Halleck... (Slaps his face.) Take that, poltroon, my legal tender,

And show how brave you play your own defender.

Abraham...

[They clinch and have a savage set-to.]
My rabid Lords,

It grieves me sore to see this cruel sport,
Strewing blood and hair about my virtuous court.
Most vicious mastiffs,

D. of Y....

I pray you both, preserve your strength;
You'll need it all on ropes, at length.

Chandler...

Let them fight.

I admire the pluck they're now begetting;

It so pleaseth me to see blood-letting.

See the claret; good Lord, how Stanton reels,

And Halleck chucks him out... head, neck and heels.
[Exeunt, actors, drama and all.]

MORAL.

Sad is the moral... brother shouldn't war with brother,
Nor in the Cabinet sho'd they maul each other.

May God in future forbid such exhibitions,
And rid the country of such vile politicians,
Lest they our rights and liberties destroy,
Is the ardent prayer of the Carrier Boy.

FINIS

THE ASSASSINATION

OF

PRESIDENT LINCOLN

AS TOLD BY

CAPTAIN JOHN T. BOLTON,

THEN A LIEUTENANT OF THE PROVOST GUARD IN WASHINGTON, D. C.

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UNIV: SITY

THE ASSASSINATION OF PRESIDENT LINCOLN

AS TOLD BY CAPTAIN JOHN T. BOLTON, THEN A LIEUTENANT

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OF THE PROVOST GUARD IN WASHINGTON, D. C.

HILE in Washington, D. C. last year (1910), attending the banquet given by the Loyal Legion, I visited the house in which President Lincoln died. This was the first time I had been there since the morning of the 15th of April, 1865, when his lifeless body was brought out and placed in the hearse. There is now at this house the "Oldroyd Lincoln Memorial Collection", gathered and owned by Mr. Osborn H. Oldroyd, who is in charge of the building and shows to the numerous visitors the relics and mementos connected with the last days of the great President, and points out the objects and places of interest in the old house made historical by his death.

I was in company with a friend, and while pointing out to him the death-chamber, the position of the bed and how the President lay, Mr. Oldroyd came in behind us, and hearing my remarks to my friends, said to me: "You appear to be pretty well informed." I turned to him with the remark, "I ought to be, I had charge of the dying President the night he was assassinated, and had him brought over to this house." He seemed incredulous, and stated that a number of people had claimed to have taken a prominent part that night. I then told him of my connection with this tragedy and convinced him of the truth of my statements, and he asked me to write for him an account of the assassination as witnessed by me, and the duties I had to perform that night, stating that what I told him supplied missing links in the different accounts which he had been able to gather. Heretofore I had been unwilling