American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1866-06-02
Prentice on Brownlow-No 2.

ing the filthy hole in his face shut 70
weeks, comes out with another attack OF
us in his Knoxville Wig, which has ev
er been disgrace to Knoxville, to Tenn
essee, to civilization and to uncyilization
He never had mind enough to keep hi
body from rottlDg-consequently he has
always been mass of purifcatiou ht
has never had sufficient common sense to
Hast him over night, SO that he wakes up
miserable fool every morning; and this
last effort of his in his Wig is the poor
est, the feeblest, jejunest, the most con-
temptable that we have ever seen from
him. 1t doesn't rise even to the low level
of inveclve. There is no moro talent in
the writing than in scratchings of dung
bill fowl upon dung.hil 1t is a mere
confederation Of vulgar epitbets and lies
vile lies for which there is not so much
as the thin and shadowy ghost of pre-
text 1t is the simple raving of the
broken down, lnfurated, and weak old
man or woman-so weak, that, like the
lean dog that we read Of be has to lean
against fence TO do bis barking. All
the little atom Of sense he ever had-if
he ever had an atom-has gone to the
grave before hlm-but not much before
him ii is to be hoped for mankiud's sake.
tie has no right to be still haunting
"gIimpses OF the moon" He is loah.
some fstula of the body polite. He is
mangey old dog-a disgrace to his
own feas. He is a foul bubble floating Oh
the surface OF cess pool.
1t is pretty generally believed in Nash.
vile that Brownlow is insane. We don't
believe it, Insanity has been defined to
be "tha enlargement of the thoughts,
but he hasn't thoughts enough to make
it tangle. IT'S pity for him that be
lSnt insane, for it would be the only ex
cuse, utter mental mbeciity excepted,
for the disgrace he is inflictng upon the
State in which he dwells. He calls hm>
self man Of God He processes to be
messenger of 'peace and good will to
men. He holds himself up or out as
saint ordained and Amounted to establish
the spirit of Christianity among mankind :
but be has ever promoted strifes and
fights and bloodsheds in neigbborhoods.
lie has been a pest. an itch, a leprosy, F
a yellow plague IN every community. He y
has distilled venom lika a human bohap !,
upas. His tongue has ever been "set on 7
hre OF he'll" his heart being the hell to q
handle the wagging member. Beelze-
oub's tail is forever coiled like snake
around the old miscreant's neck There
las never been any more religion or de-
ency 10 bis sermons or prayers or his
xhortations or his talk at deathbeds. l.
ban the yellings Of hyenas, the cursings
i pirates, or the objurgatons of harlots. j.
lie has desecrated the house of God as
luch by his blasphemies as if be had
telen the sacremental vessels or used y
hem in treating the congregation to
ppe>jack. 1t is a wonder that in his =.
uplt he has never been transfxpd BY
ne forked arrows of Gods vengeance. Ma
lie PROCESSES TO guide men to heaven.
nd curses them to hell He would 90 L,
" universal damnation, provided he (
ould be exempted himself. In his black y
'bes and white cravat, he might remind
ne OF black snake with white streak
-ound bis neck.
What an infinitely miserable old man
is must be- He never did a generous
a kind thing in his life. He was ever
edltating the qualification of his malice.
e has ever been seeking to steal upon 49,.
5 unsuspecting neighbors like a hun ry for for
t upon bird. Every man has dead
antipathy to him. They say there are N
Ople who have such an antipalhy to ID
Ick cats that they instinctivlv know if -
2 is within hundred yards Of them in "a a
} darkest night, and we are sure that
cent people would recognize his prox fe1
ty at twice the distance. He can have -
heaIthtul sleep-ony commissions
e whole of the beautiful world-sky, g.
th and ses-must be as black as Ere.
to his eyes. Every sound must be
his ears like the wall or shrek of the
nned. Every drop Of rain must hiss
IN bis burning head Every breeze
st seem to him blasting sirocco- N,
ry morsel Of food a dose of internal ~
nstone.-The poor old wretch mast
terrible remorse. He mnst feel as if
ribs were red hot gridirons, broiIiug "
eniralls. If every malignant and ac-
sed lie he ever told were a coal of FIRE
n his body, be would wrilhe aud twist
taller mountain of fame than ever
old Titans did. His heart is as black m,
en- thousand devils. He sees behind Dh'
only the mounds over the graves of
ed victims, and before--onlv the dead
OF despair. Heaven, earth and even
sbhor hm-though the latter will 49,
chow manage to gulp him down. ~
very face looks like that of a dead
who, mistaking boys footing born NAN
Gsbriel's trumpet. has got up for NAV
cement before bis time. His evil
ions have killed out every senblance r
umsn nature in bis features, if their
was such semblance there.