The Late Preston S. Brooks The man who struck down Sumner is himself leveled. Almost as suddenly has death assailed and beaten the champion of the slave-whip and slave-coffle. The members of Congress wear crape about their arms for three months in memory of the departed Brooks. Mr. Sumner, in memory of Brooks, has worn black a little longer. But the man has gone to his account, where we hear of no distinction of skin, and where even Preston S. Brooks may be on a level with a paupan nigger. Very brief has been the triumph of Brooks. A short while ago, and grateful slaveholders were in many ways according their gratitude to their champion. A short while since, and how gold-headed canes were sent to Brooks! Canes of testimony. And now has Brooks himself gone to Styx! — Punch
(Liberator, April 3, 1857, pg 3)
