Die Ermordung von Abraham Lincoln: Flucht, Verfolgung, Erfassung und Bestrafung der Verschwörer. Rechtsakt war - zu einem Ende. In einem persönlichen Inter- view mit Luft. Hawk beschrieb er die Szene auf thestage: Frau Muzzey, in der Rolle von Frau Mountchcsington, der gerade entdeckt, dass Asa Trcnchard - mein Teil - war nicht der Mann von Reichtum sie, an-grily Gcorgina auf ihre Tochter, die Teil von MayHart, sagen: Gehen Sie auf Ihr Zimmer gemacht hatte; sie können Sie auf yourroom auf einmal! Dann, zu mir, sie sagte: Sir, itis Ebene gesehen werden, die Sie nicht gewöhnt sind gute Gesellschaft zu mannersof. Dann turne

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The assassination of Abraham Lincoln : flight, pursuit, capture, and punishment of the conspirators . act was drawing- to a close. In a personal inter-view with Air. Hawk he described the scene upon thestage: Mrs. Muzzey, in the role of Mrs. Mountchcsington, having just discovered that Asa Trcnchard—my part—was not the man of wealth she supposed, had turned an-grily to her daughter Gcorgina, the part taken by MayHart, saying: Go to your room; you may go to yourroom at once! Then, turning to me, she said: Sir, itis plain to be seen you are not accustomed to mannersof good society. Then she turned haughtily and madeher exit on the left, leaving me alone, and looking afterher. My lines were: Society, eh? Well, I guess I knowenough to turn you inside out, old woman, you darnedold sockdologing man-trap! I was looking up at thePresidents box as I repeated the lines, and the words hadbarely left my lips and the shouts of laughter wereringing, when the shot sounded through the house. The last words that President Lincoln ever heard wereprobably those that fell from the lips of Harry Hawk.. The assassins view, in his fliffht, of the murdered Lincoln. The treeunder which the victim stands contains numerous portraits of him. CHAPTER III. DEATH OF THE PRESIDENT, AND THE TAKING OF THEOATH OF OFFICE OF HIS SUCCESSOR. The first shock of the tragedy had hardly abated whenthere was an almost spontaneous call for and impulse torender aid to the President, especially by the medicalprofession present. Dr. Charles Taft gives his recollections of that event-ful night in a letter to the author, dated March i, 1900: I was in the theater when Mr. Lincoln was shot, andwas in uniform. When a call for a surgeon was made, I fought my way to the stage and was lifted up into thebox by the people underneath. Two army paymastershad already entered the box from the dress circle, andhad ordered the Presidents carriage, to take him to theWhite House. As soon as I had located the wound, justbehind th

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