06-17-1883: George Alfred Townsend's Interview of Frederick Stone about Dr. Samuel Mudd.
Source: New York Daily Tribune, June 17, 1883.
George Alfred Townsend was a popular American journalist during the 1800s, often writing under the pen name GATH. His articles appeared in various U.S. newspapers, including the New York Daily Tribune, for which he wrote a column entitled Broadway Note Book. In his Broadway Note Book article published on June 17, 1883, Townsend recounts a conversation he had two weeks earlier with Frederick Stone who had been co-counsel for Dr. Samuel Mudd. The interview took place at Mr. Stone's home near Port Tobacco, Maryland, five months after Dr. Mudd's death.
A lawyer in the South who defended one of the conspirators against President Lincoln’s life recently said to me: “I recollect one little instance of the gentility of Governor Hartranft, of Pennsylvania, which I often mention. After Mrs. Surratt had been some time on trial and found the evidence deepening against her and her own contradictions painfully apparent, she became alarmed for her life; and, indeed, she had been, from the beginning. She sent me word that she wished to see me. The rule of the court-martial was that the prisoners should see their counsel in the presence of a guard but not necessarily in the hearing thereof. As it was a military court, of course every order it issued had to be obeyed strictly. Mrs. Surratt occupied one of the cells in the old penitentiary. They were arched cells, hardly high enough for one to stand in upright, and with barred doors, and between each pair of cells stood a sentinel in the corridor to keep the occupants from exchanging conversation. Mrs. Surratt was brought out. She was ironed, but not heavily, like the others. There was a soldier in the room, and General Hartranft, as he was at that time, for he was in command of the prison, seeing the counsel come into the room shook his head at the guard, intimating for him to go out. Hartranft, without saying a word or nodding his head to the prisoner and counsel, then retired to the distant end of the room and looked out of the window, thus keeping the letter of the severe law but relaxing its spirit.”
Said my informant above: “Reviewing the trial of the conspirators against President Lincoln’s life, I have to say that, considering it was a military court, it was a fair court and one of ability. Judge Holt, the Advocate-General, was a very able man. The Court was courteous toward the defence. This was shown by the fact that an orderly sergeant was sent away down through lower Maryland to deliver at the house of Mr. Stone Herold’s request that he come up and be his counsel. It was manifest to me from the start that this court meant to find guilty any person connected with the murder or the intended murders, but that they only mean to imprison or to give lighter punishments to accessories and those playing the spy or in the abduction plot. The court therefore set itself seriously to work to ascertain who had consented to take arms and kill, whether they succeeded in killing anybody or not. Taking into consideration the feeling of the time and the enormity of the offence, I do not know but that they drew the lines of justice pretty well in their intention. Consequently they found Atzerodt guilty, because he had accepted a knife to kill Vice-President Johnson. They found Herold guilty, because he knew of the murder about to be committed and accompanied the assassin to the last and assisted him to escape. As to Powell, generally called Payne, he thoroughly admitted the justice of his sentence and regarded the whole trial in the light of a reminiscence, bending his mind upon death, which he knew he had obtained and would get. He was the only person in that bar who had any philosophy or composure whatever, because his mind was made up that he could not escape.
The court very nearly hanged Dr. Mudd. His prevarications were painful; he had given his whole case away by not trusting even his counsel or neighbors or kinfolks. It was a terrible thing to extricate him from the toils he had woven around himself. He had denied knowing Booth when he knew him well. He was undoubtedly accessory to the abduction plot, though he may have supposed it would never come to anything. He denied knowing Booth when he came to his house when that was preposterous. He had been even intimate with Booth. The proclamation of the government was straightforward, that death should be the penalty of any man who could give information about the convicts and would not do it. Yet Dr. Mudd was saved, and it is understood that the vote stood five to four. One more vote would have hanged him, as two-thirds of a court martial is necessary to allot the death penalty.”
“I think,” said my legal friend, “that Mrs. Surratt could have been saved with proper counsel.” “What was the character of her counsel?” “She had two men named Aiken and Clampett, neither fit to defend a case of that importance. It is a remarkable fact that the bar in Washington City was ransacked for a lawyer to defend her and none would come forward. The effect of Lincoln’s death, the immediate recognition of his justice and generosity and of the causeless assassination, paralyzed the bar. Reverdy Johnson was finally employed. He came forward and made an argument against the jurisdiction of the military court, to be read and applauded by the people, and then abandoned the woman. What did those soldiers care about the legal argument on the jurisdiction of the court? They were set there by their superiors to ascertain who took part in the murder of their loved commander. It was from her own sense, plain as that was, that Mrs. Surratt felt that she was being sacrificed by the incapacity of her counsel. She then made the appeal for help, but the man to whom she made it had double work already, and was trying to save the life of Dr. Mudd and barely did it.”
“Was the combined character of those prisoners at all consequential?” I asked. “No. Cheaper, smaller materials never were engaged in a foolish scheme. The scheme to run Mr. Lincoln out of Washington was absurd from the start. Booth perhaps had a transmitted crack in his head, and we can understand how he thought the design was all right, but what can be thought of the common sense of persons like John Surratt and Dr. Samuel Mudd, an educated physician, who harbored the same idea? Dr. Mudd was an ill-balanced man, of very slight force of character, but little moral courage, a petulant temper, and it is hard to denote his ability anywhere. There are a few young men in Maryland who believe that Surratt was the sharpest fellow in the conspiracy. He at least saved his life. I knew from the very beginning that he was not in Washington at the time of the assassination, and yet the government, with strange fatuity, went on to insist that he was there. But I can hardly wonder at this because there was a tailor who positively swore that he saw Surratt the evening Lincoln was killed and knew him well because he had made a suit of clothes for him. In exciting times men lose their memory and consecutiveness, and thus the government, particularly in the civil trial of John Surratt, was led astray by its own witnesses.”
“As to Spangler, the scene-shifter, it was pitiful to see that poor fellow in dread of the gallows. He said one day piteously to me: ‘Do you think they will hang me?’ After the court that day I broke my silence and said to two of the members, Judge Bingham one of them: ‘Gentlemen, it is no personal concern of mine, but I really do not see what you can hang poor old Spangler for, except finding a rope in his bag which it is plain he used to catch crabs with and stole it from the theatre for that purpose.’ They smiled and took it in good prat. Spangler finally became poor and seedy and broken down with liquor, and he went to live with Dr. Sam Mudd, who allowed him to stay at his house, and I think he is buried at the Catholic cemetery at Reeves’ Church, near Mudd’s house, or possibly at the Bryantown Church. He died about two years before Dr. Mudd.”