The Carson daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1865-1870, 1868-04-30
ANDREW Johnson.

Rapidly passing events are apt to
make Us forget the occurrences of re-
cent history. With our attention di-
racied to the proceedings involved in
The impeachment trial - the respond
ea:' appears to US in so different q light
from that in which We have been forced
to -egari him that We fail to recall the
acts and scenes which have made An
drew Johnson name a by-word and a
raproach among his loyal couutrymen.
George Alfred TownSend's fscile pen
recalls to mind the scene which trans
pred in the Senate Chamber on the
fourth of March, 1865 and when we
come TO reflect upon it, We are led to
wonder that it has not been made the
sutjec. Of q separate article of impeach-
rlent. In late letter to 'he Cleveland
Leader, Townsend INDUCES in the fol-
lowing startling description of sights
ard rel alton of shameful facts:
quay, the III VI Nal I'll, the SITUATE
Chamber, on the blue baize desk where he
tnen leaned, the doorkeeper OF the Senate
laid the articles Of impeachment 1t was the
third anniversary of the political rahe's pro-
gress- Let ME revive to you the scene. Lin
coin was there, unconscious Of martyrdom.
The Senate thronged. Washington
people in sympathy with the rebellion came
II inquisitive fear to see the hated abolition
Isl, Lincoln, resume his oath of office. Mrs.
Surratt was then in the gallery. The boy,
Harold, idling away day, was also there,
gaping upon the spectacle. More than Lin
coin these rebels hated Andrew johnson.
They had heard of his summary revenges |
IN Tennessee, AMI his vow that he would
hang traitors high as Haman. They looked |
upon him as renegade, bold to do things Of
violent justice, from which the soft-hearted
Lincoln would shrink. With pride the
Cnionists surveyed their champion, saying:
- Now, ii Andrew Johnson has control, we
Shall see the Government strong and retalia-
tory" The pride of the loyal South rose to
speak. All the reporters Piled their pencils.
Suddenly they stopped, struck still with as
t0nishment, incredulous that their ears were
faithful. My God :" said Crounse, of the
Times, to a photographer, you are not
taking that down: The reporter, almost
II s.upor at what he heard, listened mo-
:nent and wrote again. g" 1t don't connect"
he said. Il can't think it makes sense.
Does it - They all bent over the gallery;
4 litter went up from the floor; there were
suppressed undertones and jeers from the
Democrats. The Vice President was seen
10 be flushed and vacant of countenance. He |
talked at random, with desultoriness, with
forced, spasmodic and involuntary gestures. 7
= Shame y said some one aloud; 8. can't his
friends get him to Stop A buzz went over t
the House: He is crazyl" 1t increased, ;
grew louder, blended with laughter. 1t said !
,yain, with fuller conviction He is not :
'razy he is drunk"
i Mr. Sutton, a photographer. sitting S
Meanwhile on the outer rim Of the Senate, .
COX down every word of the rambling inco-
e-ence. Perhaps he has the notes of it still s
IL his possession. And this was the intro a
uction to the American people, as Presi- n
+. 4 OF the Senate, OF the man impeached
p-dly in articles replete with extracts from Il
is drunken utterances of rage, as President II
i the United States. Three years from per |;
pual shama to the bar of the same justice h
{ had shamed, II is worthy OF a new Ho- 9
arth TO render the stages Of his decline and Ii
ii.
Surely the part taken by Johnson in g
.is iamentable scene should get for c
Il ndemnation from the Senate now
IA. that great culprit stands awaiting te
;aI:ncs IT III bar. IA