Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1866-06-14
Prentice on Brownlow Again.

Prentice on Brownlow Again.
The following is Prentice's last shot at
Brownlow: ......
Old Brownlow was never in but one place
where be deserved to be, and that was the
rebel prison. If he has any more lying to
do, perhaps he had better make haste to do
it in this world, as he will get nis pens aud
paper scorched and his ink boiled away in
the next. He has a chronic diarrbea of
lies. He could no more breathe an air
untitled with his own lies and curses than
one without hydrogen or oxygen. If he
were off the earth, it would compare much
more favorably than it does with its sister
planets. He is no writer-simply Draw
Ter, bawler, he vixen, mnle.termagant,
masculine -virago. He is of the class of
"common scolds," who, by an old law Of
Great Britain, we're ducled in horse ponds.
He is villifer, traducer, caumniator
of men, women and children. No excel
leuce, no purity, no helplessness, is pro-
lection against his venemous assaults. He
aims his vengeance alike at the living and
the dead. His venom seeks through the
cold sands of the grave to find its victim.
A buried body is no more safe from him
than from other graVe-worms. 81 have
lost day." said the good Roman Emperor,
when be remembered TO have done no good
deed. 81 have lost minute" BroWnloW
might say, if be remembered no malignant
thing. His heart and life blacken as his old
head whitens His fathers boof is split
the sons ears, nose and tongue should be-
He deserves to be kicked until, like the
pit he is going to, he is "bottomlcss. "
Brownlow has all the worst qualities of
the Devil, but the latter, if be has any re.
deeming qualities, is, in comparison with
the "Parson," a Christian gentleman.
Brownlow is rattlesnake, with his rattles
at the wrong end of him He is hog,
with the kink in his head instead of his
tail If bayonets bristle at him, he can
turn the back of his neck and bristle back
with interest. We have ground him until
be is q grounding. We have hedged him
till be is hedge hog He is small man,
but great swine be may be a rich man,
but be is poor devil. He is "porcupine
rolled up the wrong way" thus pricking
himself to death with his own quils. The
more he writes, the Aatter he gets just as
an adder's head AatteDs as he becomes fu'
rious. If bis head were not a saamauder,
it would long since have been consumed by
the bell fire in his bosom.
JoHNC. CALHOUN ON NATIONALITY
In the year 1S49 the great South Carolina
statesmen attended divine service at vii
lage Episcopal church near which he was
sojourning. The late Bishop Gadsden off,
ciated, who used special prayer composed
by him in reference to the then prevailing
cholera and the gentlemen who accompan-
led Mr.. Calhoun, says that he sat up per.
fectly .erect when he heard the word "pa.
ton" used il it, which, by the way, occur,
red frequently also in the Bishops sermon.
After the services we're over, and he had
shaken hands with all his neighbors, the
two got into the buggy and started for home
nNationp' "Dation !' "natiou !" repeated
Mr.. Calhoun, as if to himself, "It is strange
that man like GadsdeD, who ought to
know better, would use sucn word. There
is no truth, no real reaning in it. All
such things tend to- consolidate the Govern
ment and. produce wrong impression.-
Gadsden knows better. When the Consti-