Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1867-06-27
NEWS FROM HADES.
How Brownlow Became
King Of Pandemonium
and Old Nick Became
Governor of Tennessee.

! SSAN% Wv ~N4~AS
Governor of Tennessee.
Several weeks since, when the
public equanimity was sorely dis
turbed by a street rumor Of Brown
lows death, our local gave express
sion to the popular belief that
Brownlow has been dead for some
years and that the parsonage oc-
cupying our State Capitol at pre-
sent is no other than Old Nick
The following communication,
which we find in the Rome (Ga.)
Commercial, throws some further
light upon the subject:
PossUM TRoT, Ga. May Is, 1867.
TO JENNA SUBER-Dear Cusin:
i set myself to take my pen, to
! let you know that l is enjoyin bad
helth at this time, and hope that
these few lines may find you en-
,joyin the same blessin. Dear
cusin / had avery distressin dream
tother night, that excited much
consarn with me. You seed totber
day in a printed muse paper that
Brownlow was dead, and that the
fellow that is at Nashville now is
the devil; and the Tennesseeans
don't no the difference, and since
my dream l believe it is true, and
dear cusin you will believe it is
true when you hear my dream,
for found out persackly how it
happened that the devil got to be
Guvner of Tennessee, and how
Brownlow got to be Guvner of
h-ll. Now as sed, tother night
/ dreamed that | had tuck a harty
supper of brick-bats and ingons,
and lay down to sleep; and that
| tuck the Tipod Colaramorbus
and arter few days uf sufferln |
died, and ater | died | thot | COM
menced travellin away from this
teraquis yearth. Arter goin a
long ways | cum to a big bottom,
and soon to the banks of a big
black river. Thinks |, hear is
gurdin at last, >and hear | thot
| would have to swim, but hear l
herd some one whistling the tune
of the Southern flag, and on the
other side saw a ferry and a old
man at it. / axed him if he
would put me across, yes, he SAID,
it was his business to put folks
across. He whirled his fiat and
was over in no time. | axed him
as | was crossin, if this was gurdin,
and he said no. | axed him
Iwhar was gurdin, he replied he
didn't no, that was the river Sticks.
| then axed him his name and he
sed it was Charron. "Stinks and
Carron," sed l; by all the powers
that be, you and your river is
we'll named, for the smell of sui
fer is so loud here that you could
hang a hat upon it. When we
got on tother side he aXed me for
his fair. Ipulled out a role OF
Confederate (both new and old is.
sue.) He axed what kind | had
thar. l told him, and the fust
thing | seed was his fist in my
face, sain don't unroll that stuff
here. | told him / would pay him
in the new issue. He repeted,
don't, don't unroll it, fur | tell you
| is got moor of that darned stuff
on hands than would burn up ten
thousand wet dogs. He said he
tuck it in time of the war, and the
darn yanks as well as the cussed
rebs paid him in it, and all told him
at the end of the war, it would be
better an. par, and when the wal
ended the cussed yanks made the
rebs confudiate it, and nowit wasn't
worth as much to him as a rotter
acorn would be to a blind hog.
told him he would have to charge
it to me on his books. He ther
Strengthened up like a yard OF
pump water, and commenced Gus
sin me fur trien to pass money or
him wuss than counterfit. Deal
Cusin, | have heard cussin before
and have bin cussed. But thu
was the worst ] ever herd or seed
He cussed me up one side ant
down tother and thro the middle
, l tell you he cussed me from tha'
r, little curl In the top of my heat