon his unsuspccting neigh.
bors like Il hungry cat upon a bird.
Every man has a deadly antipathy to
him. They say there are people who
have such an antip&thy to black cats
that they instinctivoIy know if one is
within II hundred yards Of them in the
darkest night, and we are sure that de-
cent people would recognize his prox-
unity at twice that distance.
He can have no hcalthful slumbcr-
only commissions. The whole Of the
beautiful world-sky, earth and sea
must be as black as Ercbus to his eyes.
Every sound must be to his ears like q
wall or shrek Of the damned. Every
drop of rain must hiss upon his burn.
ing head. Every breeze must seem to
him Il blasting sirocco-evcry morscl
Of food u dose of Internal birthstone.
The poor old wretch must feel terrible
rcmOrsc.
He must feel as if his ribs were rel.
not gridirons, broiling his entraiIs. If
Every malignant and accurscd lie he
has told were a coal Of fire upon his
body. he would writh and twist undcra
taller mountain of flame than ever the
old Titans did. His heart is as black
ten thousand devils. He sees be-
hind him only the mounds over the
graves of buried victims, and before
only the Dead Sea of Despair.
Heaven, earth, and even hell alhor
him-thongh the lattos will somehow
manage to gulp him down. His very
face looks like that Of a dead man,
who, installing a boys footing horn
Gabriels trumpet, has got up for
Judgment before his time. His evil
passions have killed every scmhlance
Of human nature in his features, il
here even was such a semblance there.
People Of Tennessee! 10 your Cover
lOr!
With one hand clenchcd to batter noses
While 'tOthcr scrawls bout Paul and Mo-
scs."