 | Lydia L. Gordon - 1889 - 508 páginas
...a thousand of his friends, was stopped, but pushed on. A colonel was at his side. I shouted, ' Sic semper' before I fired. In jumping broke my leg. I...jump. I can never repent it. Though we hated to kill, our country owed all . her troubles to him, and God simply made me the instrument of his punishment.... | |
 | John George Nicolay, John Hay - 1890 - 558 páginas
...through thousands of his friends ; was stopped, but pushed on. A colonel was at his side. I shouted Sic Semper before I fired. In jumping broke my leg. I...miles that night, with the bone of my leg tearing April, lses, the flesh at every jump." On Friday, the 21st, he writes: "After being hunted like a dog... | |
 | John George Nicolay, John Hay - 1890 - 568 páginas
...through thousands of his friends; was stopped, but pushed on. A colonel was at his side. I shouted Sic Semper before I fired. In Jumping broke my leg. I...miles that night, with the bone of my leg tearing , 1866. the fiesh at every Jump." On Friday, the 21st, he writes : " After being hunted like a dog... | |
 | Samuel Alexander Mudd - 1906 - 352 páginas
...of his friends; was stopped, but pushed on. A colonel was at his side. I shouted sic semper before 1 fired. In jumping, broke my leg. I passed all his...jump. I can never repent it though we hated to kill. Our country owed all our troubles to him, and God simply made me the instrument of his punishment.... | |
 | Clara Elizabeth Laughlin - 1909 - 414 páginas
...through a thousand of his friends, was stopped, but pushed on. A colonel was at his side. I shouted Sic semper before I fired. In jumping broke my leg. I passed all his pickets. Rode sixty miles [sic] that night, with the bone of my leg tearing the flesh at every jump. " I can never repent it,... | |
 | E. W. Coggeshall - 1924 - 114 páginas
...through a thousand of his friends; was stopped but pushed on. A colonel was at his side. I shouted sic semper before I fired. In jumping broke my leg. I...his pickets, rode sixty miles that night, with the bones of my leg tearing the flesh at every jump. The country is not what it was. This forced union... | |
 | E. W. Coggeshall - 1924 - 116 páginas
...fired. In jumping broke my leg. I passed all his pickets, rode sixty miles that night, with the bones of my leg tearing the flesh at every jump. I can never regret it. Though we hated to kill, our country owed all our troubles to him, and God simply made me... | |
 | William Eleazar Barton - 1925 - 566 páginas
...through a thousand of his friends, was stopped, but pushed on. A Colonel was at his side. I shouted sic semper before I fired. In jumping, broke my leg. I...every jump. I can never repent it. Though we hated to our country owed all her troubles to him, and God simply made me the instrument of his punishment.... | |
 | Ella V. Mahoney - 1925 - 72 páginas
...his companion on the night of the assassination had ridden, as he mentions in his diary, sixty miles 'with the bone of my leg tearing the flesh at every jump." They reached Dr. Mudd's house about 4 o'clock Saturday morning, and the doctor answered their call,... | |
 | Waldo Emerson Reck - 1987 - 248 páginas
...through a thousand of his friends, was stopped, but pushed on. A colonel was at his side. I shouted Sic Semper before I fired. In jumping broke my leg. I...bone of my leg tearing the flesh at every jump. I shall never repent h, though we hated to kill. Our country owed all her trouble to him, and God simply... | |
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I struck boldly and not as the papers say. I walked with a firm step through a thousand of his friends, was stopped, but pushed on. A colonel was at his side. I shouted Sic semper before I fired. In jumping broke my leg. I passed all his pickets. Rode... 
