November 19, 1864 The Man who Shot the Man who Shot, Abraham Lincoln
Erethism mercurialis or "Mad hatter's Disease" goes a long way toward an understanding, of Thomas Corbett.
Thomas Corbett was born in London England in 1832, emigrating with his family at age 7 and settling in Troy, New York. There he apprenticed to a hat maker, a profession he would hold off and on for the rest of his life.
19th century hat makers used an orange colored mercury solution to make felt from the fur of small animals, in a process called "carroting". Mercury attacks the nervous system causing drooling, hair loss, a lurching gait, difficulty in speaking, "brain fog" and a convulsive shaking called "hatter's shakes".
There were plenty of "Mad hatters," in Lewis Carroll's time, long before Alice's Wonderland. Danbury Connecticut was once the hat making capital of the world, with 56 factories producing five million hats a year. By the time of the Civil War, mercury poisoning had reduced countless numbers of factory workers, to physical wrecks. Everybody knew the "Danbury shakes".
Corbett married early in life. It nearly broke him to lose his young wife in childbirth. He moved to Boston and continued to work as a hatter, but heavy drinking left him unable to keep a job for long and eventually, homeless. Corbett was confronted by a street preacher one night and the event, changed his life.
He immediately quit drinking and became fanatically, religious. He was "the Glory to God man," growing his hair long to emulate Jesus. The "local eccentric" who took up his own street ministry and changed his name to "Boston" after the city of his own re-birth.
"God has called on you to preach, my son, about four blocks, that way".
Corbett was propositioned by two prostitutes in 1858, while walking home from a church meeting. Deeply troubled by his own temptation, he returned to his boardinghouse room and took up the Gospel, according to Matthew: "And if thy right eye offend thee, pluck it out and cast it from thee….and there be eunuchs, which have made themselves eunuchs for the kingdom of heaven's sake". He knew what he needed to do. He emasculated himself, with a pair of scissors. Then he ate dinner and he went to a prayer meeting, before seeking medical attention.
In the early months of the Civil War, Boston Corbett enlisted as a private in the 12th Regiment of the New York state militia. Eccentric behavior quickly got him into trouble. He would carry a bible with him at all times, reading passages aloud and holding unauthorized prayer meetings. He would argue with superior officers, once reprimanding Colonel Daniel Butterfield for using profane language and using the Lord's name, in vain. That got the man a stay in the guardhouse, where he continued to argue.
Corbett decided an arbitrary date, on which his enlistment would end. When that day arrived, he laid down his gun at midnight, and walked away. That got him court-martialled and sentenced to be shot, but the sentence was reduced. He was discharged in August, 1863, and re-enlisted the same month.
Harper's Weekly of May 13, 1865 described the annoying habit of adding "er" to his words, as in "O Lord-er, hear-er our prayerer." His shrill, sharp voice would shout out "Amen," and "Glory to God," whenever anything pleased him. He was often thrown in the guard-house, with a knapsack full of bricks as punishment. There he would be, Testament in hand, "preaching temperance, and calling upon his wild companions to "seek the Lord.""
On June 24, 1864, fifteen members of Corbett's company were hemmed in and captured, by Confederate Colonel John Singleton Mosby's men in Culpeper Virginia.
They were sent to the notorious prison camp in Andersonville Georgia, where he escaped once, but the bloodhounds put an end to that. Only two, ever returned. Starving, skeletal, his body wracked with scurvy, Boston Corbett was paroled on November 19, 1864.
Following the Lincoln assassination, a twelve-day manhunt led to the farm of Richard Henry Garrett near Port Royal, Virginia. The life of John Wilkes Booth came to an end in a burning tobacco barn in the pre-dawn hours of April 26, the bullet fired through a crack in the boards and entering his spine, just below the point where his own bullet had entered the President's head.
A bullet from the gun, of Boston Corbett.
The paralyzed, dying man was dragged from the barn and onto the porch of the Garrett farmhouse. In his dying moments, Lincoln's assassin asked that his hands be lifted where he could see them. John Wilkes Booth gazed at those hands as he uttered his last words. "Useless. Useless".
In his report to Secretary of War Edwin Stanton, Lieutenant Colonel Everton Conger recommended that Sergeant Boston Corbett be punished for disobeying orders that Booth be taken alive, stating that Corbett had fired "without order, pretext or excuse."
Thomas "Boston" Corbett
Despite Conger's recommendation, Corbett was treated like a conquering hero. He returned to making hats after the war, returning first to Boston and then to Danbury and finally, Camden New Jersey. He could never hold a job for long. Frequent pauses to pray for co-workers did little to endear him, to supervisors.
Women's groups, tent meetings and Sunday schools clamored to hear from "Lincoln's avenger", but his speeches were wandering and incoherent. Nobody ever asked to hear the man speak, a second time.
Corbett became increasingly paranoid, convinced that important men in Washington were out to "get him". Hate mail directed to Wilkes Booth's killer, didn't help. At a Blue & Gray reunion in 1878, Corbett pulled a gun on several former soldiers during an argument, over whether Booth still lived. He was hustled off before he could fire, but this was only one of several such episodes.
Example of a dugout house, this one in New Mexico
He moved to Kansas in 1878 and built a dugout home, and tried his hand at homesteading. That didn't work out, either.
Corbett received an invalid's pension in 1880. The Grand Army of the Republic appointed him a doorman to the Kansas state legislature, seven years later. The man's mental status was questionable even before the war and beyond dispute in 1887 when he entered the legislative chamber, with two loaded revolvers. Lawmakers dove for the exits and hid behind garbage cans and doors, as Corbett shot up the Kansas House of Representatives. Two guns, twelve bullets. It was a miracle no one was hit.
The following day, a judge declared Corbett to be out of his mind and remanded him to the Topeka Asylum, for the Insane. On May 26, 1888, Corbett was marching along a road with other inmates when he spotted a horse, tied to a post. Corbett dashed from the line and jumped into the saddle, and rode into history.
Corbett is believed to have died in the Great Hinckley Fire on September 1, 1894, a conflagration which killed more than 400 and destroyed over 200,000 acres of Minnesota pine forest, but there is no proof. Several men stepped forward in the years that followed claiming, to be Boston Corbett. A Dallas man claimed to be Boston Corbett while an Oklahoma patent medicine salesman, filed for the man's pension benefits. The first was committed to an insane asylum the second, to prison.
In 1958, Boy Scout Troop 31 from Concordia Kansas erected a small memorial beside a dug hole in which Boston Corbett, had once lived. What became of the man who shot the man who shot Abraham Lincoln, is a mystery.
Author Cape Cod CurmudgeonPosted on November 19, 2021 November 19, 2021 Categories American History, Civil War, Presidential HistoryTags Abraham Lincoln, Boston Corbett, Civil War, John Wilkes booth
2 thoughts on "November 19, 1864 The Man who Shot the Man who Shot, Abraham Lincoln"
willedare says:
Yet another extraordinary glimpse into our history… His challenges — due to mercury poisoning and goodness knows what else — were significant and yet he lived for years and years and years. Fascinating. Thank you!
Glad to have you on board, my friend. Happy thanksgiving.
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