from Apr. 23, 1865

Letter to Jane Betts from Harriet Farley, April 23, 1865

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    Handwritten letter to Jane Betts from Harriet Farley, April 23, 1865

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    Handwritten letter to Jane (Young) Metcalf Betts from her aunt, Harriet Farley, in Burr Oak (St. Joseph County, Mich.), April 23, 1865. On the bottom of page one and top of page two, Harriet writes about the shocking news of Abraham Lincoln's death. She describes him as a "A father to his country, a tried friend of humanity". On Sunday, the local community marched from the Methodist church to the depot and had a public gathering with all three ministers present who spoke solemnly. She notes all town flags were draped in black. On Wednesday Elder Lamb gave a discourse at the Baptist house and Mrs. Wiltsie spoke at the schoolhouse. It is unclear if these last two speakers spoke of Lincoln or religious matters. This is a long (4 page) dense, chatty letter about marriages, deaths, family and local news unrelated to Lincoln. Jane (Young) Metcalf Betts and her husband 1) Taber Metcalf, later 2) William Betts, and her son, Irving Metcalf, lived in Burr Oak and Saint Joseph County, Michigan, as did her Aunt Harriet Farley. Irving served in Company D, 11th Michigan Infantry during the Civil War.

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    [Page One]
    Burr Oak [Mich.] Aprl 23, 1865
    Sabbath afternoon
    This is a cold, windy day
    alone by the fire side [crossed out] I have been to church, was at home
    by the fire side, thinking it a favorable time to[inserted] write somewhat
    to Jane & Wm & Evy [Jane, William Betts and Irving Metcalf], I Fancy to myself how you look
    there in your strange home. Have all the surroundings pictured
    out in my mind. I received your letter of the 20th and one
    from Phebe last week. She had not received yours at that time
    the 13th. I presume she has written before this time and given you
    the details of the singular disease which caused the death of
    your Uncle Cotton, a Carbuncle we know must be very distress-
    ing, but seldom proves fatal to life, Aunt Elesta writes
    that he was prostrate almost form the first attack. They had a
    serious time taking care of him 3 weeks. She says he was patient
    through it all. They were feeling anxious about Frank, had not
    heard from him since the last battle. I begin to think more about
    going to see my folks, but life and all earthly things are so
    uncertain we can know but little beyond the present.
    Now I would say something about the shocking event which has
    brought sorrow and mourning to so many hearts, but words seem
    to weak and insignificant to express our individual feelings
    and when we think of a nation bereaved of such a friend
    as Abraham Lincoln! A father to his country, a tried
    friend of humanity, we may only commune with our own
    hearts and be still. Yet there have been efforts made here
    as in other places to manifest the sincere love & great respect
    that is justly due to so noble a man as our late President.
    Last Sabbath an appointment was given out from the people to
    [Page Two]
    to meet at 3 o’clock at the Methodist church, from there
    they marched down to the depot grounds where some preparations
    had been made, the three ministers were present and each made
    a speech appropriate to the occasion, It was truly a solemn time.
    The old flag appeared impressive, draped in black on [inserted] almost every
    house was the emblem of mourning, - On Wednesday the Baptist
    house was crowded tho’ the rain prevented many from
    attending. Elder Lamb gave a discourse as well as he was
    capable of doing. In the evening Mrs. Wiltsie spoke at the
    schoolhouse on the same subject. She had lectured here
    the Friday before, and could not then say when she would
    come again. On Monday afternoon I received a letter from her
    stating that she would be here Wednesday evening, the time
    was short to get notice circulated, no school, so there seemed
    to be no chance to publish the appointment. A donation for
    Elder Douste was to come off that afternoon and evening.
    Under such circumstances we could not expect much-
    However, to our surprise, the house was crowded, more than
    could be seated, a very respectable and attentive audience.
    Even Mr. & Mrs. Phelps, some of the WIllises and many other
    Church members were there. I believe all were astonished.
    The discourse was splendid. Some said she had her subject
    well studied. She solicited bid for the poor soldiers, took
    over twelve dollars, and nine dollars on Friday evening before.
    Now it occurs to my mind I must tell you of another death.
    Isaac Toll’s wife. The gay and musical woman has passed
    from earth to the spirit world.
    [Page Three]
    It is getting late in the evening. I shall not be
    able to finish my letter tonight. My eyes are quite weak.
    They were very sore when my cold was so bad, my health
    is pretty good again, my ear has come to its hearing again.
    Carrie has been over to see me since I commenced writing she
    is very kind and attentive since you left. So is Mrs. Cross
    and all the folks. I shall not seem any time to be lonesome.
    Monday morning [sidewise in the margin]
    Mrs. Ward has bought a cow. I have all the milk that I need, and
    Saturday Carrie churned, got a fine roll of butter. They intend to
    sell the milk in future. Last week was a busy time with me
    had visitors withal, Old Mrs. Vance from Branson staid [sic] with
    me 3 nights, had the Gates one day, came in the morning, and
    Mrs. Perry part of two days, staid [sic] over night, but not with me. I find
    it rather difficult to get up a meal of vituals [sic] in order in my little
    cluttered room, but make out to get along somehow, went over to
    Ward’s to bake bread and pies. Thursday I got time to see some on
    my dress, for the first since you left. Friday did a large wash-
    ing (for me). Saturday finished the dress. It looks nicely, so the
    ladies say, and I think so too. – Now withal[sic] the excitement and
    doings that transpired last week Sarah Jane was married to
    Dorsey. The wedding came off Thursday morning, and they
    started on the cars, for a wedding tour, like other folks.-
    Minta & the Col. Made quite a spread. They invited Mr. & Mrs.
    Schmidt Mr. & Mrs. Parker and their daughter Mrs. Sutton,
    Mr. & Mrs. McDonald, Elder Douste and lady of course, Ell Crane
    and his lady were appointed to wait on the bridal pair, stood up
    with them & etc. Kena was invited. She says everything was very
    nice indeed. But there seems to prevail a general feeling of p8ity for the
    Thoughtless girl.
    [Page Four]
    I don’t think of much more to write just now.
    I read your letter to Father & Mother Betts. They seemed
    to feel some better about you. I was not surprised
    that you had rather a bad time of it at first, expected it
    would be so. We were glad to hear that Evy’s eyes are well.
    When I heard they were sore thought probably it would
    result to the benefit of his general health as I think mine
    did, tho’ I pitied him and you too. I heard from you
    so often the time did not seem long since you wrote
    to me, write when you can conveniently. Father Betts
    talks of sending a bottle of ink, because you write with a
    pencil every time. Charles was at home yet tho’ I heard
    the children don’t mind this cough much, I believe it is
    not the regular whooping cough. Now I think of a little
    more to tell you tho’ not very interesting. George McMellin
    was married [sic] week ago last Sunday to Mrs. Livermore’s daughter
    Also Mrs. James ‘ daughter to Jake Whitman. Thus we hear of
    deaths and mariages[a-inserted, sic]. Yet the world moves on in its course.
    We think that Kena has got into the element that
    suits her pretty well at last. She appears quite like a woman.
    Has plenty of work, employs 3 women besides herself C and C.
    Mary Ann Weaver got hurt badly by falling, was not able to do
    anything the last I heard from her. It is now about 10 0’clock.
    Have not had my breakfast yet. You will think it is time
    for me to stop writing I hope. Wm. Will try to be more care-
    ful of his health, and not work himself all up, be more patient.
    I want to say to Everett He better get a few
    more hens, if he can. I want to hear something
    about Mrs. Leathrop next time you write. Harriet Farley

  • Source

    Clarke Historical Library, Central Michigan University, Doris L. King Family Papers, 1822-1877

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from Apr. 20, 1865

Letter to Elizabeth, April 20, 1865

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    Photocopy of handwritten, unsigned letter to Friend Elizabeth, April 20, 1865

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    Photocopy of a handwritten, unsigned letter from a Union soldier in Harper Hospital, Detroit, Michigan, April 20, 1865 to Friend Elizabeth [perhaps the widow Lib (Mrs. Levi) Smith]. The writer enjoyed her letter and hopes she is well. He is sympathetic over the loss of both her cousin and husband. The writer may have served or been hospitalized with both of these men. He heard from home that the president was killed. He notes that some people rejoiced over the news and two soldiers were fined a month's pay each and jailed because they rejoiced. He hopes the war will soon end as drafting and enlisting has stopped. He wants out of the hospital, either to return home or to his unit. He notes several who are ill. He writes that both his father and brother are in service. He concludes the letter because his hand shakes so he cannot hold his pen and asks her to write soon. The letter is part of the Levi Smith Family Papers, 1851, 1903. Levi Smith (1832-March 10, 1865) was the first husband of Elizabeth "Lib". He moved to Elba Township (Lapeer County, Mich.) from Ohio. Together they had a daughter. Levi enlisted in Company I, First Michigan Engineers and Mechanics on December 23, 1862 as an artificer. He died of disease in Detroit on March 10, 1865. She then married another man, also with the surname of Smith, and had three more children.

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    Page One
    Harper Hospital
    Detroit, Mich.
    April 20, 1865
    Friend Elizabeth
    It is with great pleasure that i
    now sit down to answer your
    kind letter which which [sic] i received
    yesterday it found me well as
    usual and hoping these few lines
    Will find you well. It is very
    Warm to day [sic] it must been hard to
    lose your Cousin but it was harder
    to part with your husband so kind
    and good. There was bad news home
    that our president was killed.
    There was some that rejoiced [sp?] over
    his death. There was ttow [sic] soldiers here
    that rejoyced [sic] over his death and
    they put them in the guard house
    and they took two [crossed out] one month's pay
    Page Two
    From your [sp?] friend Zachary [sp?] Bigelow
    away from them i don't think that
    this war will last long then we
    all can go home to our friends,.
    They have stoped [sic] drafting and
    they have stoped [sic] enlisting. i think
    that we will get our discharge. i have
    put in for an examination. i hope they
    Will give me my discharge or send
    me to my regiment. i get sick
    of hospital life. There is 5 [?] that
    is in a bed now. There have but one
    that is dangerously sick. Holister is
    sick. he has been sick about a week.
    I got a letter from home mother
    had put her ankle out of joint she
    will have it pretty hard till some
    of us gets home. Father is in the
    service and my Brother is two [sic]. i haven't
    Heard from father since the last furlough [sp?]
    i will have to close for this time my hand
    Trembles so that i can't hold my pen still.
    Excuse me for this short letter. Write soon

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    Clarke Historical Library, Central Michigan University, Levi Smith Family Papers, 1851, 1903

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from Apr. 16, 1865

Letter to his parents from J. D. McClure, April 16, 1865

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    Handwritten Letter to Dear Parents from J. D. McClure, April 16, 1865

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    Letter to his Dear (Unidentified) Parents from their son, J. D. McClure, April 16, 1865. McClure was in Memphis (Tenn.) setting up a business. He may have been from Iowa originally. McClure writes at first about moving to Memphis and having a tour of the town. Then he abruptly and emotionally transitions to having heard about the assassinations of President Lincoln, Seward, and Son that day from the boat coming from Cairo. He writes of the flags in town being at half-mast and draped in mourning [bunting]. McClure refers to the Secessionists as demons who will be destroyed by God. He then returns to the story of his tour of town, trying to help a lady find her husband at an unknown address, viewing the strong fortifications, battery, and garrison with lots of Union soldiers, the warm temperature and advanced state of growth in the trees and vegetables compared to those in the North, and how at present he has little business.

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    Page One
    Memphis, Tenn.
    April 16th, 1865
    Dear Parents:
    I am here in the
    beautiful city of Memphis in
    the far flung South. I have
    just got into the hotel from
    a walk through the city
    with a gentleman lawyer from
    Michigan who has come
    here to practice his profession.
    Being acquainted he showed
    many points of interest through
    town. But Oh! Horror to
    think of the awful calamnity [sic]
    that has befallen our city[crossed out]
    beloved country. In the assass-
    ination of Lincoln Seward
    and Son! The cold chills would
    course my blood when first the
    sad news reached my ears.
    Page Two
    2
    The news first reached here this
    morning on the boat from
    Cairo. The news flew like
    magic throughout the place
    and the flags of the city were
    hung at half mast, and
    draped in mourning. What
    horror to think our nation’s loss,
    to see our Star Spangled banner
    draped in mourning! “Whom
    God will destroy he first maketh
    mad”, and these demons, [of secession-inserted] are
    surely sufficiently mad for
    distruction [sic]. If possible I
    will drive these thoughts away
    for the present and write some-thing else. I got a carriage
    this morning for Mrs. Billings
    of Keohrels [sp?] who came down on
    the same boat to visit her
    husband. We rode for one hour
    but did not succeed in finding
    Page Three
    3
    as we had neither the name of
    the street nor its number. But
    we did see many most magnificent
    business houses, Churches and residen-
    ces. True I have not seen all
    of the place by a considerable in
    my hours ride, and two hours
    walk. I have had a faint view
    of the fortifications as I can have
    now from my window. Yet,
    Pickering is so situated as to
    deal out distruction [sic] at a tremen-
    dous rate to any foe the might
    dare to approach from below or
    above on the river, and it could
    turn its mighty power from the
    city to its utter demolition and
    very hasty too. I see the large
    guns standing upon the battery
    ready at a single moments
    warning, with its garrison of
    over 3,000 soldiers within its
    walls.
    Page Four
    Then how different the atmos-
    phere here; the Sun is almost at
    its meridian high to shining
    forth its [genial-inserted] rays of warmth and
    gladness. It is as warm here
    as in June there, yet it is neither
    sultry nor hot, but as I enhale [sic]
    the atmosphere it seems cool
    and embracing, much like we
    sometimes have North just ater [sic]
    a shower in a sultry hot
    August day or the purer are [air-sic]
    while the dew is rising in a
    summers morning.
    Then again how different
    vegetation here; when I left
    there was scarsely [sic] any of the
    tees were putting forth their leaves
    or buds, but before we reached this
    point the peach and apple trees
    had fruit put forth their blooms and
    had fallen off. And to-day
    the leaves on the oak and other
    trees are almost full ground
    and the gardens and yards are
    green with grass and vegetables.
    Page Four
    But with all this I can’t tell
    how I shall like the place.
    I may not like the climate, the
    the [sic] city, the practice to be had,
    the people, nor the manner
    of living. I do not know that
    I have any occasion to be
    discouraged unless it may be
    from the high price of living.
    It is Sunday and the most of
    business is closed of course and
    I am doing [sic] nothing in the way
    of business. It will brobably [sic]
    be one or two or perhaps three
    weeks before I shall know
    what to do. In the mean time
    I shall enquire and remain
    as contented as possible.
    I guess it is dinner time.
    I will write again when I
    get more settled in business.
    Your Affectionate son, J. D. McClure

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    Clarke Historical Library, Central Michigan University, J. D. McClure Correspondence, 1865

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from Apr. 15, 1865

"Terrible Work of Blood!"

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    "Terrible Work of Blood!"

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    This broadside printed in Madison, Indiana announces Lincoln's death, reprints Edwin Stanton's reports and mistakenly says that Seward is dying.

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    Library of Congress, Alfred Whital Stern Collection of Lincolniana, portfolio 7, no. 60

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from Apr. 15, 1865

James S. Knox to his Father

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    James S. Knox to his Father

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    James S. Knox, a witness to the assassination, writes a detailed letter to his father describing the event, as well as the attacks at the Seward home, and the national feeling, saying that "the nation is aroused and terrible will be its vengeance."

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    Ac 9360
    Washington, DC
    April 15, 1865
    Dear Father,
    It is with sad feeling that I take up my pen to address you. Last Friday night at 10 oclock, I witnessed the saddest tragedy ever was had in this country. Notwithstanding my promise to you not to visit the theatre, I cannot resist the temptation to see General Grant and the President, and when the curtain at Ford’s rose on the play of Our American Cousin my room mate and I were seated on the second row of the orchestra seats, just beneath the President’s box. The President entered the theatre at 8 ½ o’ck, amid deafening cheers and the rising of all. Everything was cheerful, and never was our magistrate more enthusiastically welcomed. Or more happy. Many pleasant allusions were made to him in the play, to which the audience gave deafening responses, while Mr. Lincoln laughed heartily and beamed frequently to the gratified people. Just after the 3rd Act, and before the scenes were shifted, a muffled pistol shot was heard, and a man sprang wildly from the national box, partially tearing down the flag, then shouting “ ‘sic semper tyrannis’, the south is avenged “ with brandished dagger, rushed across the stage and disappeared. The whole theatre was paralyzed. But two men sprang for the stage, a Mr. Stewart and myself. Both of us were familiar with the play, and suspected the fearful tragedy. We rushed after the murderer, and Mr. Stewart being familiar with the passages, reached the rear door in time to see him spring on his horse and ride off – I became lost amid the scenery and was obliged to return. My roommate had followed me and secured the murderer’s hat. The shrill cry of murder from Mrs. Lincoln first roused the horrified audience, and in an instant the uproar was terrible. The silence of death was broken by shouts of “kill him”, “hang him” and strong men wept and cursed, and tore the seats in the impotence of their anger, while Mrs. Lincoln, on her knees uttered shriek after shriek at the feet of the dying President. Finally the theatre was cleared and the President removed. Still greater was the excitement in the city. Rumors of the murder of Sec’y Seward and his son reached us as we gained the street – Mounted patrols dashed everywhere, bells tolled the alarm, and excited crowds rushed about the avenues, Despair was on every countenance, and black horror brooded over the city. Until long after midnight I was detained at Police Hd.Qrs., giving my evidence, and when I sought my room, in a distant part of the city – dark clouds had gathered in the heavens, and soldiers sternly paced their patrol. May I never see another such night. I could not sleep. I could only think, (but?) thought was weary, and in despair thought again.
    Yesterday morning the President died. At 8 ½ ock, the kindest, noblest, truest heart ceased to beat, and Abraham Lincoln was dead. Let no man ever speak to me again about Southern Chivalry, or talk in sympathy with traitors. The events of last night can never be forgotten and while there is strength in my arm, I never can, never will, endure it – nor am I alone – the nation is aroused and terrible will be its new glower, Treason, pardoned, forgiven, patiently dealt with by our president, viper like, has stung the breast, that kindly treated it, and the traitor South has slain its bravest, noblest friend. Bitter, bitter will be the tears of repentance. But I cannot write of it – Andrew Johnson has been sworn, His speech was simple, “The duties now are mine, the results are God’s”. I trust he may perform his task faithfully, but, oh, for the Confidence, and the hope that we had in Lincoln, like a ship without a rudder is the nation tossed. Outwardly are we quiet, but in each heart, what horror, misgivings and despair-
    But I must cease – (Lolita?) & Will R – left here Friday night. I presume by this time they are with you. By them you can learn of me better than I can write. Love to all.
    Your affect son
    James Knox
    [Transcription by Dale Anderson.]

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    Library of Congress

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from Apr. 15, 1865

"Awful Tidings! The President Assassinated!"

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    "Awful Tidings! The President Assassinated!"

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    The Buffalo Commercial Advertisement recounts the assassination and reprints a report sent by Secretary of War Edwin Stanton.

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    Library of Congress, Alfred Whital Stern Collection of Lincolniana, portfolio 5

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from May. 1, 1865

Earl Russell to Adams

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    Foreign Minister Earl Russell to Minister Charles Francis Adams

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    A letter from Earl Russell, Foreign Minister of the United Kingdom, to Charles Francis Adams, U.S. Minister to the United Kingdom, acknowledging receipt of the official news of Lincoln's assassination and expressing his government's condolences.

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    “Foreign Minister Earl Russell to Minister Charles Francis Adams”
    Read. 2^[[d]] May, 1865.
    Foreign Office
    May 1. 1865.

    Sir,
    I have had the honour to receive
    your note of this day’s date, officially
    communicating to me the mealancholy
    intelligence of the death, by the
    hand of an assassin, of the Late
    President of the United States.

    When the first intelligence of
    this had calamity reached this
    country I [[convade]] to you by letter
    and in person the deep impression
    of horror and indignation which

    Thanks Francis Adams Log
    so atrocious a crime on the [[person]]
    of the President of the United States
    had made upon me and on the [[general]]
    members of Her Majesty’s Government;
    And it only [[remains]] for me now,
    [[by]] acknowledging your letter, &
    [[acquaint]] you that, by the command
    of the Queen, I have directed Her
    Majesty's Minister at Washington
    to [[conoly]] to the government of the of the
    United States the appearance that
    Her Majesty sincerely condoles with
    the family of the late President, and
    that Her
    Her Majesty’s Government and the
    British Parliament and the British
    Nation are affected by an unanimous
    feeling of abhorrence of the
    criminal guilty of this cowardly
    and atrocious assassination, and
    of their sympathy with the
    Government and People of the
    United States under the [[freak]]
    calamity which has befallen them.
    I have the honor to be with the
    [[highest]] [[consideration]],
    Sir,
    Your [[British]] President,
    Humble Servant,

    Russell

    [Transcription by: Alexis Ennis, Rachel Engl’s class, Lehigh University.]

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    Ford's Theatre National Historic Site, FOTH 3369, and National Archives, Record Group 84

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from Apr. 28, 1865

Dispatch: Charles Francis Adams to Seward

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    Embassy Despatch 936: Charles Francis Adams to William H. Seward

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    Official dispatch from Charles Francis Adams, U.S. Minister to the United Kingdom, to William H. Seward, Secretary of State, acknowledging receipt of the news of the attacks upon Seward and President Abraham Lincoln, and discussing reaction in London.

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    Aug 13, my [[Lincoln]]
    [[tchfy1408]] [[Abe]]
    No. 936.

    Legation of the United States
    London, 28 April, 1865

    Sir:
    I had the grief to receive the
    day before yesterday the telegraphic
    Despatches from Mr. Stanton, the
    Secretary of War, and from Mr.
    Hunter, the Chief Clerk of your
    Department, announcing the af-
    flicting event of the 14th, Instant
    which has thrown our whole
    people into such deep distress.
    They also give a narrative of the
    simultaneously savage onslaught
    upon yourself in your sick room
    and upon your son, the assistant
    Secretary, which had not at the
    latest date, and which I yet
    permit myself to hope, will not
    prove
    The Hon: William H. Seward
    Secretary of State.
    Washington, D.C.

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    prove fatal to either you.

    I immediately took the
    requisite measures to communicate
    the intelligence to the different
    legislators on the Continent.

    It is but consistency that
    a rebellion began in
    perjury, treachery and fraud
    should close with private
    assassination.

    The whole of the day was
    one of the greatest excitements.
    Few events of the present century
    have created such general
    consternation and indignation.
    Many people called personally
    at the legation to express their
    deep sympathy and many more
    sent me notes of the same tenor.

    The notice taken by the
    press are almost all of them
    of a most honorable character.

    (A. Hancock)

    I transmit copies of the
    leading newspapers. There
    seems at last to be a general
    testimony borne to the north noble
    qualities

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    qualities of the president and
    the friendly disposition of the
    Secretary of State.

    Of all this eulogy he found
    mingled with the alloy of
    unworthy aspersions of the vice
    President who succeeds, he has
    abundant consolation in the
    reflection that, when his predecessor
    began, he was not a whit better
    treated. It is a weakness of the
    press and the people of this country
    not to value some men properly
    until they are lost. The cause of
    the late Prince Consort is a
    unremarkable instance.

    The proceedings in the two
    Houses of Parliament last evening
    mark out the line proposed to
    be adopted by the government
    on this occasion.

    I have the honor to be Sir,
    your obedient servant,
    Charles Francis Adams

    [Transcription Team: Carli G., Summer D., Joslyn P., Tyler R.]
    [New Hampton Middle School, New Hampton, Iowa]

  • Source

    Office of the Historian, U.S. Department of State and National Archives, Record Group 84

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    Charles Francis Adams. "Embassy Despatch 936: Charles Francis Adams to William H. Seward". Remembering Lincoln. Web. Accessed June 30, 2025. https://rememberinglincoln.fords.org/node/745

from Apr. 17, 1865

Instruction, Hunter to Adams

  • Full Title

    State Department Instruction 1352: William Hunter to Charles Francis Adams

  • Description

    Official dispatch from William H. Hunter to Charles Francis Adams, U.S. Minister to the United Kingdom, informing him of Lincoln's assassination and the attempt on Secretary of State William H. Seward's life. Hunter notes that William and Frederick Seward are both expected to recover, but that, in the meanwhile, Hunter is serving as Acting Secretary of State. Because the Transatlantic telegraph cable was no longer functioning, Adams received this dispatch on April 30.

  • Transcription

    Read. 30 Apr. 65.
    Circular
    No. 1352
    Department of state.
    Washington. 17th April 1865

    Sir:

    The melancholy duty devolves
    upon me officially to apprise
    You of the assassination of the
    president at Ford’s theatre in this
    city in the evening of the 14th instant.
    He died the next morning from
    the effects of the wound.

    About the same time an
    attempt was made to assassinate
    the Secretary of State in his own
    house where he was in bed &
    Suffering from the effects of the
    late accident. The attempt failed, but Mr. Seward was
    severely cut, on the face especially
    it is supposed with a bowie knife.
    Mr J; H, Seward was felled by a
    blow or blows on the head, from
    the assassin, and for some time
    afterwards was apparently
    Unconscious

    Charles Francis Adam, Esquire,

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    Unconscious. Both the Secretary
    and assistant Secretary are better
    especially the former.
    Andrew Johnson has formally
    entered upon the duties of
    President.
    I have been authorized
    temporarily to act as Ssecretary
    of State.

    [[?]], Sir
    Your obedient servant
    W.J. Hunter
    Acting Secretary


    [Transcription Team: Joshua H., Caleb D., Conner R., Carson B.]
    [New Hampton Middle School, New Hampton, Iowa]

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    Office of the Historian, U.S. Department of State and National Archives, Record Group 84

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from Apr. 16, 1865

"Horrible News! Culmination of Southern Fanaticism and Barbarism"

  • Full Title

    "Horrible News! Culmination of Southern Fanaticism and Barbarism"

  • Description

    April 16, 1865 edition of the Dubuque Daily Times from Dubuque, Iowa announcing the assassination and denouncing the act.

  • Source

    Library of Congress, Alfred Whital Stern Collection of Lincolniana portfolio 8

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