Death of John Wilkes Booth
ing?, but public opinion was privately expressed in terms of indignation. Tho captain having disclaimed all responsibility, it was no use wasting Indignation on bun, or blaming the cook, who was in a state of anguish because justice was not done to tho fruits of his labor. After rolling all night in their berths, nobody cared for a fresh roll lor a breakfast. But the Committee were responsible. They ought to havo engaged a vessel of steady habits. Fortunately for tho Committee they were too bilious themselves to attend attend to these complaints, and it was no use their taking anything to heart for they oould keep nothing on thoir stomachs. At laBt land same to our relief.the sight of whioh had a sodativo effect on our festive craft Sho stopped rolling rolling and pttohing, the passengers reoovfted their appetites, appetites, forgave too Committee, held a congratulatory meeting, pitched into the piano, sang "Victory at last," and prepared to take Fort Sumter and do Charleston. How wo did it, I'll proceed to tell you on Monday. Your's once again, Oobui O'Lakos. . JOHN WILKES BOOTH. Graphic Description of bis Capture, Last moments, moments, Death and Strange Burial. A brief; account of the ohase after Booth, and of his being tracked to Garrett's Farm, Caroline County, whero ho was surrounded in a barn in which ho and his accomplice Harold had taken refuge; refuge; of his death and tho capture of his accomplice, has already appeared in theso columns. Tho following very graphic description of the capture and of tho last moments and burial of tho wretched man is given by a correspondent of tho New York World: QN GUARD, Tho trcope, Dismounted, were stationed at regular intervals intervals around it, and ten yards distant at every point, fonr special guards placed to command tho door, aud all with weapons in supple preparation, wkilo Baker and Conger went direot to the door. It had a padlock upon it. and tho key of this Bakor Bocurod at once. In the interval of silenco that ensued, the rustling of planks and straw was heard inside, as of persons rising from Bleep. A PAULEY. At tho same moment Bakor hailed: "To tho persoDB in this barn, I havo a proposal to make; wo are about to send in to you the son of tho man inywhoso custody you aro found. Either surrender to bnn your arms and then give yourselves up, or we'll set fire to the place. Wo mean to take you both, or to havo a bonfire and a shooting match." No answer came to this of any kind. The lad, John M. Garrett, who wub in deadly fear, waB hero pushed through tho door by a Midden opening of it, and immediately immediately Lieutenant Baker locked tho door on tho outside. outside. The boy was heard to Blato his appeal in au under tone. Booth replied: "D nyou. Get out of here. You havo botrayed mol" At the aame timo he placed his hand in his pocket as for a piBtol. A remoiiS'ranoo followed, but the boy tdipped on end over tho reopened portal, reporting that his eriand bad tailed, and that bo dared not enter again. At this timo tho candle brought from tho houso to tho barn was burning close besldo tho two doteotivos, rendoring it easy for ony ono within to have shot them dead. This observed, the light was cautiously removed, and everybody took care to keop out of its reileotion. By this timo the crisis of tho position was at hand, tho cavalry exhibited very variable inclinations, some to run away, others to shoot Booth without a summons, but oil excited and fitfully silent. At tho housa near by tho femalo folks were seen collected in tho doorway, and Uio necessities of tho caso provoked prompt conclusions. Tho boy was placed at a remote point, and tho summons repeated by Baker: "You must surrender inside thero. Give up your arms and appear. Thero is no chaneo for escape, Wo give you five minutes to make up your mind. " A bold, clarion reply camo from wilhiu, so strong as to be heard at the house door: "Who aro yon, and what do you want with U6?" Baker again urged: "We want you to dolivcr up your armB and become our prisoners." "But who are you 1" hallooed tho same strong voicD. Bakor "That mokes no difference. We know who you sre, and wo want you. Wo havo hero fltty mon, armed with carbines and piBtols. You counot escape." Thero was a long pauBC, and then Booth said: "Captain, "Captain, this is a hard case, I swear. Perhaps I am being taken by my own friends." No reply from tho detectives, detectives, Booth "Well, givo us a little timo to consider." Baker "Very well. Tako time." Hero enBued a long and eventful pauso. What thronging thronging momones it brought to Booth, wo can onlyguoss, In this llltlo interval ho made tho resolve to die. Hut lie waB cool and steady to the end. Baker, after a lapse, hailed for the last time. " Well, we havo waited long enough; surrender your arms and como out, or we'll fire tho barn," Booth answered 'thus: "I am but a cripple, a one - legged man. Withdraw your forces ono hundred yards from tho door, and I will como. Givo mo a chance for my life, captain. I will never bo taken alivo." Baker" We did not come hero to fight, but to cap ture you. I Bay again, appear, or tho barn shall bo fired." Then, with a long breath,, which could be heard outside, outside, Booth cried in sudden calmness still iuvlsibio, as were to him his enemies: "Well, then, my bravo boys, prepare a stretcher for me." Thero was a pause repeated, broken by low discus - bIodb within betwecu Booth aud his associate, the former former saying, as if in answor to some lomonBtranco or appeal, appeal, "Get away irom me. You aro a dd coward, and mean to leavo mo in distress; but go, go. I don't want you to stay. I won't havo you Btay." Then he shouted loud: " There's a man inside who wants to surrender." Baker "Let him come, if ho will bring his arms." Hero Harold, rattling at the door, Baid: " Lot mo out; open tho door; Iwanttosuvreudor." Baker" Hand out your arms, thou," Harold "I havo not got any." Baker" You ore tho man who carried tho carbine yesterday; bring it out." Harold "I haven't got any." This was Baid in a whining tono, and with an almost visible shiver. Booth cried aloud, at this hesitation: "Ho hasn't got any arms; theyaro mino, and I havo kept them," Baker" Well, ho carried the carbine, and must bring it out." Booth "On tho word and honor of a gentleman, ho has no armB with him. They are mino and I hare got thcrii." At this timo Harold was quito up to tho door, within whispering distance of Baker. Tho latter told him to put out his hands to be handcuffed, at the samo timo drawing open the door a littio diBtance. Harold thrust forth his hands, when Bakor, seizing him, jorked him into the night, and straightway delivored him over to a deputation of cavalrymen. Tho fellow bogauto talk of his innocenco and plead so noisily that Congor threatened threatened to gag him unless ho ceased. Then Booth mado hie last appeal, in tho some clear, unbroken voice : " Captain, give mo a chance. Draw oil your men and I will fight thom singly. I could havo killed you six times to - night, but I believe you to bo a bravo man, and would not murder you. Give a ianio man a show." It was too late for parley. All this timo Booth's voico had sounded from the middle of tho barn. THE BABN BEI OK SHtB. ThcinBido of the bam was hero fired. Behind tho blazo with his eyes to a crack in tho wall, Wilkes Booth was Been standing upright upon a crutoh. At last ho turned and mado for tho doer, carbiuo in poise, with tho last resolve ot death set upon his high, bloodless forehead.) forehead.) DEATH. And so he dashed, intent to cxpiro not unaccompanied. A disobedient ser jeunt at an eye - hole drew upon him the fatal bead. The barn was all glorious with conflagration conflagration and in the beautiful ruin this outlawed man atrode like all that we know ci wicked valor, stern ia the faco of death. A shock, a shout, a gathering up of his eplendid figuro as if to overtip tho stature God gave him, and John Wilkes Booth fell headlong to the floor, lying thero in a heap, a littio life remaining. But no. "HohaBshothimselfl" criod Baker, unaware of tho sourco of tho report, and rushing in, he grasped his arms to guard against any feiut or strategy. A momedt convinced convinced him that further struggle with theprono. flesh was. useless. Booth did not move, nor breetn'o, nor. gasp. Conger and two sergeantB now entercd.onJUalanirup tho body, they bore it in haste from the advonajlelflomo, and laid it without upon the grass, all fresh wun hcarenly "Water," cried Congor, '.bring water." dew. When this was dashed Into his fac?, he revived o moment moment and Btirred his lips. Baker put bis ear closo down and heard him say: "Tell mothor - and die - for my country." They Rfted him agin, the fire encroaching in hotness uponthemand placed him on tho porch beforo tho, dwelling. ' THE DYLNQ MUHDEBEli. A mattrasB was brought down, on which thoy placed him and propped his head, and gave blra wator and brandy. Tho women of the household joined meantime meantime by another son, who bad boen found in ono of tho corn - cribs, watching, aa ho said, to boo that Booth and Harold did not Bteal tho horses, wero norvous, but prompt to do tho dying man all kindness, although waived Bternly back by tho detectives. Thoy dipped a rag in brandy and water, and this being put between Booth's teeth ho sucked it greedily. When ho was able to articulate again, ho muttered to Mr. Baker the samo words, with an addenda. "Toll mother I died for my country. I thought I did for the beat." Baker repeated thiB, saying at tho samo timo, "Booth, do I repeat it correctly." Booth nodded his head. By this tinis tho grayness of dawn was approaching; moving figures Inquisitively Inquisitively coming near, were to bo soon distinctly, and Uio cocks began to crow gutturally, though tho barn by this time wsb a hulk of blazo and ashos, sending toward toward the seninth a spiral lino of denso smoke. Tho women becarno Importunate at this timo that tho troops might be ordered to extinguish the flro, which was spreading towards their precious corn - cribs. Not even death could banish tho call of interest. Soldiers wero sent to put out tho flro, and Booth relieved relieved of the bustlo around him, drew near to death apace. Twice ho was heard to Bay, " kill me, kill me." HiB lips often moved, but could complete no approciablo sound. He made once a motion which the qulok eye of Conger understood to mean that hiB throat pained him. Conger put bis finger thero, when the dying man attempted attempted to cough, but only caused tho blood at his psr. forated nk to flow more lively. Ho bled very little, although shot quite through, boneath and behind his ears, his collar being severed on both sidcB. A soldier bad been dispatched for a doctor, bat tho route and tto return were quito six miles, and tho sinner sinner was sinking fast. The womon still made efforts to see idm but were rebuffed.and all tho brandy thoycoukl find was demanded by tho assassin, who mttloncd for string drink every two minutes. Ho mado frequent desires to be turned over, not by speech, but by gesture, gesture, and ho was alternately' placed upon his baok, belly and side. His tremendous vitality evidenced Itself al - most - rhlraonlously. Now and then his heart would cease to throb, and hit pnlse would be as cold as a doad man's. Directly life would begin anew, the face would flush up cffnlgenUy, the eyes open and brighten, and soon relapsing; stillness re - asserted, would agaii be dispossesaed:,by the same magnificent triumph of man over mortality. Finally tho fussy little doctor arrived, in tune to - be Useless - He profeM the wound to see if the ball were not In it, and. shook bis head sagely and talked learnedly.' ' A LAST BEQUEST. ' Just at his coming Booth bad asked to hare his hands raised and shown him. Thoy were so paralyzed that ho did not know their location. Whon they ware displayed he muttered, with a sad lethargy, "Useless, useless." These were the last words he ever uttered. As ho bo - Sn to die the sun roso and threw beams into all tho ie - tops. It was of a man's height when tho etrugglo of death twitched and fingered in tho fading bravo's face. His Jaw drew spasmodically and obliquely downward downward ; his eyeballs rolled toward his feet, and began to swell; lividness, like a horrible shadow, fastened upon biro, and, with a sort of gurgle and Budden ohook, ho stretched bis foet and threw his head baok and gave up the ghost. BACKWABD. They sewed him up in a saddle blanket. This was bis ehroud; too like a soldier's. Harold, meantlmo, had been tied to a tree, but was now !roleasod for tho march. Colonel Conger, pushed on immediately for Washington; tho cortege was to follow. Booth's only armB wero his carbine, knife, and two revolvers. They found about him bills of exchango, Canada money, and a diary. A venerable old negro living in tho vicinity bod the misfortune to possess a horse, This horse was a relic of former generations, and showed by his protruding protruding libs the general leanness of the land. He moved in an eccentrlo amble, and whon put upon his speed was generally run backward. To this old negro's borBe was harnessed a very shaky and absurd wagon, which rattled like approaching dissolution, and eaoh part of it ran without any connection or corrospondonco with any other part. It had no tail - board, and its shafts were sharp as famine; and into this mimicry of a vehlilo tho murderer was to bo Bent to tho Potomac rivor, while the man ho had murdered was moving in state across tht mourning continent, The old negro geared up hi s wagen by means of a sot of fossil harness, and whon it was backed to Garrett's porch, tbey laid within it the discolored discolored corpse. Tho corpso was tied with ropes around tho legs and made fast to tho wagon sides. Harold's Harold's legs wero tied to stirrups, and he was placed in the ceutro of four murderous looking cavalrymen. The two sodb of Garrett were also taken along, despite tho sobs and petitions of the old lolks and womon, but tho robol captain who bad given Booth a lift, got off amidst tho night's agitations, and was not rearrested. So movod tho cavalcado of relribution, with death In its midst, along the road to Port Royal. Whon the wagon Btarted, Booth's wound, till nowscarooly dribbling, began to run anew. It fell through tho crack of tho wagon, dripping upon the axle, and Bpotting tho road with terriblo wafers! slamed tho planks and soaked tho blankets; aud tho old negro, at a stoppage, dabbled his hands in it by mistake; ho drew back instantly, with a Bhuddor and stided expletive, expletive, "Gor - r - r, dat'll never como off in tho world; it's murderer's blood," Ho wrung hit hands, and looked imploringly at tho officers, and shuddered again : "Qor - r, I wouldn't have dat on mo fur lousand, tousand dollars." Tho progress of tho team was slow, with frequout daugor of shipwreck altogether, but toward uoou tho cortege filed through Port Itoyal, whero tho oitizens camo out to aek tho matter, and why a mau'a body, covored with sombre blankots, was going by with so great escort. They wero told tbayt was a wounded confederate and so held their tongues. Tho littio ferry agaiu in requisition requisition took them over by squads, and thoy puahod from Port Conway to Bell Plain, which thoy reached in tho middlo of the afternoon. All tho way the blood drinblod from tho corpso in a slow, incessant, sanguino oxuda - tion. The old negro was niggardly dismissed with two paper dollars, tho dead man untied and cast upou tho vesEefs deck, Bteam gotten up in a littio whilo, aud tho broad Potomac Bhorcs saw this skeleton Bhip Hit bv, as tho bloody sunUirew gashes and blots of unhoalthy iight along Ibo Bilver surfaco., HAnoLD. All tho way associate with tho carcase, went Harold, shuddering in bo grim companionship, and iu tho awakened feais of his own approaching ordeal, beyond which it loomed already, the goBsainor fabric of a scaffold, scaffold, He tried to talk for his own exoneration, saying he had ridden, as was his wont, beyond tho East Branch, aud returning, fouud Booth wouuded, who bogged bogged him to bo his companion. Of his orimo ho kuow nolbiug, so ho.p him God, &c But nobody listonod to him. AU interest of crime, courago and retribution centeicd in tho dead flesh at his loot. At Washington, high and low turned out to look on Booth. Only a few were permitted to boo his corpso for tho purposes of recognition. It was fairly p - esorved, though on ono Bide of tho faco distorted, aud looking hluo like death, and wildly bandit like, as if beaten by avenging winds. WHERE BOOTH LIES. Yesterday the Secretary of War, without instructions or any kind, cemmitted to Colonel Lafayette C. Baker, of fho secret scrv ce, tho stark corpso of J. Wilkes Booth. Tho secret son ico never fulfilled its volition moro bo - crotively. "What havo you dono with the body?" Baid I to Baker. "That is known" ho answored "to only one man living besides myself, It is gono. I will not tell you whero. Tho only man who kuows is sworn to alienee. , Never till tho groat trumpeter comos Bhall tho gravo of Booth be discovered." Aud this is true. Last night, tho 27th of April, a small row boat received received tho carcaes of tho murderer; two men wcro in it; (hey carried tho mon off in tho darkness, aud out of that darkness it will nevor return. In tho darknesB, liko bis great crime, moy it remain forever, forever, impalpable, invisible, nodescript, condemned to that worso than damnation, annihilation. Tho river - bc ttom may ooze about it laden with great Bhot and drowning manacles. Tho earth may havo oponod to givo iL that silenco and forgiveness which man will never givo its memory. The fishes may swim around it, or the daises grow white abovo it ; but wo shall never know. Jlvstc' - ious, incomprehensible, unattainable, like the dim times through which we livo and think upon as if we only dreamed them in porturbod ibvor, the assassin of a nation's head rests somewhere in tho elementBand that is all; but if tho indignant Beas or tho profaned turf shall over vomit this corpso from their recesEes, and it receives humano or Christian burial from some who do Hot recognizo it, let tho last words those decaying lips ever uttered be carved abovo them with a dagger, and tell tho history of a young and onco promising lifo useless I Uleleis I Still Another View ol Actors aud Assns. sinatlons. To the ESitor of the Brooklyn Eagle: When we find a question arguod in such a manner that thero appears to bo moro or less orror upon both Bides, wo cannot but feol impelled to givo uttor - anco to a lew wordB of candid and straight - forward reasoning; reasoning; and, in regard to tho present animated discus, sion concerning the theatro and its effects, wo may say without presumption that no ono can bring to tho subject subject moro impartial feelings than does tho writer of this article. Wo nover had a relation, friend or acquaintinco, who waB in any woy connected with tho stage. In early youth wo sometimes witnessed dramatic performances, but Ibey never produced in our mind that absorbiug on - thuBlaEm, or to speak plainly, that infatuation which many aro unable to resist; and whon, on making a public public profeesion of religion, wo tacitly relinquished this class of amusements, we not only did so without regret, but scarcely considered such a renunciation as worthy to be called a sacrifice. Wo ogreo with Dr. Johnson in thinking that thoso plays which havo tho highest literary literary merit aro the worse for being acted, unless such a thing wero possible as that all tho performers Bhould bo equally good, and all ot tho first class. If all tho actors arc mediocre, it iB a complete butchery, and if ono or two bo of extraordinary powers, tho acting of tho rest only appears worse from contrast, and so tho delusion cannot bo lung kept up, except in tho case of a young novice, or a " simple - minded old lady." The remarks of tho Rov. J. B. Thomas, on the effects which theatre - going generally produces on its enthusiastic enthusiastic devotees, aro so truu to nature aud human oxpcriouco that nothing but infatuation or self - interest could load any ono to controvert them. As for such dramas as "Dick Turpin," "Robert Macairc," and others, of whOHO very names we are glad to bo innocent, they Bcem to us Btill more slriking proofs of tho depravity of somo theatrical theatrical managers than of thieves, aud tho only boys who are allowed to witness them aro those who are so wretched wretched as not to have a parent, guardian or Irlond possessed ot commmon sense or common humanity. It is very dieagreeablo to be obliged to say that we thiuk Mr. Thimas mistaken on one point, and that is tho starting pomt, "Tho Stago aud the Aseassln," But ibis idea has been carried to its highest pitch by a mlnistor in Rochester, Rochester, whoso mind must certainly havo baen much excited excited by the dreadful events of tho timo, whon ho prepared prepared his sermon . It is a serious thing to chargo the wbolo mass of a largo body of men with being tho Instigators Instigators and abettors of murder. So oxlraordinary is it to attack a numerous profession because ono member of It has committed a grea't crime, that in on'.er to justify such an attack, we must prove that there la something In that particular profession whioh led iH follower to that crimo. Tho ground taken by tho Rochester minister minister and olicrs, is, that the performance of tragic dramas habituateB men to Bangulnary deeds, and, therfore, prepares prepares them to becomo murderers in reality. Tn nup nnnr mind, it Bepins that wliatevnr truth thero iB in this applies in a much greater degrca to tho audience than to ino lieiiormors, who rarely overflow so much with imagination and enthusiasm as to mistake their own trickeries for realities. Even wero this the general case, wo greatly doubt that it would be BuppoBed of J. W. Booth, It appears by tho testimony oi bis most partial friends that Booth wsb always a careless careless actor, and on indifferent one, in both bcuscs' of tho word, having been drawn to tho stago only by tho dramatic dramatic eminence of hiB fathor and brother, and his own indolent aversion to any moro laborious pursuit, But, when actors aro thus ablo to loso sight of their own identity, for the time, does it impel them to act tragedies tragedies off the atuge as well as upon it? Wo havo no ac - j count of ony pertormer who over throw himself as completely completely into tho charaoter wiich lie was playing as did David Gorrick, and wo are conscious of making a superfluous superfluous remark in mentioning that he was, in private Hie, ono of tho most amiahlo of mon. Tho overflowing benovolence of hiB heart enabled him most thoughtfully, though quaintly, to Bay, in taking loavo of tho stage, " Brother it's all, with equal iovo I viow Tho men who slew me, and tho men I slew." Rhetoric may do or attempt what it pleases, but facts will persist in asserting that, numerous and palpable ai aro the faults of theatrical people in general, murderoui ferocity Is the last with which thoy can truthfully bo charged, anA that they aro far more given to too much frivolity than to deep and dark design, As for Booth, that, aa far as to account for, not to excuse, his frightful deed, ho was a man of unBound mind, his preposterous scheme ol carrying off President Lincoln as a prisoner, to tho Bouth, would be Bufflcient to prove this, without anything else, We could conscientiously say much in regard to tho dangerouB tendencies of dramatic pursuits, and, at any ordinary eeason, would acknowledge to no cauBo to bar us irom dping bo but now, when the whole theatrical profession is suffering from tho effects of one man's frantic deed, and when every individual in it must share tho humiliation of an act whoBo guilt he never partook now is tho very timo above all others, when tho voico of high - soulcd magnanlrnity, and tho holier commands of a blessed rolinion, hid us to forbear eur censures I There is enough of undeserved suffering conneoted with this matter in tho agonies of tho assassin's heartbroken heartbroken relatives, and in the distress of many a poor "stock actor's" family, whom this event has, for a time, deprived of the meanB of subsistence. Our own present wish would be to aaBuro play - actors that It is not necessary necessary for them to be profligates, and that no Btamp of destiny marks them out for desperadoes. And we wish also to convince them that tho professed followers of Christ do not rejoice at their misfortunes, or wiih to add to their mortifications, but aro even willing to step forward, forward, without any other moUvethanthatof Christian charity, to deprecate tho injustice dono to thom by au unrcfiectlve zeal II. W. Bbooklih, April 27. Eemotal. The office of the Provost - Mar - Bhal of the Second District, No, 20 Grand street, will remove on Monday next, tho Board of Enrollment having received orders to transact what further business they have on hand at the office ofthe Third District, No 230 Washington street, WeBtern District. ,It is ro - portei that the business of the First District offlco will be transacted at the same place.