Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1867-02-13

the investigation at moment when the
inquiry was TO be made az to the manner
in which those laws were executed under
his own administration with having
directed or sanctioned the appropriation
Of large sums Of the public revenue TO
the compensation OF public officers OF
his own creation, without the authority
Of law, which. if sanctioned, would place
the entire revenues Of the country at his
disposal ...,.l
9. charge him with the high misde-
meanor Of having withheld from the
representatives of the people informa-
ton called for aud declared to be neces-
sary to the investigation Of stupendous
frauds and abuses alleged to have been
committed by agents Of the government,
both upon individuals and the govern
ment itself, whereby he himself becomes
accessory to those frauds.
Hon. Henry A. Wise called for the
reading of the resolution. 1t is as fol-
lows:
Resolred, That a committee Of nine
members be appointed, with instruction
to inquire into the truth of the preceding
charges preferred against John Tyler,
and 10 report TO the House the testi.
mony taken TO establish such charges,
together with their opinion whether the
said John Tyler hath so acted in his Off
cial capacity as to require the interpo-
sition of the constitutional powers OF
tho House, and that the committee have
power to send for persons and papers.
Nearly the whole of the rest of the day
was spent in taking the ayes and nays.
Mr.. Cave johnson moved to lay the
whole subject on the table. Yeas, l0l y;
nays, ll9. The motion was lost
On the question, "Shall the main
question be put?' Ayes, l22; nays,
90 n
Mr.. Frank Granger said he had helped
innocents from Office, and asked to be
excused from voting Ayes, Ill nays,
81. .ra
Then came up the grand question upon
Mr.. Bolts resolution to appoint com
mittee of nine to see if charges of i'm
peachment could not be brought against
the President and it resulted thus:
Ayes, SO; nays, l27. So it was lost, and
Mr.. Bolts said he wiped his hands of the
impeachment forever.
A Dear Little Girl who Died for Love of
.nam an Actor. il., pI .3|
New York Cor. Charleston News.l
A most curious sensational story has
been going the rounds here, the truth of
which will not indorse, but | will pre-
sent it to your readers as and thousands
of others have heard it told. They
say that young lady who had seen but
twelve summers and had never seen Ed
win Booth perform, requested her pa
rents to take her to the Winter Garden.
Her wish was complied with. She saw
the great tragedian whose magnificent
eyes turned her little head even more
than his exquisite acting. The next
day, when the little eye.struck heroine
went to school, she missed all her les
sons, and so talked Booth to her com
panions that she turned the heads of
more than one-haH the school. On the
day following she talked Booth more
than ever, which had the effect Of turn
ing the heads of the balance of the
school girls, who forgot their geography,
missed their grammar, ignored their
arithmetic, despised their French, made
mistakes in their compositions, and paid
no attention to their astronomy, think
ing of no star out one, and that the
bright particular star, Edwin Booth.
The school mistress demonstrated with
the parents of the little revolutionist, and
finally expelled her from the academy,
which was fast growing to be a lunatic
asylum meanwhile the little girl had
followed Booth about the streets in hope
of finding out where he resided. 1t be-
came necessary for her to be removed
from the city wherefore she was taken to
Brooklyn to spend time with her aunt,
but she began to pine away, and implored
her aunt to take her once more to the
Winter Garden, and the kind hearted old
lady complied with her request She
saw the eyes once more, and was most
wonderfully agitated at the contempla'
ton thereof. That night, when she re-
tired, her aunt, who slept with her, noted
that she repeated her prayers with more
than usual devotedn ess she then fell
into a sweet sleep. In the middle Of the
night the little girl awoke, raised her
self up in bed, called to her aunt, pro-
nounced the single word Booth, and
then fell back upon her snowy pillow,
most exceedingly and emphatically dead.
There she lay, her soft, silken ringlets
hiding her snowy bosom; there she lay,
her sweet eyes upturned to heaven, and
her little rosebud mouth so fixed that
she seemed to threaten to remark Booth"
once more, and then die again. This is
the story that is told here by hundreds,
and believed by many. You may take
it on its own merits ~