Wilkes Booth, the assassin Of President Lincoln, has been shot,
and Harrold, who attempted to murder Mr. Seward, has been ar- rested, as well as an accomplice whose name is said to be Ashteroth. They had fled, it appears, on horseback into the southern comities of Maryland, and took refuge in a barn a few miles from Port Royal Ferry. The barn on 26th April was surrounded by troops and the assassins summoned to surrender, which Harrold was willing to do. Booth, however, declared him a coward, and taking up a rifle was shot by a sergeant named Corbet, who aimed at his shoulder; the bullet, however, passed through his spine, and after lingering for some hours in terrible pain he expired on the morn- ing of the 27th. He made no confessions and implicated no one, merely stating that Harrold had nothing to do with the murder of the President. His last words seem to have been, "Tell my mother I died for my country. I did what I thought was for the best," and the witnesses present mention particularly the maniacal wild- ness of his eyes. With that morbid feeling about the dead which we have frequently noticed in America his relatives applied for his body, which under the same feeling was refused and dropped into the Potomac, so that even the place of sepulture should not be known. Harrold is still under examination, and it is said has made a confession, but nothing certain has yet been reported.
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