The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1866-10-05
A Dirty CusS.

The Philadelphia Mercury, speak
ing of the parade of. the 5:mean
whites, in that city, says:
''The most disgusting feature Of
the disunion procession. on Monday
last, was the profane old scoundrel,
Brownlow, from Tennessee. He
passed our Office in an open carriage,
stretched out at full length, with his
feet hanging over the side, and ex-
hibited the dirticst pair of stockings
we ever saw on white man. Now,
there was no excuse for this; there is
plenty of water here, and he should
at least have some respect for the
people of Philadelphia, if he has
none for himself Parson, haveyour
stockings washed before you go
home"
1t would be no use, Mr.. Mercury
all the water in the Fairmount Water
Works would not cleanse the foul and
reeking carcass of the nastiest devil
outside Of hell's polluted shades. If
lightning machine was invented to
strip the stockings, shirts and clothing
from Off his hide, at the rate of $50
suits an hour, it would be found that
every suit was so thoroughly aud hor-
ribly impregnated with filth, as to fall
in fragments from utter rottenness
He moves upon the earth, surrounded
with al atmosphere Of uncleanness-
an offence to all humanity-a walking
pest .lence-a moral chOlera-an intel
lectnal disease.
His raptings and rawlings are all
symptoms of his terrible distemper;
his blasphemy and profanity the
safety-valves which prevent an explo-
sion of the decomposing and decay
ing matter of which Brownlow is
composed. BY day, he oozes and
reeks with foulness; by night, he is
surrounded By g ghastly glimmer,
like that which covers a rotten fish or
decaying stump! Pity him; pray
for him; his fate is more horrible
than that of Cain; more terrible than
that Of the tabled wandering Jeww
He lives to prove what a foul and
Eonstrous demon can take the form
of man and preach and act the gos-
pei of rump treason.
Clean him-oh, no, Philadelphia
Mercury, it cannot be done; many
things are possible, but the cleansing
Of Brownlow, like the invention of
perpetual motion, can never be real
lied by weak humanity.
Somewhere, we have read that all
apartment in the chateau of the En-
press Josephine still retains, in all its
strength, her favorite perfume
Brownlow once lectured (?) in Me-
thodist Church we know of, in the
early stages of his decomposition
The church was closed, after his ha-
rangue, until the next Sunday. The
sexton came to build a fire, opened
the door-a blast worse than the 81
moon, more horrible than the COM
hlned odors of thousand sewers and
ten thousand cesspools smote his
sense OF smell! He was a defunct
Methodist instanter. Two weeks from
that day, the horrible tincture of
Brownlow had so exhausted its power
that dozen New York scavengers
could remove the pulpit, but still the
fragrance fingered Ministers came
by dozens, under promise of a large
salary, to fill the pulpit, but thev
withered, wasted, sickened. Some
became idiotic, others blasphemers.
few confirmed invalids. FINALLY.
the board of health burned the sane,
tuary, for the public good. Months
have passed since then, but, on dark
nights, miasmatic light, like that
r1lovinr in tho form of n esu,;l, - a.