CHAPTER V.

_The Presidential Party arrives in Philadelphia.--Independence

Hall.--The Departure from Harrisburg.--Telegraph wires Cut.--Through the

Lines of Treason and Safe Arrival at Washington._

The twenty-first dawned bright and sunny, and the streets were alive

with the eager populace, all anxious to do honor to the new President,

and to witness the scenes attendant upon his reception. In due time the

train containing the party arrived, and after an informal welcome they

took carriages, and, escorted by the troops, the procession took up the

line of march for the hotel. Vast crowds lined the sidewalks and the

enthusiasm of the people was unbounded. The President graciously

acknowledged their courtesies as he passed along. On each side of the

carriage in which Mr. Lincoln was seated, accompanied by Mr. Judd, was a

file of policemen, whose duty it was to prevent the mass of people from

pressing too closely to the vehicle. As the procession reached the

corner of Broad and Chestnut streets, a young man approached the file of

policemen and endeavored to attract the attention of the occupants of

the carriage. Finding this impossible, he boldly plunged through the

ranks of the officers, and coming to the side of the carriage, he handed

to Mr. Judd a slip of paper, on which was written:

"_St. Louis Hotel, ask for J. H. Hutchinson._"

This young man was Mr. George H. Burns, an attache of the American

Telegraph Company and confidential agent of E. S. Sandford, Esq., who

acted as my messenger, and who afterwards distinguished himself for his

courage and daring in the rebellion. It is needless to add that J. H.

Hutchinson was the name I had assumed in registering at the hotel, in

order to avoid any suspicion or curiosity in case any emissary of the

conspirators should ascertain my real name and thus be warned of the

discovery of their scheme.

Shortly after the arrival of Mr. Lincoln at the Continental, Mr. Judd

was announced at the St. Louis Hotel as desiring to see me. Mr. Felton

was with me at the time, and in a few minutes Mr. Judd made his

appearance. More than an hour was occupied in going over the proofs

which I produced of the existence of the conspiracy, at the end of which

time Mr. Judd expressed himself fully convinced that the plot was a

reality, and that prompt measures were required to secure the safety of

the President.

"My advice is," said I, after I had succeeded in convincing Mr. Judd

that my information was reliable, "that Mr. Lincoln shall proceed to

Washington this evening by the eleven o'clock train, and then once safe

at the capital, General Scott and his soldiery will afford him ample

protection."

"I fear very much that Mr. Lincoln will not accede to this," replied Mr.

Judd; "but as the President is an old acquaintance and friend of yours

and has had occasion before this to test your reliability and prudence,

suppose you accompany me to the Continental Hotel, and we can then lay

this information before him in person and abide by his decision."

This idea was at once adopted and we proceeded to the hotel. Here we

found the entrances blocked up by a surging multitude which effectually

prevented our admission, and we were obliged to enter by the rear of the

building through a door used by the servants.

On reaching the room occupied by Mr. Judd that gentleman summoned Mr.

Nicolay, the President's private secretary, and dispatched him with a

note requesting the presence of Mr. Lincoln upon a matter of urgent

importance.

The President at that time was in one of the large parlors surrounded by

a number of ladies and gentlemen, all eager to extend to him the

hospitalities of the city and to express their good wishes for the

success of his administration. Upon receiving the message, however, he

at once excused himself, and forcing his way through the crowd came

directly to us.

Up to this time Mr. Lincoln had been kept in entire ignorance of any

threatened danger, and as he listened to the facts that were now

presented to him, a shade of sadness fell upon his face. He seemed loth

to credit the statement, and could scarce believe it possible that such

a conspiracy could exist. Slowly he went over the points presented,

questioning me minutely the while, but at length finding it impossible

to discredit the truthfulness of what I stated to him, he yielded a

reluctant credence to the facts.

After he had been fully made acquainted with the startling disclosures,

Mr. Judd submitted to him the plan proposed by me, that he should leave

Philadelphia for Washington that evening.

"But," added Mr. Judd, "the proofs that have just been laid before you

cannot be published, as it will involve the lives of several devoted men

now on Mr. Pinkerton's force, especially that of Timothy Webster, who is

now serving in a rebel cavalry company under drill at Perrymansville in

Maryland."

Mr. Lincoln at once acknowledged the correctness of this view, but

appeared at a loss as to what course to pursue.

"You will therefore perceive"--continued Mr. Judd--"that if you follow

the course suggested--that of proceeding to Washington to-night--you

will necessarily be subjected to the scoffs and sneers of your enemies,

and the disapproval of your friends who cannot be made to believe in

the existence of so desperate a plot."

"I fully appreciate these suggestions," replied Mr. Lincoln, "and I can

stand anything that is necessary, but," he added rising to his feet, "I

cannot go to-night. I have promised to raise the flag over Independence

Hall to-morrow morning, and to visit the legislature at Harrisburg in

the afternoon--beyond that I have no engagements. Any plan that may be

adopted that will enable me to fulfill these promises I will accede to,

and you can inform me what is concluded upon to-morrow."

Saying which Mr. Lincoln left the room and joined the people in the

parlor. During the entire interview, he had not evinced the slightest

evidence of agitation or fear. Calm and self-possessed, his only

sentiments appeared to be those of profound regret, that the Southern

sympathizers could be so far led away by the excitement of the hour, as

to consider his death a necessity for the furtherance of their cause.

From his manner, it was deemed useless to attempt to induce him to alter

his mind, and after a few minutes' further conversation, which was

participated in by Mr. Sandford, who had entered the room, I left for

the purpose of finding Thomas A. Scott, Esq., the Vice-President of the

Pennsylvania Central Railroad, in order to make arrangements for the

carrying out of a plan which had occurred to me, and which would enable

Mr. Lincoln to fulfill his engagements.

I was unable, however, to find Mr. Scott, but succeeded in reaching Mr.

G. C. Franciscus, the general manager of the road, and at twelve o'clock

that night, in company with that gentleman and Mr. Sandford, we called

again upon Mr. Judd.

At this meeting a full discussion of the entire matter was had between

us, and after all possible contingencies had been considered, the

following programme was agreed upon.

After the formal reception at Harrisburg had taken place, a special

train, consisting of a baggage-car and one passenger-coach, should leave

there at six o'clock P. M. to carry Mr. Lincoln and one companion back

to Philadelphia; this train was to be under the immediate control of Mr.

Franciscus and Mr. Enoch Lewis, the general superintendent. In order to

avoid the possibility of accident, the track was to be cleared of

everything between Harrisburg and Philadelphia from half-past five

o'clock until after the passage of the special train. Mr. Felton was to

detain the eleven o'clock P. M. Baltimore train until the arrival of the

special train from Harrisburg, Mrs. Warne in the meantime engaging

berths in the sleeping-car bound for Baltimore.

[Illustration: "_Mr. Lincoln raising the flag on Independence Hall._" P.

87]

I was to remain in Philadelphia in order that no accident might occur in

conveying the President from one depot to another, and Mr. Judd was to

manage the affair at Harrisburg. Everything that could be suggested in

relation to this matter was fully considered, and having at length

perfected our plans, the party separated at half-past four o'clock in

the morning, fully prepared to carry out the programme agreed upon.

At six o'clock on the morning of the 22d, a vast concourse of people

assembled in front of Independence Hall on Chestnut street, and at

precisely the hour appointed, Mr. Lincoln made his appearance. With his

own hands he drew to the top of the staff surmounting the edifice a

beautiful new American flag, and as its Stripes and Stars floated out

gracefully to the breeze, the air was rent with the shouts of the

multitude and the music of the band.

Mr. Lincoln's speech upon this occasion was the most impressive and

characteristic of any which he had delivered upon his journey to the

capital, while a tinge of sadness pervaded his remarks, never noticed

before, and which were occasioned no doubt by the revelations of the

preceding night. He gave a most eloquent expression to the emotions and

associations which were suggested by the day and by the historic old

hall where he then stood. He declared that all his political sentiments

were drawn from the inspired utterances of those who had sat within the

walls of that ancient edifice. He alluded most feelingly to the dangers

and toils and sufferings of those who had adopted and made good the

Declaration of Independence--a declaration which gave promise that "in

due time the weight would be lifted from the shoulders of all men."

Conscious of the dangers that threatened his country, and feeling also

that those dangers originated in opposition to the principles enunciated

in the Declaration of Independence, knowing that his own life was even

then threatened because of his devotion to liberty, and that his way to

the national capital was beset by assassins, he did not hesitate to

declare boldly and fearlessly "that he would rather be assassinated on

the spot than surrender those principles" so dear to him.

After these proceedings, Mr. Lincoln was driven back to the Continental

Hotel, and sending for Mr. Judd, he introduced him to Mr. Frederick H.

Seward, a son of the late William H. Seward, who was in the room with

the President. Mr. Lincoln then informed Mr. Judd that Mr. Seward had

been sent from Washington by his father and General Scott to warn him of

the danger of passing through Baltimore, and to urge him to come direct

to Washington.

From whom this information was originally obtained did not appear, but

the facts were deemed of sufficient moment to be brought to the ears of

the President, and hence Mr. Seward's visit to Philadelphia. Mr. Lincoln

evinced no further hesitancy in the matter, and signified his readiness

to do whatever was required of him. Mr. Judd then directed Mr. Seward to

inform his father that all had been arranged, and that, so far as human

foresight could predict, Mr. Lincoln would be in Washington before the

evening of the following day, and cautioned him to preserve the utmost

secrecy in regard to the matter. No particulars were given and none were

asked.

At the time appointed Mr. Lincoln started for Harrisburg, and I busied

myself with the preparations that were necessary to successfully carry

our plans into operation. From reports which I received from Baltimore,

the excitement in that city had grown more intense, and the arrival of

the President was awaited with the most feverish impatience. The common

and accepted belief was that Mr. Lincoln would journey from Harrisburg

to Baltimore over the Northern Central Railroad, and the plans of the

conspirators were arranged accordingly.

It became a matter of the utmost importance, therefore, that no

intimation of our movements should reach that city. I had no doubt but

that trusty agents of the conspirators were following the presidential

party, and after the absence of Mr. Lincoln had been discovered, the

telegraph would be put into active operation to apprise the movers of

this scheme of the change that had been made. To effectually prevent

this I determined that the telegraph wires which connected Harrisburg

with her neighboring cities should be so "fixed" as to render

communication impossible.

To arrange this matter Capt. Burns was sent to the office of the

American Telegraph Company, and obtaining from Mr. H. E. Thayer, the

manager of the company, a competent and trustworthy man for the purpose,

departed for Harrisburg, in order to carry out the proposed measures.

Mr. Thayer, in the meantime, was to remain in the office during the

night, in order to intercept any dispatches that might be sent over the

wires from any point between Harrisburg and Baltimore, and to

immediately deliver any messages that might be sent to me.

Mr. W. P. Westervelt, the superintendent, and Mr. Andrew Wynne, the

line-man of the telegraph company, were delegated to Harrisburg to "fix"

the wires leading from that place in such a manner as to prevent any

communication from passing over them, and to report to Capt. Burns upon

their arrival.

After the train containing Mr. Lincoln and his party had left

Philadelphia, Mr. Judd sought the first favorable opportunity of

conversing with Mr. Lincoln alone, and fully detailed to him the plan

that had been agreed upon, all of which met with the hearty approval of

the President, who signified a cheerful willingness to adapt himself to

the novel circumstances.

It was evident, from the manner of several of the gentlemen of the

party, that they suspected something was transpiring of which they had

not been advised, but they all very judiciously refrained from asking

any questions. Mr. Judd, however, who felt the responsibility of his

position, finally suggested to Mr. Lincoln the propriety and

advisability of informing them of what had taken place, and of

consulting with them upon the proper carrying out of the contemplated

journey. To this Mr. Lincoln yielded a ready assent, adding, with an

amused smile:

"I suppose they will laugh at us, Judd, but I think you had better get

them together."

It was therefore arranged that after the reception at the State House

had taken place, and before they sat down to dinner, the matter should

be fully laid before the following gentlemen of the party: Judge David

Davis, Col. Sumner, Major David Hunter, Capt. John Pope and Ward H.

Lamon, Esq.

Mr. Lincoln arrived at Harrisburg at noon, and was introduced to the

people from the balcony of the Jones House, where an address was

delivered by Gov. Andrew G. Curtin, whose fame became widespread during

the dark days of the rebellion that followed, as the "War Governor of

Pennsylvania." From the hotel the party proceeded to the House of

Representatives, where he was welcomed by the Speaker, to which he

replied in a few well-chosen words.

After a short time spent in congratulations and hand-shaking they

returned to the hotel, and the gentlemen who have been previously named

were invited (in company with the Governor) to confer with the

President in the parlor. At this meeting the information of the

discovery of the plot to assassinate the President was laid before them,

and also the details of the proposed journey to Washington. After the

matter had been fully explained, a great diversity of opinion manifested

itself among the gentlemen present, and some warm discussion was

indulged in. Finally, Judge Davis, who had expressed no opinion upon the

subject as yet, addressed the President, saying:

"Well, Mr. Lincoln, what is your own judgment upon this matter?"

"I have thought over this matter considerably since I went over the

ground with Mr. Pinkerton last night," answered Mr. Lincoln, "and the

appearance of Mr. Frederick Seward, with warning from another source,

confirms my belief in Mr. Pinkerton's statement; therefore, unless there

are some other reasons than a fear of ridicule, I am disposed to carry

out Mr. Judd's plan."

Judge Davis turned to the others, and said:

"That settles the matter, gentlemen."

"So be it," exclaimed Col. Sumner. "It is against my judgment, but I

have undertaken to go to Washington with Mr. Lincoln, and I shall do

it."

Mr. Judd endeavored in vain to convince the gallant old soldier that

every additional person only added to the risk, but the fiery spirit of

the veteran was aroused and debate was useless.

Having arranged the matter thus satisfactorily the party, at about four

o'clock in the afternoon, repaired to the dining-room for dinner.

All the preliminaries had now been successfully arranged. The special

train, ostensibly to take the officers of the railroad company back to

Philadelphia, was waiting upon a side track just outside of the town.

The telegraph operators had performed their work admirably. Walking out

of the city nearly two miles, Mr. Wynne climbed the poles and placing

fine copper ground wires upon the regular lines, the city was soon

entirely isolated from her neighbors. No message could possibly be sent

from Harrisburg, and the capital of Pennsylvania was cut off temporarily

from the rest of the world.

The preparations in Philadelphia had also been fully made. Mrs. Warne

had succeeded in engaging the rear half of a sleeping-car for the

accommodation of her invalid brother, and that portion of the car was to

be entirely separated from the rest by a curtain, so arranged that no

one in the forward part of the car would be aware of the occupants of

the same coach.

In order to detain the Baltimore train until the arrival of Mr. Lincoln,

the conductor was directed not to start his train until he received

personal instructions to that effect from Mr. H. F. Kinney, the

superintendent, who would hand him an important parcel, which President

Felton desired should be delivered early on the following morning to Mr.

E. J. Allen at Willard's Hotel, in Washington. (E. J. Allen was the

nom-de-plume I generally used when on detective operations.)

At a quarter to six o'clock everything was in readiness. A carriage was

in waiting at the side entrance of the hotel, and the entire party were

still at the table. A message was delivered to the President by Mr.

Nicolay, and upon receiving it, he immediately arose, and, accompanied

by Mr. Curtin, Mr. Lamon and Mr. Judd, he left the dining-room. Mr.

Lincoln exchanged his dinner dress for a traveling suit, and soon

returned with a shawl upon his arm and a soft felt hat protruding from

his coat pocket.

The halls, stairways and pavement were filled with a mass of people,

who, seeing the President in company with the Governor, at once imagined

that they were going to the executive mansion, where a reception was to

be held in the evening.

Mr. Judd whispered to Mr. Lamon to proceed in advance, adding:

"As soon as Mr. Lincoln is in the carriage, drive off."

As the party, consisting of Mr. Lincoln, Governor Curtin, and Mr. Lamon,

entered the carriage, Col. Sumner attempted to follow them, but Mr. Judd

gently put his hand upon the old gentleman's shoulder, and as he turned

quickly around to inquire what was wanted, the carriage was driven

rapidly away.

[Illustration: "_The party, consisting of Mr. Lincoln, Governor Curtin

and Mr. Lamon, entered the carriage._" P. 94.]

Thus far everything had passed off admirably, and in a short time Mr.

Lincoln was upon the special train, accompanied only by Mr. Lamon and

the railroad officials, and speeding along toward Philadelphia.

Without accident the party arrived at the Quaker City shortly after ten

o'clock, where I was waiting with a carriage, in company with Mr.

Kinney. Without a word Mr. Lincoln, Mr. Lamon and myself entered the

vehicle, while Mr. Kinney seated himself alongside of the driver, and we

proceeded directly to the depot of the Philadelphia, Wilmington and

Baltimore Railroad.

Driving up to the sidewalk on Carpenter street, and in the shadow of a

tall fence, the carriage was stopped and the party alighted. As we

approached the train, Mrs. Warne came forward, and, familiarly greeting

the President as her brother, we entered the sleeping-car by the rear

door without unnecessary delay, and without any one being aware of the

distinguished passenger who had arrived.

A carefully inclosed package, which resembled a formidable official

document, but which contained only some neatly folded daily papers, was

placed in the hands of the unsuspecting conductor--the whistle sounded,

and soon the train was in motion, whirling on towards the capital of the

nation.

So carefully had all our movements been conducted, that no one in

Philadelphia saw Mr. Lincoln enter the car, and no one on the train,

except his own immediate party--not even the conductor, knew of his

presence, and the President, feeling fatigued from the labors and the

journeys of the day, at once retired to his berth.

In order to prevent the possibility of accident, I had arranged with my

men a series of signals along the road. It was barely possible that the

work of destroying the railroad might be attempted by some reckless

individuals, or that a suspicion of our movements might be entertained

by the conspirators, and therefore, the utmost caution must be observed.

As the train approached Havre de Grace, I went to the rear platform of

the car, and as the train passed on a bright light flashed suddenly upon

my gaze and was as quickly extinguished, and then I knew that thus far

all was well.

From this point all the way to Baltimore, at every bridge-crossing these

lights flashed, and their rays carried the comforting assurance "All's

Well!"

We reached Baltimore at about half-past three o'clock in the morning,

and as the train rumbled into the depot an officer of the road entered

the car and whispered in my ear the welcome words "All's Well!"

The city was in profound repose as we passed through. Darkness and

silence reigned over all. Perhaps, at this moment, however, the reckless

conspirators were astir perfecting their plans for a tragedy as infamous

as any which has ever disgraced a free country--perhaps even now the

holders of the _red_ ballots were nerving themselves for their part in

the dreadful work, or were tossing restlessly upon sleepless couches.

Be that as it may, our presence in Baltimore was entirely unsuspected,

and as the sleeping-car in which we were, was drawn by horses through

the streets from the Philadelphia, Wilmington and Baltimore depot, until

we reached the Washington station, no sign of life was apparent in the

great slumbering city. At the depot, however, a number of people were

gathered, awaiting the arrival and departure of the various trains, and

here the usual bustle and activity were manifested.

We were compelled to remain here fully two hours, owing to the detention

of the train from the West, and during that time, Mr. Lincoln remained

quietly in his berth, joking with rare good humor with those around him.

Ever and anon some snatches of rebel harmony would reach our ears, as

they were rather discordantly sung by the waiting passengers in and

around the depot. "My Maryland" and "Dixie" appeared to be the

favorites, and once, after an intoxicated individual had roared through

one stanza of the latter song, Mr. Lincoln turned quietly and rather

sadly to me and said:

"No doubt there will be a great time in Dixie by and by."

How prophetic his words were, the succeeding years too fully proved.

At length the train arrived and we proceeded on our way, arriving in

Washington about six o'clock in the morning. Mr. Lincoln wrapped his

traveling shawl about his shoulders, and in company with Mr. Lamon,

started to leave the car. I followed close behind, and on the platform

found two of my men awaiting our arrival. A great many people were

gathered about the depot, but Mr. Lincoln entirely escaped recognition,

until as we were about leaving the depot, Mr. Washburne, of Illinois,

came up and cordially shook him by the hand.

The surprise of this gentleman was unbounded, and many of those standing

around, observing his movements, and the tall form of Mr. Lincoln

exciting curiosity, I feared that danger might result in case he was

recognized at this time. I accordingly went up to them hurriedly, and

pressing between them whispered rather loudly:

"No talking here!"

Mr. Washburne gazed inquiringly at me, and was about to resent my

interference, when Mr. Lincoln interposed:

"That is Mr. Pinkerton, and everything is all right."

Thus satisfied, Mr. Washburne quickly led the way to a carriage in

waiting outside, where we met Mr. Seward, who warmly greeted the

President, and then the party were rapidly driven down Pennsylvania

Avenue to Willard's Hotel--I following closely behind them with my men,

in another vehicle.

[Illustration: "_The safe arrival at Washington._" P. 98.]

On his arrival at the hotel Mr. Lincoln was warmly greeted by his

friends, who were rejoiced at his safe arrival, and leaving him in the

hands of those whose fealty was undoubted, I withdrew, and engaged

temporary quarters at another hotel.

During the forenoon I received a note from Mr. Lincoln requesting an

interview, and received his warm expressions of thankfulness for the

part I had performed in securing his safety, after which, finding that

my object had been fully accomplished, I took the train and returned to

Baltimore.

Here I found the utmost excitement prevailing. The news of the safe

arrival of Mr. Lincoln had already reached there, and a general

sentiment of rage and disappointment pervaded the entire circle of

conspirators and secessionists. I lost no time in securing an interview

with Howard, and learned from him the particulars attendant upon the

discovery that Mr. Lincoln had outwitted his enemies and was now safely

quartered in Washington. Finding that their plans had been discovered,

and fearing that the vengeance of the government would overtake them,

the leading conspirators had suddenly disappeared. All their courage and

bravado was gone, and now, like the miserable cowards that they were,

they had sought safety in flight.

A curious episode occurred at Harrisburg immediately after the

departure of Mr. Lincoln from that city. Two newspaper correspondents

connected with prominent New York journals had accompanied the party

from Springfield, and had faithfully noted the incidents which had

occurred upon the journey. As soon as the train which carried Mr.

Lincoln away from Harrisburg was on its way, a gentlemanly individual,

_well-known to me_, went to the room occupied by these journalists, and

found them engaged in preparations to witness the further proceedings of

the presidential party.

The visitor quickly informed the gentlemen that Mr. Lincoln had left the

city and was now flying over the road in the direction of Washington,

which he would no doubt reach in the morning. This was the signal for

renewed activity, and both gentlemen hastily arose, and, grasping their

hats, started for the door. Their visitor however, was too quick for

them, and standing before the door with a revolver in each hand, he

addressed them: "You cannot leave this room, gentlemen, without my

permission!"

"What does this mean?" inquired one of the surprised gentlemen, blinking

through his spectacles.

"It means that you cannot leave this room until the safety of Mr.

Lincoln justifies it," calmly replied the other.

"I want to telegraph to the _Herald_," said the second

correspondent--"what is the use of obtaining news if we cannot utilize

it?"

"You cannot utilize anything at present, gentlemen. The telegraph will

not be of any service to you, for the wires are all down, and Harrisburg

will be separated from the rest of the world for some hours yet."

"When do you propose to let us out?" humbly asked one.

"Well, I'll tell you, gentlemen. If you will sit down calmly, and bide

your time and mine, I will make matters interesting for you, by

informing you all about this flank movement on the Baltimoreans."

Their indignation and fright subsided at once, and they quietly sat

down. Refreshments were sent for, and soon the nimble pencils of the

reporters were rapidly jotting down as much of the information as was

deemed advisable to be made public at that time. After they had heard

all, they prepared their dispatches for New York, both correspondents

writing long and interesting accounts of the affair.

When daylight dawned, and the gladsome tidings had been received that

Mr. Lincoln was safe, these knights of the quill were liberated, and,

rushing to the telegraph offices, which were now in running order again,

the news was transmitted to New York and in less than an hour the types

were being set which would convey to the public the startling news of

the discovered conspiracy, and the manner in which the conspirators had

been outwitted.

As the later train arrived at Baltimore, I went to the depot and found

the remaining members of the President's party, who also brought Mrs.

Lincoln with them.

Mr. Judd was jubilant at the success of the adventure, but Col. Sumner

had not yet recovered his good humor. I have no doubt, however, that Mr.

Lincoln succeeded in placating his irascible friend, and I know that in

the bloody scenes which followed Col. Sumner bore an honorable and

courageous part.

Thus ends the narration of this important episode in one of the most

interesting epochs of the country's history, and a truthful record has

been given. Exaggerated stories and unauthorized statements have been

freely made with regard to this journey of Mr. Lincoln. The caricaturist

has attempted to throw ridicule upon the great man who now sleeps in a

martyr's grave. A silly story of his being disguised in a Scotch cap and

plaid obtained a temporary currency, but the fact remains that Mr.

Lincoln, as a gentleman, and in the company of gentlemen, successfully

passed through the camp of the conspirators and reached in safety the

capital of the country.

Now the war is ended. Peace reigns throughout the borders of the great

Republic. And when, during the last dying throes of the rebellion, this

great man was stricken down by the hand of an assassin, North and South

alike united in lamenting his death, and in execrating the damnable

deed and its reckless perpetrators.

I had informed Mr. Lincoln in Philadelphia that I would answer with my

life for his safe arrival in Washington, and I had redeemed my pledge.

[Illustration: A CAMP SONG.]

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