The 16th and probably the most popular president of the United States of America, Abraham Lincoln was assassinated on the night of 14th April 1865. A racial confederate believer, John Wilkes Booth shot with and killed President Lincoln at Washington’s Ford Theater. There Lincoln was enjoying a comedy drama, ‘Our American Cousin’ from the Presidential Box.
While Abraham Lincoln was one of the pioneer figures of easing white domination over blacks and a key believer of an united ‘United States’ instead of a divided confederation, John Wilkes Boothon the other hand was just the opposite.
He initially conspired to kidnap the President from Richmond and in return, planned to demand release of thousands of civil war prisoners, who used to believe in confederation.
But before executing his idea, Richmond was regained over by government forces. John Wilkes Booth had to rethink about his plan. Now he decided to do something more dangerous. He plotted to kill President Lincoln, Vice President Andrew Johnson and Secretary of State William Seward by himself. Later, the first attempt became successful, second one not even carried out and third one saw partial success as Secretary Seward and his son were badly injured.
14th April 1865. US President Abraham Lincoln was quite in a relived mood. Most of the rebel states had either been surrendered or recaptured by government forces. He decided to spend the wonderful evening watching a play in Ford’s Theater with First Lady Mary Todd Lincoln.
In those days, Linclon’s well-wishers used to warn him about his life threats and advised him to avoid public gatherings. Lincoln usually cared for those advises. But that evening he insisted to go. With his wife, President Linclon arrived at the theater and started enjoying ‘Our American Cousin’, a comedy drama.
10 p.m. John Wilkes Booth showed his invitation card to White House footman Charles Forbes and got access to the box where the President and the First Lady were sitting. The guard outside was out of station for a while. Booth entered the room with no resistance. Taking no time, he took out his pistol and pulled the trigger. A single bullet entered Lincoln’s head from back and lodged out below his eye.
The President was rushed across the street to the residence of William Peterson. Doctor came, Mary kept sitting beside husband, well-wishers prayed. But no miracle was there. The most hailed President of the United States left everyone at 7.22 next morning.