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No. 687

The mad hatter who avenged Lincoln’s assassination.

It isn’t a simple story.

And it began years before John Wilkes Booth was cornered in a Virginia tobacco barn.

The man who shot him, Boston Corbett, had his own pack of troubles.

Thomas H. “Boston” Corbett (1832 - disappeared 1888).

They had begun, probably, when he was a teenage apprentice in a New York City hat-maker’s shop.

Working there exposed Boston to mercuric nitrate, which was used to make felt from rabbit and beaver furs.

Animal fur is washed in a vat of chemicals to release the fur from the pelt and condense it, making felt.

Long-term exposure to mercury causes neurological damage, resulting in hallucinations and psychotic symptoms.

It can make you ‘mad as a hatter.’

John Tenniel’s depiction of the Hatter in Louis Carroll’s 'Alice in Wonderland,' 1865.

And throughout his complicated life, Boston Corbett had these problems in spades.

It began with his embrace of religious fanaticism after the death of his wife.

He couldn’t keep a job.

He became a street preacher.

He grew his hair long like Jesus.

And he obeyed a Devine command to castrate himself with a pair of scissors to quell his ‘passions.’

Sergeant Boston Corbett, left, and his unit commander, Captain Edward Doherty. Doherty formed and led the unit that captured Booth.

And then came the Civil War.

Boston enlisted with a New York militia regiment a week after the war broke out, but got court-marshalled for frequent Bible readings, prayer meetings and arguments with officers.

They decided to discharge him rather than put him in front of a firing squad, so Boston immediately re-enlisted with another New York regiment.

Andersonville Prison

Confederate forces captured Boston in a Virginia battle, and he spent five months at Andersonville Prison before returning to his unit in a prisoner exchange.

Lincoln’s funeral procession down Pennsylvania Ave., April 19, 1865.

He marched in Lincoln’s funeral parade in Washington and then joined a volunteer unit to pursue John Wilkes Booth.

And they cornered Booth and an accomplice in a Virginia tobacco barn.

The Garrett farmhouse. Booth was captured in Garrett’s barn. No trace of the farm remains. The site is now in the median of a four-lane highway.

The accomplice surrendered, but Booth shouted he would not be taken alive.

And he refused to come out even when the barn was set on fire.

Boston said later that he had peered through a crack in the barn wall, saw Booth taking aim with his gun, and then shot him with his revolver, hoping to hit him in the shoulder.

Woodcut engraving from Frank Leslie's Illustrated Newspaper, May 13, 1865, titled "Capture and death of John Wilkes Booth, near Port Royal, Virginia, April 26, 1865."

But Booth turned at the wrong moment and the bullet struck him behind his left ear, in the same spot as Lincoln had been shot.

And, to Boston, this coincidence suggested Devine Intervention.

Boston pocketed about $1,000 in reward money.

He was hailed as a hero, but was still unable to hold a job.

So, Boston traveled the country giving lectures as “Lincoln’s Avenger.”

But his new celebrity made his paranoia worse.

The Lincoln conspirators are hanged, July 7, 1865.

Boston became convinced that powerful men in Washington were out to get him because killing Booth had deprived them of the pleasure of executing Booth themselves after a brief show trial.

Hate mail from Booth supporters made Boston fear for his life, so he carried a gun, which he’d pull out when anyone challenged his account of the Booth capture.

John Wilkes Booth (1838-1865)

Boston moved to Kansas, where his reputation as Lincoln’s avenger earned him the honorary post of assistant doorkeeper at the Kansas House of Representatives.

But he brandished his gun and chased House members out of the building one day after becoming convinced they were conspiring against him.

Boston was arrested and sent to an insane asylum.

And after a few months, he escaped and told a friend he was going to Mexico.

Boston was never seen again.

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I’ll see you tomorrow.

— Brenda

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