"Mr. Gannon." "Mr. Gannon!" "Running orders." "I know, Mr. Crowley." "Not these!" "You never had the like of this." "9:16 pm, it says here." "February 22, 1861." ""Born to civil unrest." ""All trains will operate with caution and reduced speed." ""Effective immediately."" "You can thank the radical Republicans!" "This boiler will never run on time again." "A fine way to run a railroad!" "A fine way to run a country!" "Republicans are secessionists." "My aim is to bring the Flyer into Washington depot at 9 am." "If the Good Lord is willing." "Good Lord may be willing." "But that order to slow down was signed by P.J. Donovan, division manager." "Inspector Reilly, New York police." "I am looking for a man." "What's he wanted for?" "He's not." "He's a friend of mine." "I'm seeing him off." "I've got his ticket and his baggage." "How long before the gates open?" " Another 15 minutes." " Oh." "Berth 7 Car 42." "Why don't you go keep your seat warm, inspector?" "Oh, much obliged." "Tell me his name." "Nd I'll keep an eye out for him." "His name is Kennedy." "John Kennedy." "How much longer?" "Listen, Kennedy." "I told him you're waiting." "Tell him again." "My train leaves in an hour." "He said he'd call you." "He's busy now." "Oh." "So I hear." "Hey!" "Where are you going?" "Get back here." "Now, see here, Kennedy." "I want my report back." "Your report?" "Well, there's your report." "And it's hogwash!" "Everyone in the department says it's hogwash." "This report was confidential to you, Mr. Stroud." "Except for the copy I sent to the Secretary of War." "When you're Superintendent, you can decide what's confidential around here." "And who are you to go direct to the War Department?" "For the last time, will you take action, Mr. Stroud?" "If you don't, there'll be a shooting in Baltimore tomorrow that'll blow this country apart." " What's this?" " Hogwash!" "There's still time, Mr. Stroud." "Have you seen the evening paper?" ""The President-elect plans to spend tonight in Harrisburg," ""leaving early by special train for Baltimore." ""where he intends to make a speech" ""before continuing to Washington for his inauguration."" "Will you telegraph?" "No!" "Wait a minute, son." "It wouldn't be the new president who's been picked for the shooting, would it?" "It would." "During his speech tomorrow." "If you're sure of that," "I'll go to Baltimore myself." "That's one speech I wouldn't want to miss." "Are you certain there's nothing to it, Simon?" "Sgt. Kennedy was detailed for two days to guard Abe Lincoln when he was electioneering in New York last fall." "He thinks he still on the assignment." "Well, I've got to be on my way." " I've got a train to make myself." " Good luck to you, Colonel." "Don't stand next to Lincoln tomorrow, Caleb." "You never can tell when them sharpshooters will miss." "Good luck to you, Sergeant!" "I take to a man who stands up for what he believes in." "Even if it is hogwash." "I'm going to Baltimore tonight." "I'll get to someone in authority." "You'll cut across channels." "And I'll bust you!" "I'll save you the trouble." "Papers!" "Read all about the new president." "Get your paper here!" "Jeff Davis sworn in." "Papers!" "Rail splitter splits union." "Papers!" "Papers!" "Read all about it." "The new President." "Get your paper here." "Jeff Davis sworn in." "Papers!" "Rail splitter splits union!" "Read all about it!" "Get your paper here." "Jeff Davis sworn in!" "Read all about it!" "Company!" "Halt!" "At ease!" "Tickets, please." "All tickets, please." "Here you are, conductor." "These toy soldiers yours?" "Poughkeepsie's finest." "How about putting him in their box?" "You're holding up my passengers." "Take over, sergeant." "Tickets, please." "Last car." "Last car." "Papers!" "Papers!" "Read all about it." "Lincoln." "What's his first name?" "Abraham." "Telegram his mansion." "Harrisburg, PA." "Papers!" "Rail splitter splits union." "Read all about the new president." "Paper here!" "Jeff Davis sworn in." "$1.30, please." "Night Flyer train for Washington." "Going south now on Track 1." "Train New Brunswick, Trenton..." "Show your tickets, please." "All tickets, please." "Tickets." "I am Mrs. Charlotte Alsop." "You may have read my books." "I'll be with you all the way to Washington." "Traveling is such an ordeal these days, isn't it?" "Nothing – absolutely nothing – short of an appointment with the new president could induce me to take this trip." "Now that I'm on my way," "I intend to tell him a thing or two about his shilly-shallying." "Cabin B. Car 27, Mrs. Alsop." "Doesn't Mr. Lincoln know that seven states have seceded already?" "For heaven sakes, what is the man waiting for?" "He's waiting to be inaugurated." " What are you waiting for, lady?" " Cabin B." "I say Mr. Lincoln must take a firm stand against slavery once and for all." "Now don't you agree?" "As far as I'm concerned, madame, the new president is Jefferson Davis from Mississippi." "Secessionist!" "Keep the line moving, please." "Pardon me, conductor." "Did an Inspector Reilly leave tickets for Kennedy?" "John Kennedy?" "Kennedy?" "John Kennedy?" "Berth 7 Car 42." "Go right on through." "You'll find Inspector Reilly aboard." "He's got your ticket." "Thank you." "Tickets, please." "Right this way, please." "Car 27." "Car 43." "Tickets, please." "Tickets." "I beg your pardon." "I'm looking for the man who was carrying this the valise." "He has my ticket." "Did you see him?" "I'm afraid not." "He must've been here." "He left the bag." "Wooo!" "What was it?" "Are we moving now?" "Each state has the right to do as it pleases." "I'm from Carolina myself." "And I'm going back home to look after my tobacco." "Pardon me, gentlemen." "Did either of you see a man..." "Because if that black Republican ever sets foot in the White House, it's war, sir." " Unmitigated war!" " You, sir." "Did you see the man over here?" "I'll wager he never reaches Washington." "Too many people are gunning for hm." "I'm missing someone." "I'm in here in section 7." "He'll show up once were moving." "They usually do." "But he isn't going with me." "He has my ticket." "Then you better get off and buy another one." "If there's any left, you can turn it into the conductor." "In case your man shows up." "But you'll have to hurry." "Thank you." "Reilly?" "Tim Reilly." "Ten o'clock Night Flyer Express for Washington, Track 2." "All aboard!" "Night Flyer Express for Washington." "And points south now ready on Track 2." "Train for New Brunswick..." "Sorry, the window's closed." "No more tickets." "No more tickets, sir." "Excuse me." "I've gotta get a ticket to Philadelphia." "Closed." "What's the matter?" "No more room on the train?" "I gotta get to Philadelphia!" "I must have one more ticket for my brother Lt. Beaufort." "If it's skirts that influence you, I've got dozens of them right here." "I gotta be in Wilmington tomorrow morning to show them to a buyer." "Since when does a drummer take priority over an officer?" "I must have that ticket." "A hundred dollars?" "I can't make change, Miss." "I don't want any change." "If that's the last space, I'd like to take it." "New York Police Department." "I beg your pardon." " No more room on the train." " You'll be more than sorry." "Good thing I found it." "Hey, Ginny." "What's going on here?" "This man took your ticket." "Ginny, I have my own ticket." "I'm old enough now to take care of myself you know." "Must all you New Yorkers be so insufferably boorish?" "I'm sorry, mister." "But this is police business." "I don't believe you're a policeman at all." "Show me your badge." "Next time try the one about your dying grandmother!" "Take your place." "Let me in line." "Your money, "Inspector."" "Hey, you!" "Giddy-up there." "Whoa!" "Whoa!" "Giddy-up there." "Whoa, whoa!" "Whoa!" "Lady, are you sure you didn't see the man who was holding my seat for me?" "Quite sure." " He was about 50." "Wore glasses." " I'm sorry." "You mean the man who left that bag?" "I saw him." "Where did he go?" " What will you give me if I tell you?" " Winfield!" "How about a nice three cent piece?" " The man went away." " Where?" "I don't know." "Just away." "Giddy-up there." "Whoa, whoa!" "Come on." "Giddy-up there." "Have the accommodations for Evans." "F and G." "There'll be three of us." "My husband is getting aboard at Philadelphia with his doctor." "He's very ill." "He had a seizure this morning." "We must get him home to Charleston." "Oh, yes." "I have a letter from the president of the railroad." "Excuse me." "Just a minute." "We'll appreciate as much quiet as possible at this end of the car." "Oh." "I'll see to it personally, Mrs. Gibbons." "Ticket, mister." "It's back in the Car 42." "Yes." "I'll catch you in a few minutes." "Fire tilt." "Sgt. Kennedy, New York police." "Did you see or hear a struggle, madame?" "I seen or heard nothing." "There must've been at least two men." "One was around 50." "Wore glasses." "Had florid face." "I left specific instructions." "I was not to be disturbed!" "Good night." ""When the South Carolina militia captured the federal post," ""they tore down your Stars  Stripes." ""And ran up their own Palmetto flag." ""Re-dress this indignity if you dare." ""But no." "You have submitted to it for two months." ""And you will submit forever."" "Why it's outrageous!" "The man should be horsewhipped!" "George Kelvin is a windbag" "What is he doing in the Senate anyways?" "I thought Texas had seceded from the Union." "You mean the Union has succeeded from Texas, ma'am." "Well!" "I see you had your way." "You didn't say you're going to be on this train, Colonel." "Well, there's only one train south at night, son." "You look as if you need a drink!" " Come on in." " No, thank you. ." "Maybe later." "Well, you're welcome anytime." "We got the longest bar in the world – New York to Baltimore!" "Baltimore?" "You're going to Baltimore?" "Yes." "Didn't you see my Zouaves?" "We're in they procession tomorrow." "And if there's going to be any shooting, let's hope they wait until we pass." "Woo-wo-woo woo!" "Woo-wo-woo woo!" "Woo woo woo!" "Madame, were being driven mad." "Will you have the kindness to make that child of yours shut up?" "Wo-wo-wo-woo woo!" "Woo-wo-woo!" "Winfield!" "Want something?" "My coat and my seat if you're through with them." "Are you sure you have the right car?" "That's my coat." "Take it off!" "Your coat?" "What coat?" "We got a fight going on here?" "I don't know." "My name is John Kennedy." "This is Berth 7 Car 42, isn't it?" "That's my ticket and my coat." "Berth 7 Car 42." "John Kennedy." " Well, let me see your ticket." " That's my ticket." "This galute's crazy." "I'm John Kennedy." "You got some identification, Mr. Kennedy?" "That's my letter and my gun." "You got some identification too?" "Certainly." ""To my son John Kennedy from his loving father," ""on this occasion of his graduation from" ""Saint Anthony school." "June 25, 1845."" "It's not such a rare name." "I'll concede there could be two John Kennedys." "There's only one ticket." "And it's mine." "Look, conductor." "You remember me." "I came through the gate asking for a man by the name of Reilly." "And you didn't have a ticket." "You said –" "You two argue this out between you." "All I know is that I'm sleeping here tonight." "Will you see that the berth is made up?" "I'm going out for a smoke." "Now, look, mister." "I am a conductor." "My business is to collect tickets." "And if you haven't got one, you get off this train in New Brunswick." "There's an army officer in the other car." "Col. Jeffers." "He'll identify me." "All right." "If he doesn't, you've got a long walk." "Come in." "Well, this is a happy surprise." "I was afraid it was gonna have to drink alone." "Sorry to bother you, Colonel." "But this man claims that you can identify him." "Of course!" "He's Sgt. Kennedy at the New York police." "Well, now that were acquainted, let's have a drink." "There still no space left." "And he still hasn't got a ticket." "Here!" "Hold this." "The quartermaster had me buy two tickets for this cabin." "I'm traveling alone." "He might as well use the extra one." " I owe you an apology, Sergeant." " Forget it." "And let that smooth-talking rascal sleep in Berth 7 Car 42?" "Not on my train!" "Let him sleep where he is." "Not while I'm conductor." "I'll handle this." "This is police business." "Mister, have a drink." "Not while I'm on duty." "Oh, come on." "Come on." "This is a tonic." "Here." "I'll get you some water." "Not dilute its medicinal value." "Thanks, Colonel." "It's working." "Fortune like they say?" "There's a fickle game." "Until this morning, I was plain Mr. Caleb Jeffers." "Delivered my state precinct." "Traded a few votes for a few favors, give or take." "Tonight I'm Col. Jeffers of the Poughkeepsie Zouaves." "You heard what I said in Stroud's office." "You're a straight ticket man." "The same is he is." "Why are you helping me?" "Mind you." "I don't say that Simon Stroud was wrong." "But he could be." "I'll admit that old Abe is the last man I ever wanted to see in the White House." "But I don't hold with violence." "Why not?" "It's the only way the Democrats can get another election." "You don't know voters." "Killing Lincoln would make a martyr out of him." "Then they'd put the Republicans in for the next 20 years to salve their consciences." "Incidentally, uh..." "What's in this business for you?" "You don't have to tell me, son." "A man has a right to his ambition." "And it's a good gamble." "Mr. Lincoln puts more value on his life than a sergeant's pay." "It's more than a gamble." "A friend of mine named Reilly was murdered aboard this train tonight." "The man who killed him thought he was getting rid of me." "Somebody doesn't want me to get to Baltimore." "The party who took over your berth?" "Or whoever is paying him." "Right now, I need a gun." "Can I borrow yours?" "I don't know." "With a person's firearms, a man could get hurt." "You never can tell when you need a shot." "No more." "I've still got to find a gun." "Be careful." "It's loaded." "Oh, I'm interested in guns." "Lance is very proud of those pieces." "They were his father's." "I see he hunts too." "Why, yes." "Lance is a mighty good shot." "Tell me." "Is he going to get off in Baltimore or going on through?" "Oh, he's going all the way to Atlanta with us." "What is it, Rachel?" "This man's interested in your guns, Mr. Beaufort." "Oh, he is?" "This is it." "Two killings for the price of one, huh?" "There wouldn't have to be if you'd mind your own business." "Have a smoke?" "You hand off cigars to all your victims?" "It gives them something to do with their hands." "Three minutes stop." "New Brunswick." "This is where we get off." "Wrong side, Mr. Kennedy." "Get your pillows!" "Down toward the engine, Mr. Kennedy." "Papers!" "Papers!" "Papers!" "Get your pillows!" "Papers!" "Who wants something?" "This is good." "Mind if I smoke this now?" "I don't like to see fine tobacco go to waste." "Go ahead." "I'm waiting for the whistle." "Aboard!" "Red Flag." "Washington." "And points south." "All passengers, BOARD!" "Who's giving you orders?" "Who is it?" "Talk!" "Who is it?" "No!" "Noo!" "NO!" "Did you hear that?" "Come on." "Who is it?" "He's in Car 27!" "Hold the train, Mr. Gannon!" "Who is it?" "Kennedy." "You don't need a doctor." "Just a long box." " Who did it?" " I did." "May I pull the task pail, Mr. Crowley?" "Go ahead." "Hold it, Mr. Gannon." "Can I see you for a moment, please?" "I'm Col. Caleb Jeffers of the 6th Zouaves." "Here are my orders." "Orders or no orders, Colonel." "The country's not under military law." "Not yet." "The sheriff will want to ask you some questions." "The Provost Marshal in Baltimore can answer them." "My men and I need to parade there tomorrow." "This is Sgt. Kennedy of the New York police." "I'll vouch for him." "The Inaugural Express is due in Baltimore in 10 hours." "Sgt. Kennedy and I are preceding it." "We expected trouble." "But not so soon." "Well, what will I do with him?" "Put him on ice until you hear from the War Department." "Pretty fast talking, Colonel." "Pretty fast riding for me." "Pretty fancy shooting too, for anyone." "So, Sarge." "You want to hit me?" "That's the cabdriver's take." "The important thing is I plugged him." "Yeah, thanks." "You told me you didn't have a gun." "I didn't." "I had to borrow this from one of my men." "What for?" "For you." "Ain't much of a pistol." "One shot and you're through." "Or the other fellow is." "Bullets?" "There." "They may come in handy." "You know I don't know anything about a plot against Lincoln's life." "But there certainly seems to be one against yours." "You have to have a nightcap." "I've got work to do." "I'll have one myself." "I could use it." "Hogwash, huh?" "That's what Simon Stroud called it." "Do you mind if I read it too?" "I don't see why not?" "Everyone else has." "Two weeks ago, I was sent to Baltimore in a routine assignment." "I didn't find our suspect." "They turned up a better one." " See that man?" " Mmm-hmm." "His name is Fernandina." "The first time I met him was in his barber shop." "At the Barnum Hotel." "He was giving me a shave." "He never stopped talking politics." "He said the elections were crooked." "And if that man lived or set in the White House, he'd split the country and bring on a war." "Well, you don't have to go to Baltimore to hear talk like that." "Something in the way he spoke made me listen." "I made friends with him." "One night he took me to a secret society he was mixed up with." "When I heard what was going on, I joined up." "Secret password, it says here." ""Dagger on a Bible."" "It reminds me of when I was a young one." "A very young one." "That's the way it struck me too – until I heard the rest of it." "They've got numbers." "Hundreds." "Maybe thousands." "Southern hotheads I suppose." "Add a few cool ones from the North." "Well, it seems to me you've got a case after all." "By the way, did you learn anything from our departed friend back in New Brunswick?" "He admitted he had a contact in the Car 27." "But he wasn't under oath." "Worse." "He was under the wheels." "Not much to go on." "But it's a start." "You play whist?" "Yeah, why?" "There's nothing like a two-handed card game to attract onlookers." "Let's go back to the parlor." "These observations will be of great importance when I present my views to Mr. Lincoln." "And for my new book as well." "I'm writing another..." "Watch the aisle a moment." "Mrs. Stowe isn't the only literary lady in New England." "But no one can say that I'm not equally permissive." "I sure I'm very grateful for allowing me to talk to your slave, Miss Beaufort." "After all, I've never talked to a slave before." "We don't have them in Boston you know." "Oh, it's quite all right, Mrs. Alsop." "I'm sure the experience is as novel for Rachel as it is for you." "Oh!" "Have you lost something, Mrs. Alsop?" "My – my jottings." "My literary jottings." "I must've missed placed them somewhere." "Pardon me." "Pardon me." "Do you mind, Mr. Ogden?" "I'm sure you're sitting on my jottings." "Oh!" "No jottings." "I must have left them in my cabin." "Pardon me." "Pardon me, please." "Oh, Mrs. Alsop." "Yes." "Your jottings." "Oh, dear." "I was sitting on them!" "Thank you so much." "You must forgive me." "I'm such a scatter-brain." "I'm always losing my jottings." "My husband tells me they're strewn all over Boston." "Now let me see." "Where were we?" "Oh, tell me, my dear." "How does it feel being beaten?" "They did beat you, of course?" "Yes, of course." "Rachel, don't be so absurd." "They did too, Miss Ginny." "Remember the Christmas ball when we slid down the banister together?" "You forget to tell, Mrs. Alsop." "We were ten years old." "They spanked me too." "That didn't make me hurt any less." "Now there's one question more." "If you slaves were free, would you go back to Africa to live?" "Madame!" "Don't interrupt, Lance." "Mrs. Alsop is going to put Rachel in a book." "Something along the lines of Uncle Tom's Cabin." "She is, if she?" "Oh, I don't mind, Mr. Lance." "Africa?" "Oh, I don't think so." "It seems such a long ways off." "And I don't know anybody there." "I've lived in Tall Trees all my life." "Well, you'll change your mind – the day slavery is abolished." "When you know what freedom is." "I know what it is." "And now, Mrs. Alsop." "If you've pried sufficiently into our benighted Southern affairs," "I'm sure my sister and the maid would like to retire." "Well!" "I'll see that your cabin is made up." "Wait a minute, sonny." "Wait a minute." "I know you're a West Point lieutenant." "And I'm only a colonel in the militia." "But don't they teach lieutenants to salute colonels up there at the point?" "I'm sorry, sir." "I've only had my uniform four hours." "And haven't been saluted yet." "You may as well be the first." "Congratulations on your commission, Colonel." "Come here, sonny." "Oh, excuse me." "Well now, how about that game of whist?" "I'm your man." "But as I told you, son." "Cards is the invention of the devil." "It must've been invented on a long train ride." "Well, we can't say this one has been too dull, can we?" "What with the shooting back there in New Brunswick." "Does anyone know who the man was who was shot?" "I wish I knew myself." "Restless times." "Let us hope the country will settle down after Mr. Lincoln is inaugurated." "I'd inaugurate him– with a stout rope from the White House chandelier." "You sound as if you've lost a bet, friend." "A bet?" "We've lost a country, Colonel." "Six months from today, the United States will be busted." "Ogden's the name." "Tom Ogden." " Hartford." "Building supplies." " Caleb Jeffers." "Trenton, next stop!" "Trenton in five minutes." "Last chance for supper at the station restaurant." "I'm not expecting a boom, mind you." "But I can't share your extreme pessimism either." "You would if you've lost as many contracts as I have in the last two months." "Nobody wants to build with a war coming on." "Lincoln isn't president yet." "If those firebrands in Baltimore have their way tomorrow, he never will be." "Your cabin is ready, sir." "Oh, dear." "I do hope we don't run into violence in Baltimore." "I have an appointment on Pratt Street." "Anything could happen in Baltimore." "It's a nest of secessionists." "I'm getting off at Baltimore too." "If somebody puts a bullet in Abe Lincoln," "I'll be the first to shake his hand." "That man is heading us straight into a war." "I wouldn't let Mr. Ogden get too close to your rifle, mister." "The temptation might be too much for him." "With one of those newfangled telescope sights, he could probably hit Lincoln from 500 yards off." "Have you tried one of those new sights, mister?" "Not yet." "Well, I guess the shooting is pretty good in Georgia now." "It'll get better." "Or Baltimore." "If you happen to be getting off there too." "Just what do you mean, sir?" "If the secessionist haven't repealed it, there's a law against shooting a President-elect." "You have to wait till March 4." "I find your tone offensive." "Lance!" "I'm aware that all Southerners are regarded as criminals in this part of the country." "And we should be accustomed to these indignities." "My brother and I have nothing to conceal." "If we were getting off in Baltimore, it'd be none of your concern." "But it happens that we're going through to Atlanta." "Aren't we, Lance?" "Of course!" "My brother is resigning from the military academy." "And will wait at Tall Trees to be called for the colors." "The Confederate colors." "Now is there any other personal business you want to know?" "No." "I guess not." "Come see me to my cabin." "Last chance for supper at the station restaurant." "I guess we won't learn anything playing whist." "We didn't do too bad." "And by the way, Mr. Ogden is a likely prospect." "John Kennedy." "Telegram for John Kennedy." "Here!" "John Kennedy." "Right here, boy." " Kennedy?" " That's right." "Telegram, sir." "Here." "Thank you kindly." "Probably from Stroud." "No." ""John Kennedy, Washington Night Fllyer, en route." ""Regret unable transmit telegram to A. Lincoln," "Harrisburg, due to interruption of service." ""Eastern Electric Telegraph Company."" "Well, that's that." "Well, maybe you can get through in Philadelphia." "We'll see." "So you were impressed with Mr. Ogden, huh?" "Weren't you?" "He talks big." "He struck me as an explosive character." "He would shoot off anything but his mouth." "Don't lock the door." "It's snow, by God." "Well, that doesn't surprise me none." "I've had a feeling of rheumatism in my leg all evening." " Are you tired?" " A little bit." "Well, you better catch your nap." "I'll sit up." "Thanks, Colonel." "I never could sleep on the train myself." "Might as well make ourselves comfortable." "The gun is in my jacket just in case." "So you were impressed with Ogden?" "Well, now, maybe he wouldn't shoot Lincoln himself." "Like you say." "But he might hire somebody to do it." " Like young Beaufort?" " Maybe." "Beaufort is full of strong convictions." "Has a mean temper." "And a rifle with telescope." "He's capable of killing Lincoln all right." "But not on his own." "Beaufort is a fanatic." "Not an organizer." "You may be right though." "He might be taking orders from someone." "I still say it's Ogden." "No." "Ogden is too obvious." "The man who is working with Fernandina is..." "I started to say the man we want is smoother." "It would take a man of your brains, Colonel." "I pried the led out of the cartridge." "I told you I wasn't much of a hand with firearms." "You were back there." "I shouldn't have saved your life." "You shot wild in the steam because you couldn't see." "But you had nothing to lose." "If you didn't get me, you'd at least keep your own man from talking." "You overplayed your hand, Colonel." "You're smarter than I figured you to be." "I never underestimated you." "I'm turning you over to the police in Philadelphia." "Go ahead." "But you better figure on staying over to testify against me." "I could give you the bullet you intended for me." "And throw you out the window." "Nobody would know the difference." "There'd be a rope around your neck as soon as they found me." "We'll wait." "What do you want?" "I know you're in this for everything you get out of it." "Something more than a police sergeant's pay." "I don't want your money." "Look, son." "I'm a man with a finger in a lot of pies." "One of them is Northern cotton mill shares." "You know what will happen to those mills if war came." "And the supply of raw cotton was cut off from the South." "I guess I'd have to change to wool." "There are two kinds of people in this world, Kennedy." "One kind yells their head off." "And doesn't get anywhere." "Like that judge at Ogden." "Or that Mrs. what's her name there." "The fuddy-duddy abolitionist from Boston." "The other kind keep their mouth shut." "Votes a straight ticket." "And puts out some –" "– where it will do some good." "What do you say?" "Get your coat." "Change cars at Philadelphia for west." "Philadelphia." "Where can I find Lt. Coulter?" "Coulter?" "He's just about going off duty now." "I want to see him." "He's at headquarters." "You can catch him there if you hurry." "There isn't that much time." "I'm Sgt. Kennedy of the New York police." "And I have an important arrest." "What's the charge?" "Suspicion of intent to commit murder." "Murder?" "I'm Col. Jeffers of the Poughkeepsie State Zouaves Guard." "Here are my official traveling orders." "This will tel you more about me." "I never argue with law." "No, sir." "This is over your head, officer." "Will you get Coulter, please?" "This is a personal letter which will further identify me." "Note the stationary and the signature." "Joseph Grifton, the Secretary of War." "I see." "Now that you've seen my credentials, I suggest you check on his." "Do you have identification?" "Coulter will identify me." "This man must be a lunatic." "He has no badge." "No authority." "No right to have me held." "He's been annoying me ever since he came on the train." "You better get Coulter, officer." "Or else there's gonna be trouble." "They'll be a lot more trouble if I'm not on the Flyer when she pulls out." "You know who I am." "I'll be in Cabin A Car 27." "Just a minute." "You have 20 minutes, Colonel." "Daniel!" "Get Lt Coulter!" "It's urgent." "He's at headquarters." "Tell him that Sgt Kennedy of the New York police wants him." "To make an important arrest." "You made a bad mistake, young man." "So?" "You want the police?" "Well, you'll have your wish." "Where do you think you're going?" "To send a telegram." "To Superintendent Stroud of the New York police." "Any objections?" "I want to send a telegram to New York." "How long will it be before I can get an answer?" "I'm sorry." "But I don't think you can get an answer from New York before the Flyer leaves." "It usually takes close to an hour." "But this is most urgent." "Dispatcher's orders for the Flyer in yet?" "Coming in right now." "You sure this is right?" "It was repeated twice." "But it can't be." "Hold up the Flyer for the delivery of a package?" "That's what it says." "Dang." "Wait till Mr. Gannon hears about this!" "You may get your answer through at that." "The Flyer's being held up." "Good." "Well, this message goes to Superintendent Stroud of the New York police." "An hour and 20 minutes late!" "What kind of a train is this?" "You'll pull out when I tell you to, Mr. Gannon." "We've had our share of trouble with the raiders trying to cut us off from the North." "And it's likely they're out there again tonight." "And you've got better than 200 souls aboard." "You take my meaning, Mr. Gannon." " You, Mr. Crowley?" " I have no alternative." "You may give the highball, Mr. Crowley, as soon as the package is delivered to you." "Make sure that it gets into the stationmaster's hands when you pull into Washington." "We still haven't heard from the New York police." "We will." "Good to see you, Coulter." "Don't be so sure, John." "This is from Superintendent Stroud." "To Chief of Police, Philadelphia." ""John Kennedy is suspected" ""of impersonating an officer of the New York Police Department." ""of which he's no longer a member," "" He's wanted for questioning in the death of police Lt. Tim Reilly." ""Please have Kennedy returned to New York for the next train North." "Signed, Stroud." "Make this easy for me, will you, John?" "I suppose it'll do no good –" "What if it were the other way around?" "All right." "Too bad, John." "But you wanted it that way." "Oh." "I nearly walked off without my property." "You won't need my gun where you're going." "Maybe I will." "Thanks." "I hate to do this, John." "But let's get it over with." "I have to be back here at dawn to put a detail on the yard." "The Inauguration Special is coming through Baltimore with Mr. Lincoln aboard." "Is he all right?" "He has withstood the journey fairly well so far." "May I be of some assistance, Mrs. Gibbons?" "Thank you, Mr. Crowley." "But I think we can manage." "I'll standby just in case." "Thank you." "It won't be necessary." "Steady." "Easy." "It's just a little way more, dear." "Has his berth then made up?" "Of course." "Be careful on the steps." "Mr. Kennedy?" "What do you want?" "I have something to tell you." "It's important." "Very important!" "What is it, Rachel?" "Sorry, John." "Talk to him at the station house after he's been booked." "Let's go." "We're not going to walk to headquarters, are we?" "You got any better ideas this time of night?" "Here comes an empty carriage." "Come on." "This will be on me." "All right, cabbie." "Over here." "Take us to headquarters." "John!" "John, come back!" "I am looking for the division manager." "You're looking straight at him." "I believe you've been waiting for this." "For what?" "Please sign here." "Hallelujah!" "Here." "Take care of it." "Good care of it." "All clear, Mr. Crowley." "Board!" "Did you see a man go by here – no hat or coat?" "Nope." "The name is Kennedy." "John Kennedy." "Lt. Coulter, Philadelphia police." "Kennedy?" "Is he in trouble again?" "He's wanted by the New York Police Department for impersonating –" "I had him in custody." "And he got away." "Impersonating a –" "Mr. Crowley, I hate to disturb you." "But how many more packages are you waiting for?" "Keep your shirt on, Mr. Gannon." "I'm holding this train until we've found Kennedy." "No!" "How many people are running this train?" "It's not how many are running it, Mr. Gannon." "How many are stopping it?" "I'd like to help you out, Lieutenant." "But we've got our orders." "And the Flyer is leaving." "Board!" "Then it's leaving without you, Mr Crowley, because I'm putting you under arrest for obstructing the law." "Take care of him." "Oh, all right." "That's more like it." "You stay at this end." "And keep your eye open." "Post a brakeman on the rear platform." "We'll start at that end and work forward." "What's the matter?" "Your friend Sgt. Kennedy is loose again." "My men and I will help you search." "Come on." "Sergeant!" "Oh, sergeant!" "Sergeant!" "Sorry, Lieutenant." "We couldn't find him." "We will." "He can't have gone far." "Mr. Gannon." "BOARD!" "All aboard!" "I'm still not satisfied he isn't aboard that train." "You keep watch for him here at the station." "I'll ride along as far as Derby Junction." "Right." "Scared ya, didn't I?" "I said you'd come back." "But Mommy said you wouldn't." "I'm pretty smart for my age." "Shh!" "Quiet!" "What are you doing?" "I'm playing a game with the conductor." "Can I play too?" "You take every berth on this side." "I'll take this side." "Sorry to disturb you, ma'am." "Uh, you take that side." " And I'll take the side." " Yes, sir." "We're looking for a man." "What is going on around here?" "Excuse me." "Sorry to disturb you, madame." "I think they're all right." "We'll be pulling into Derby Junction in 15 or 20 minutes now, Lieutenant." "You'll have to drop off there." "Or go into Wilmington." "I'll get off at Darby." "Officer Seven." "You don't suppose Kennedy will be back in his own berth, do you?" "Well, he's got enough brass to try anything." "Hello, sonny." "We're looking for a man with dark hair and a gray suit." "No overcoat." "And no hat." "Have you seen him?" "What will you give me if I tell you?" "Here you are, sonny." "Winfield!" "We're looking for a man named Kennedy." "The berth was going to waste." "You said the young man wasn't coming back." "I hope you don't mind my putting Winfield." "At least at night." "All right." "But, Mommy!" "Go to sleep, Winfield." "But, Mommy!" "Not another word out of you!" "All right." "No one's seen him in Car 47, sir." "Is there anything more my men and I can do?" "I don't think we missed anybody." "What do I do with this?" "What is it?" "The package they put on in Philadelphia." ""E.J. Ward, Willard Hotel."" ""Care of station master, Washington DC."" "Heard of him?" "No." "Must be a mighty big potato to hold up the Washington Flyer for an hour and a half." "Lock it up in the baggage car." "Excuse me, please." "Looks like he got away, Lieutenant." "Yes." "I guess he gave us the slip in Philadelphia." " Good night." " Good night." "Good luck." "Mr. Gannon." "We must be hitting 70!" "Seventy is fine, Mr. Crowley." "We might make enough time." "It's my business too." "Have you read orders to slow down?" "Your business is to keep your shoes under your post, Mr. Crowley." "You tend to your end." "And I'll tend to mine." "You'll find the water over there." "Mr. Kennedy." "What is it you wanted to tell me?" "You had something to tell me, Rachel." "What is it?" "About Mr. Lincoln." "Are you sure they want to shoot him?" "The shooting?" "Yes." "Mr. Lance wouldn't do anything like that." "There are 20 men coming into Baltimore from 20 states to do the job." "Not one of the 20 knows who the other 19 are." "They timed it right to the minute." "Abe Lincoln would be a sitting pigeon to those sharpshooters." "And Mr. Lance has a rifle with a new telescopic sight." "Here's his ticket." "I found it in his greatcoat." "He wasn't telling Miss Ginny the truth." "He isn't going home to Tall Trees." "Then I was right." "He is getting off at Baltimore." "Good night." "Miss Beaufort?" "Paper." "Yes, Mr. Lance?" "Are you and Miss Ginny all right?" "Yes, Mr. Lance." "She's sleeping." "Well, you get some sleep yourself." "Good night." "I'm afraid for him." "You should be." "Anyone who fires at Lincoln tomorrow won't live five minutes." "What will you do to him?" "You'll put him in jail?" "I wish I could." "I don't have the authority." "I need one of his guns, Rachel." "Promise me you won't hurt Mr. Lance." "I can't promise that." "Look, Rachel." "I'm no Republican or abolitionist." "But I guided Mr. Lincoln while he was campaigning in New York." "I helped him open a window." "He held a door for me." "I found a parcel for him." "Some nightshirts in the laundry." "I was only with him for 48 hours." "But when he left, he shook my hand and thanked me." "He wished me well." "I was never so taken with a human man." "You gave him a gun to use on Mr. Lance?" "Tell Mr. Lance to step in here." "No, Miss Ginny." "Get over him now, Rachel." "We'll be in the South soon." "Tell him." "Very soon." "Lance...." "Lance!" "I can't believe this is happening, Rachel." "You and I grew up like sisters." "Lance has been your brother as much as mine." " I know that, Miss Ginny." " Like sisters?" "Only you're free and she's a slave." "Rachel is as free as I am." "You know that." "That's why you never thought to ask for your freedom." "And why I never thought of giving it to you." "Freedom isn't it thing you should be able to give me, Miss Ginny." "Freedom is something I should've been born with." "Thanks anyway, Rachel." "What is he doing here?" "He wanted this." "Turn around and face the wall!" "Lance!" "Lance, you're going to kill him!" "Stay away from him!" "I need to speak to the conductor!" "Wait, Ginny." "Don't ring him." "Why not?" "Because Mr. Kennedy knows he's getting off in Baltimore." "That's why." "That's a lie." "No it isn't." "Tell her, Mr. Lance." "I am getting off at Baltimore." "But you said you were coming to Tall Trees with us." "I'll come to Tall Trees when it's safe again." "When a man can live in peace and in honor." "You must have business in Baltimore." "Yes, when I finish my business in Baltimore." "Lance." "You wouldn't murder!" "Not murder." "There's a difference between a political assassination and murder." "What could happen if that war monger is inaugurated?" "That would be murder." "It would take only one bullet to save thousands of lives of Southerns and Northern troops." "I hope it's mine." "Next stop, Wilmington." "Wilmington, next stop." "Wilmington!" "Next stop, Wilmington." "Wilmington." "What are you going to do with him?" "I'll turn him over to the police in Wilmington." "You're lying." "Just like you lied about going home to Tall Trees." "Go back to bed, Ginny." "You wouldn't turn him over to the conductor." "And you're not going to turn him over to the police." "They'll hang you!" "Ginny's right, Mr. Lance." "Listen to what she's saying." "Now both of you." "Get back to bed." "Your friend, Mr. Kennedy." "Can he sleep it off it here?" "Of course." "Bring him in." "Here." "Put that away." "We've got to get rid of him." "Are you insane?" "The Philadelphia police heard him accuse me of making an attempt on his life." "I can't afford to have anything happen to him in here." "What'll we do with him?" "He's wanted by the law, isn't he?" "Well?" "Tie him up." "And let the law find him when the Flyer pulls into Washington." "Hot java!" "Coffee!" "Hot java!" "Anybody want hot java?" "Coffee!" "Paper!" "Boy!" "Boy, I want a paper!" "Paper!" "Paper!" "Is it war?" "No, ma'am." "It's Baltimore." "Anyone want a hot chocolate?" "What are they doing to our train, conductor?" "Nothing to be upset about, ma'am." "You can't run a locomotive through the middle of Baltimore." "The engine smoke dirties the laundry." "So the women passed a law." "Now we do it this way." "It's perfectly ridiculous." "And I mean to bring it to the attention of Mr. Lincoln." "Who is it?" "Fernandina." " You weren't followed?" " No." "You met Mr. Kennedy here." "Good morning, Mr. Kennedy." "Is Mr. Kennedy waiting for a shave?" "No." "But the police may be waiting for him." "He's wanted in New York and Philadelphia." "They must've telegraphed ahead." "No need to worry about that." "The magnetic telegraph service between New York and Baltimore has been suspended since midnight." "Suspended?" "Why?" "Telegraph lines down." "Lantern signals all night." "Something's up." "It's normal precautions." "Mr. Lincoln's train is due in from Harrisburg at noon as scheduled." " Many federal troops in town?" " Oh, naturally." "Well, Mr. Kennedy had me guessing for a time last night." "But now everything's all right." "You say Mr. Kennedy turned in his full report on me?" "And I thought he was a friend of mine." "He's a friend of Mr. Lincoln." "A personal friend." "Well." "As I always say, it's a small world" "How does the razor feel to you, Colonel?" " Mighty fine." "Mighty soothing.." " Good." "Ah, the decorations are very effecting." "I didn't know the people around here would be so glad to see Abe Lincoln." "Most of them are not." "The banners were the reception committee's idea." "Did they build a speaker's stand?" "Not necessary." "He speaks from the rear platform of a private car." "It will stop across the square." "Good." "Is everything ready?" "At that building over there by the harness shop, fifty men have been selected." "And they will start a riot – three minutes after Lincoln's speech begins." "Three minutes after two." "That should draw the police away from him at least." "It might surprise some people to find their common barber has it in him, huh?" "You've done yourself proud, I'd say." "I only hope that all of our friends are as well pleased." "Look at that uh..." "upstairs window in the hotel." " The open one." " Yes." "That window is where Lt. Beaufort will sit with his rifle until the proper moment comes." "He will have Mr. Lincoln in his telescope sight." "I saw to it there was a chair for him." "He will be quite comfortable." "There you are, Colonel." "A new face." "Lobsters!" "Crabs!" "Lobsters!" "Crabs!" "Lobsters, ladies." "There you are." "Thank you, sir." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Crabs!" "Lobsters!" "Crabs!" "Crabs here." "Boy!" "Over here!" "Extra." "Read all about it." "Who is there?" "Beaufort." "Let me in." "Did you see this?" "Lincoln's speech in Baltimore canceled!" "?" "Well, that can't be true." "My men are disposed and waiting." "It's true, all right." ""News of Mr. Lincoln's movements" ""ceased abruptly after his departure from Harrisburg last night." ""It is not likely that telegraphic service" ""will be resumed until he reaches Washington."" "So they'll be war." "Don't be too down in the mouth, son." "Mr. Lincoln is a tall target." "There'll be another day." "It looks like somebody read your report after all, John." "I'll take care of Mr. Kennedy." "No." "No." "You stay here and watch him until the train gets out of Baltimore." "Then get rid of him as you see fit." "And after that?" "You might as well keep on going to Atlanta." "Good morning, Colonel." "This is one ride we won't forget in a hurry, eh?" "I'm afraid not." "Ah!" "Mrs. Gibbons." "I hope Mr. Gibbons had a good night's rest." "Yes." "Thank you." "Left face." "Form a line." "Colonel." "I'll leave you here." "If you're in any further need of my services, you know where to find me." "There are only two trains booked through here today." "The Flyer and the Inauguration Special." "That's right." "The package." "What package?" "They didn't hold the train in Philadelphia an hour and a half just to put that package on board." "They held it for him." "What are your orders, sir?" "Let me through." "Robert!" "Robert!" "Robert!" "Robert!" "See Mrs. Gibbons." "Her husband..." "See Mrs. Gibbons!" "Her husband!" "Mrs. Gibbons!" "Mrs. Gibbons!" "Foreword, March!" "Where is he?" " Who?" " You know who I mean!" "Who's in there?" "Open up." "What are you doing in here?" "Where did he come from?" "I'm putting him in your custody." "He's wanted by the police." "I know." "How did you catch him?" " I can explain." " You can explain nothing." "You've caused us nothing but trouble ever since you came aboard." "You guard him until I can get the authorities." "Lieutenant." "We'll need your gun." "Certainly." "Sit over there." "No more of your tricks, Kennedy." "Don't worry." "I won't cause you any more trouble." "Let's hope not." "Pretty country." "Mr. Lance." "Where's my gun?" "I haven't seen it." "Did you see it, Rachel?" " No, Mr. Lance." " Are you sure?" "Even if I knew where it was, I wouldn't tell you, Mr. Lance." "How about a chew of tobacco?" "Give me the gun, Rachel." "I haven't got it, Mr. Lance." "You're making trouble for yourself, Rachel." "Serious trouble." "I'm not afraid." "Lance!" "Lance!" "What is it?" "What's happening?" "This man is a dangerous criminal." "Kindly open the door." "But he's wanted for–" "I trust you've not made him too uncomfortable." "Open the door." "You will please remain at this end of the car." "What I have to say must be said quickly." "And to him alone." "Your report to the War Department was received and acted on." "My employer Allan Pinkerton persuaded Mr. Lincoln to cancel his speech in Baltimore." "He is at present acting as his personal bodyguard." "And has taken every possible means to ensure Mr. Lincoln's safe arrival in Washington." "I gather Mr. Ward's package is one of them." "I'd give a hat to know what's in it." "Your testimony will be needed when the conspirators come to trial." "You've earned that hat, Mr. Kennedy." "And an official commendation too." "There is no E.J. Ward." "And that package is full of yesterday's newspapers." "You know everyone aboard this train?" "I think I do." "The best night's sleep I've had in months, Mrs. Gibbons." "You needed it." "Any news, Mr. Pinkerton?" "The journey was without incident, sir." "Did ever any President come to his inauguration so like a thief in the night?"