Show JOHN WILKES BOOTH Extracts from his Diary After Assassinating Lincoln I THINK I HAVE DONE WELL Though I am Abandoned with the Curse of Cain upon me Tonight I Try to Escape These Bloodhounds Once More Special t to THE HERALD Kxammer Dispatch I I BALTIMORE Jan 7The American received re-ceived last night from its Washington correspondent cor-respondent the following extracts from J Wilkes Booths diary found in his clothing after his death It is now in the possession posses-sion of the department of justice April 11 Friday the idps Until today nothing noth-ing i was ever thought of sacrificing to our countrys wrongs For six months we have worked to capture but our cause being be-ing almost lost something decisive and I I great must be done But its failure wa owing to others who did not strike for their country with a heart 1 struck boldly and not a the papers say I walked with a firm step through thousands thou-sands of his friends I wasstopped but I pushed on A colonel was at his side I shouted sic semper before I fired In jump ing I broke my leg I pa sed all his pickets rode sixty miles that 1 gxit with the bone of my le tearing the 11 I ut every Jump 1 cau never ret et i lUougti We Luted t kill Our coumry owed an nor troubles to him und God simply made Inc au mstru i uleut of His puuibmott J his country is nut what it wus tiiio forced union is not what I have loved I care lot what becomes of inc I haVe uo desire to outlive my country coun-try ± he iiigut bolore the deed I wrote along a-long article and left i for one of the editors edi-tors of the National Intelliucnce in which i fully set out our reasons for our proceed ing we of the south Friday 2L After being hunted like a dog through swamps and woods and last night being chased till I was forced to return re-turn wet cold and starving with every hand against me I am here in despair And for why J For doing what Brutus was honored hon-ored what made Tell a hero and yet I for striking down a greater tyrant than they ever knew a looked upon as a common cutthroat My act was purer than either of theirs One hoped to be great himself the other had not only his country but his own self to revenge I hope for no gins I knew no private wrongs I struck for my country and for that alone The country coun-try was ground beneath this tyranny and piayed for this end And yet now behold tha cold hand they extend to ine Then God cannot pardon me i I have done wrong yet I cannot see any wrong except in serving a degenerate people The little the very little I left behinl to clear my name the government will not allow to be printed For my country I have given up all that makes life sweet and holy brought misery Upon my family and am sure there is no pardon in heaven for me since man condemns me so I have only what has been done except what 1 aid myself my-self which fills me with horror May God try and forgive me and bless my mother Tonight I will once morn try the river rver with the intention to cross though I have a greater desire and almost a mind to return to Washington and in a measure clear my name which I feel I cannot do I do not repent the blow I struck I may before be-fore my God but not to man I think I have done well though I am abandoned with the curse of Cain upon me when if the world knew my h art that one blow would have made me great though I did not desire any greatness Tcnight I try to escape these bloodhounds once more Who can read his fate Guus will be done I have too great a soul to die Oh may He oh maj He spare we taut and let me die bravely I bleas o e entire world Ihave bue never nated or wrOUg d I tuy one This last a > not wrti CIties G Jt deems it soand it is with dim to uatun 01 Ul > a me And for tnis brave DVj llaroto with me who often pruj es tfOlH auo aiuce with a true and sincere heart va it crime in him if so why can he pray the same I do not wish to shed n drop of blood but I must fight for the cause It is all that is left me These are the last words in the dairy and probably the last he ever wrote Ho was shot very shortly after |