him.â And in April 1848, when he was a congressman in Washington, he wrote to Mary about their oldest son, Robert: âI did not get rid of the impression of that foolish dream about dear Bobby till I got your letter.â
After the meeting adjourned, the president followed his usual routine: receiving a variety of friends, supplicants, and favor seekers; reading his mail; and catching up on correspondence and paperwork. He was eager to wind up business by 3:00 P.M. for an appointment he had with his wife, Mary. There was something he wanted to tell her.
a T THE THEATRE , H ENRY C LAY F ORD WROTE OUT AN ADVER tisement to place in the evening papers, which would start coming off the press at around 2:00 P.M. He delivered the notice to the
Evening Star
personally and sent another via messenger to at least two of the otherpapers. That afternoon an advertisement appeared in the
Evening Star
: âLIEUT. GENERAL GRANT, PRESIDENT and Mrs. Lincoln have secured the State Box at Fordâs Theatre TO NIGHT, to witness Miss Laura Keeneâs American Cousin.â Around 1:00 P.M., Ford walked next door and delivered notice in person to his neighbor James P. Ferguson at his restaurant at 452 Tenth Street, one door north of the theatre.
âYour favorite, General Grant, is going to be in the theatre tonight; and if you want to see him,â Ford cautioned, âyou had better to go get a seat.â
Ferguson took advantage of the tip: âI went and secured a seat directly opposite the Presidentâs box, in the front of the dress circle.â Ferguson booked seats 58 and 59 at the front corner of the house near stage right. The restaurateur didnât want the best view of the play, but the best view of Lincoln and Grant.
James Ford walked to the Treasury Department a few blocks away to borrow several flags to decorate the presidentâs box. Returning to the theatre, his arms wrapped around a bundle of brightly colored cotton and silk bunting, he bumped into Booth, who had just left Fordâs, at the corner of Tenth and Pennsylvania, where they exchanged pleasantries. Booth saw the red, white, and blue flags, confirmation of the presidentâs visit tonight.
A few blocks away, on D Street near Seventh, at J. H. Polkinhorn and Son, Printers, pressmen began setting the type for the playbill that would advertise tonightâs performance. Once newsboys hit the streets with the afternoon and evening papers, the ad for
Our American Cousin
caught the eye of many Washingtonians eager to see General Grant.
Dr. Charles A. Leale, a twenty-three-year-old U.S. Army surgeon on duty at the wounded commissioned officersâ ward at the Armory Square Hospital in Washington, heard that President Lincoln and General Grant would be attending the play. He decided to attend. Three days prior, on the night of April 11, Leale, while taking a walk on Pennsylvania Avenue, encountered crowds of people walking toward the White House. He followed them there and arrived just as Lincoln commencedhis remarks. Leale was moved: âI could distinctly hear every word he uttered, and I was profoundly impressed with his divine appearance as he stood in the rays of light which penetrated the windows.â The news that Lincoln was coming to Fordâs Theatre gave the surgeon âan intense desire again to behold his face and study the characteristics of the âSavior of his Country.ââ
Lincolnâs box at Fordâs was festooned with flags and a framed engraving of George Washington. The box office manager prepared for a run on tickets when he went on duty at 6:30 P.M.
Later, witnesses remembered seeing Booth at several places in the city that day, but none of his movements created suspicion. Why should they? Nothing Booth did seemed out of the ordinary that afternoon. He talked to people in the street. He arranged to pick up his rented horse. Between 2:00 and 4:00 P.M., Booth rode up to Fergusonâs