Part 4 (1/2)
A swift steamer was to be stationed in Chesapeake Bay, with a boat awaiting upon the sh.o.r.e, ready to take the a.s.sa.s.sin on board as soon as the deed was done, and convey him to a Southern port, where he would be received with acclamations of joy and honored as a hero.
The question to be decided this evening was: ”Who should do the deed?”
”Who should a.s.sume the task of liberating the nation of the foul presence of the abolitionist leader?” For this purpose the meeting had been called to-night, and to-night the important decision was to be reached.
It was finally determined that ballots should be prepared and placed in a box arranged for that purpose, and that the person who drew a _red_ ballot should perform the duty of a.s.sa.s.sination.
In order that none should know who drew the fatal ballot, except he who did so, the room was rendered still darker, and every one was pledged to secrecy as to the color of the ballot he drew. The leaders, however, had determined that their plans should not fail, and doubting the courage of some of their number, instead of placing but _one red ballot_ in the box, they placed _eight_ of the designated color, and these eight ballots were drawn--each man who drew them believing that upon him, his courage, strength and devotion, depended the cause of the South--each supposing that he alone was charged with the execution of the deed.
After the ballots had been drawn the President again addressed the a.s.sembly. He violently a.s.sailed the enemies of the South, and in glowing words pointed out the glory that awaited the man who would prove himself the hero upon this great occasion, and finally, amid much restrained enthusiasm, the meeting adjourned, and their duties had thus far been accomplished.
My time for action had now arrived; my plans had been perfected and I resolved to act at once. Taking Mrs. Warne with me I reached New York city on the same day that the presidential party arrived there, and leaving Mrs. Warne to perfect arrangements, I proceeded at once to Philadelphia. That evening Mrs. Warne repaired to the Astor House and requested an interview with Mr. Judd. Her request being granted, Mrs.
Warne informed that gentleman, that, fearing to trust the mail in so important a matter, she had been delegated by me to arrange for a personal interview, at which all the proofs relating to the conspiracy could be submitted to him. It was suggested that immediately after the arrival of the party in Philadelphia, I should inform Mr. Judd of my plans for an interview, and that he would be governed accordingly.
While they were conversing, Col. E. S. Sandford, President of the American Telegraph Company, called, and was introduced by Mrs. Warne to Mr. Judd. This gentleman had been made fully acquainted with what I had learned, and had promised all the a.s.sistance within his power, and he accordingly tendered to Mr. Judd his own personal service and the unlimited use of the telegraph lines under his control, for any communications he might desire to make.
On arriving at Philadelphia, I proceeded directly to the office of Mr.
Felton, and acquainted him with all the information I had received, of the designs of the conspirators with regard to Mr. Lincoln, and of their intention to destroy the railroad should their plot be successful. The situation was truly alarming, and cautious measures were absolutely necessary. It was therefore resolved to obtain an interview with Mr.
Lincoln, submit the facts to him, and be governed by his suggestions, whatever they might be.
This interview took place on the 20th day of February, and Mr. Lincoln was expected to arrive on the following day. Great preparations had been made for his reception, and the military, of which Philadelphia was justly proud, were to escort the President-elect from the depot to the Continental Hotel, where quarters had been engaged for him, and where he would receive the congratulations of the people.
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 Was.h.i.+ngton._
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 pa.s.sed 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 ma.s.s 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 a.s.sumed 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 Was.h.i.+ngton 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 mult.i.tude 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.