The Ebensburg Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1865-1871, 1867-10-10
TEle ASsasSin's Death.

A correspondent writes an interesting
description of a recent trip over the route
OF Booths flight after the assassination
aud visit to the scene of his death. We
make the following extract -
L thought. on that SPOT, and at that
time, how forsakeu of home and of God
Booth must have felt, lim2ing upon his
crutch, cllnging to his carbine, full of his
deadly secret, yet with the iustiau claim
that he deserved the last crust of the
South tor the revenge he had achieved for
them. This gaze, Wilkes Booth, as l did,
passed In at, lmping When he went
out again, his feet were sore no mure.
A dog barked as l vent down the lane,
through a second gate, aud turning up
! toward the dwelling, climbed the wood
en- steps and asked the old man if 1 could
buy same supper. He said that he did
not keep q hotel, but that it did not be-
come him 20 dismiss people hungry on the
road. Come in and share. l went thro'
the same portal and my horse to the site
OF the same barn made memorable by the
assassin. A table was already spread, and
sat down to Virginia supper. knew
all the people around me. The son, who
had crept into the barn aud demanded the
surrender OF the iugitives, sat at my side,
! quiet, countri6ed lad. The sisters, WIN
had sponged Booths mouth when he was
dying. and heard alone, Of all women, his
last words, were passing in and out with
relays of warm bread. The old man, who
had been stricken dumb by pistol pre-
sented ut his head, ere he was we'll awake,
was wheeziiy muDching at the food. Here
were the same prints on tho wall, and
among them an illustrated papers depic-
ton of the shooting of Booth in the barn
1t gave me opportunity to say: "rimes
are less troublous, and guests, L hope, of
surer character"
/ "We can't say the last, altogether, sir"
! was the reply. There's been so mauv
summons to go to court, aud so many in
qulries about Us, that we don't feel quite
secure yet In fact, we got Dad visitor
once, aud the ghost of him don't seem to
quit Us. Our barn Was good one, and
we felt ;he oss of it when il was burned.
Nobody ever paid Us for it. The officers
tore up our bed linen, and got one of our
horses We never received a cent iu pay.
For good while, people roamed around
our Souss without permission. They did
say we were party 10 the assassination
for while. Ii was just an accident, as
L may say, that saudled Us with Bco;h
Why, bless you, he was desperate enough
to compel Us to give him bed and food {"
further gleaned some impressions of
the final hours of Booths life He was
in sort of wild state after he entered the
house. His limb panied him very much,
aud he slept on a settee, brOkenly and
mutterlngy. He was polite, however,
but very nervous, and greatly desirous OF
having Harold come to him. His mau-
uer alterna!rd between the darkest de-
Spondency aud sort of ecstasy. He
spoke OF his mother once, in sort of
childish dependence. lie was feverish.
aud drank much water. lie looked well
to the road, aud kept his carbine close by
him. Some OF the family suspected hlm
to be one OF the conspraiors. but had
little idea that he was the head and front
of the tragedy. Oncs or twice hi, man
ner changed from the conversational to
the threatening, aud he succeeded in
keepiu" the whole household tolcrably
well alarmed. The younger folks b4liev-
ed him merely discharged soldier, woun-
ded aud highty.
Once he said: "Mcn are all selfish,
| North and South. You might as we'll die
Tor nation nf Yankees as of Virginians." :"
Anuther time he cried out: "Gupd God !.
To be dying, ard gning away from hone
all the time - lie asked questions with
regard to the murder OF Mr.. Lincoln, and
said that he was the worst tyTant that
ever lived. Ills pain of body was his
chief theme AL were kind to him, but
when Harold came back, they conferred
together and resolved 10 hide in the barn,
to the relief of all in the house.
Booth had not slept wink when the
place was surrounded. Although it was
then nearly morning, he had been heard
yrcaning and grum6ling in the straw all
night-s0 much SO that it was said in the
house he was as great q NUISANCE as a
| bowling dog.
After he was shot, his hour or two of
life was a pitiab!e paralysis. He could
neither say nor motion anything eloquent.
His face got to be expressiveles of any
sort OF intelligence, and, though once very
handsome, it looked almost like negro s
when he died.
The sentiment of the Garrett house is
of pity for his personal sufferings, without
regard to the question Of his deserts. One
of the women said to me: "1f he had
been Judas, and talked SO about his home,
wou have piIc6 him"
l went out In the night and stood by
the site of the old barn. They have built
second shelter for their hogs and teams,
but here the ground is bare aud blackened
T.. L