John Wilkes Booth was in the crowd when Abraham Lincoln delivered
one the most famous speeches in American history, his second inaugural. It was
a golden opportunity to eliminate the great oppressor. He regretted not seizing
it. When Richmond fell less than a month late, Booth was in New York. Crushed
by the news, he returned to Washington and was subjected to celebrations and
the news that General Lee had surrendered to General Grant’s army at
Appomattox. It was too much to take and time to act. Perhaps if something could
be done quickly, to throw the government into chaos, the Confederacy would have
one more chance to inflict a devastating blow to the Capital.
Booth was from a family of well-known actors. Here he is pictured next to his brothers Junius Brutus and Edwin (who amazingly once saved Robert Lincoln's life). |
The renowned actor had been working on a plan to kidnap
Lincoln for some time, perhaps six months, and had made contacts south of the Potomac
River where he’d planned a sort of reverse Underground Railroad that would be
used to ferry Lincoln to the deep South. By chance, on Good Friday, Booth
learned that Lincoln and General Grant would be at Ford’s Theatre that night
for a showing of Our American Cousin.
He had only hours to devise a plan. Along with Lewis Powell, David Herold, and
George Atzerodt Booth masterminded a plan whereby Booth would assassinate
Lincoln and Grant at the theatre, Powell would assassinate Secretary of State
William Seward with Herold acting as his guide to the city, and Atzerodt would
assassinate Vice President Andrew Johnson. It would all happen at 10:15 that
evening. The famous actor knew Our
American Cousin well. He knew that the play’s biggest laugh-line, “you sockdologizing old mantrap!” would
occur right around 10:15 and that the laughter in the theatre would provide
enough noise to mask the shot.
The afternoon of the April 14th was a busy one
for Booth. He met up with the innkeeper Mary Surratt and asked her to deliver a
package with his spyglasses to her inn in Maryland for pickup that evening as
well as guns and ammunition that he’d previously stored there. Mary also made
sure there were a couple of bottles of whiskey ready for him. Booth then did preparation
inside of the theater, including storing a plank of wood inside the box Lincoln
and Grant would share. The wood would lock the door behind booth preventing
anyone else from entering. Booth also went to the hotel where Vice President
Johnson was staying and left his calling card with the note, “Don’t wish to
disturb you. Are you home? J. Wilkes Booth.”
Late in the afternoon Booth observed Grant and his wife leaving
town. It was a setback for Booth, but as far as he knew Lincoln still planned
to attend. The night did not go as planned. Atzerodt got drunk and then got cold
feet. At the Seward house, Powell talked his way inside and up to Seward’s
room. Seward’s bodyguard, son, and daughter held off Powell and though there
were substantial injuries, no one died. During the commotion Herold panicked
and abandoned Powell. Not knowing the city well, Powell’s abandonment virtually
assured his capture. Booth had no way to know any of this had happened and when
he accomplished his mission, leapt from the President’s box and shouted “Sic
semper tyrannis!” to the stunned audience he had reason to believe he had
eliminated the President, Vice President, and Secretary of State.
Booth’s theatrical leap from the Lincoln’s box proved costly.
Booth’s boot poetically caught on an American flag draped from the box, he
landed awkwardly breaking his leg. While adrenaline fueled his escape from DC
and in to Maryland where he eventually met up with Herold, his broken leg
slowed their escape which would require a speedy crossing of the Potomac to
safer country. Booth and Herold first went to Dr. Samuel Mudd’s farm where he
received treatment for his leg and crutches. Mudd instructed them to go to seek
help from Captain Samuel Cox whose farm was a difficult journey through the
Maryland swamps. Given Booth’s condition, Mudd recommended a layover at the
home of William Burtles. When Booth and Herold ran in to a free black man named
Oswell Swann who knew the swamps, they paid him to guide them directly to Cox.
Cox brought the fugitives to the man who could get them to Virginia. Thomas
Jones was a sort of Confederate secret agent who specialized in smuggling
people and material across the river during the war. He was in need of money
given the lack of employment opportunity from the Confederate army as well as
the loss of value of the Confederate bonds he’d invested in. Jones hid the men in
a pine thicket for five days, waiting for the right time. During those
mind-numbing days Jones brought them food and, most importantly to Booth,
newspapers. It was here that Booth first realized that the country at large did
not see him as a modern-day William Tell or Brutus, as he fashioned himself,
but as a cold-blooded murderer. He had turned Lincoln in to a martyr.
Booth and Herold hid in the thicket for five days as Union
manhunters swarmed around. Finally, Jones sensed an opportunity and saw them
off in a canoe with instructions on how to proceed. Using candlelight sparingly
to avoid detection, they incredibly rowed the wrong way and after an entire
night rowing ended up back in Maryland. Luckily for the two men, Herold knew
the area and brought them to a sympathetic home where they stayed until the
following night. By the time they reach Virginian soil 9 nights had passed.
The men made their way about 20 miles south to the
Rappahannock River where a few Confederate soldiers helped them cross and then
guided them to Richard Garrett’s farm where they introduced themselves as the
Boyd cousins, Confederate soldiers returning from the battlefield. Thomas Jones
proved to be Booth’s savior after the broken leg setback, but the Confederate
soldiers would be a curse. The Colonel Lafayette Baker’s Sixteenth New York
Cavalry was searching on the Virginia side of the Potomac based on a tip and
made their way to the spot where Booth and Herold had crossed the Rappahannock
the day before. Inquiring about recent crossings Baker learned that two men,
one with a broken leg, crossed the river southbound with three Confederate soldiers
the day before. Baker had no doubt it was Booth and feared he was being protected
by the Confederate army.
By this point Garrett had become highly suspicious of the
so-called Boyd cousins and informed them they would not be welcome after that
night. He relegated them to the barn. That night the Sixteenth thundered past
the Garrett Farm to the village of Bowling Green where they believed they would
find Booth. Instead they found the Confederate soldiers, one of whom, Willie
Jett, betrayed Booth immediately. The Confederates agreed to lead the Cavalry
to Garrett’s farm. Unbeknownst to Booth and Herold, they had been locked inside
the barn by their suspicious host. When the Cavalry arrived Booth and Herold
were trapped and refused to come out. Baker decided to smoke them out and
Herold submitted. However, Booth appeared to want to go down with the ship.
Peering through the barn’s slats Boston Corbett claimed Booth was about to take
a shot and decided to shot first. He delivered the fatal shot.
Booth survived for several hours on the Garrett’s porch. His
last words as he stared at his hands were “useless… useless.”
Surratt, Powell, Herold, and Atzerodt hanging at Fort McNair. |
For their roles in the assassination plot Surratt, Powell,
Herold, and Atzerodt were sentence to death by hanging. Mudd and two others involved
in the planning received life in prison. The man who held Booth’s horse outside
of Ford’s Theater received six years. Thomas Jones kept his secret for 18
years, then wrote a book detailing his role in the escape.
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