To whom it may concern:         My name is Louis. Here I sit; in this tiny room; at this small wooden night table; amongst the shadows that hide between the spaces of light and my sanity; trying to write. Here I sit; staring, for the last time out a porthole of a window into a world of whose pleasures I will no longer experience. It is so quiet. If not for the faint pattering of rain …showed first 75 words of 2639 total…

…showed last 75 words of 2639 total…done. None of the other victims were dead but the most influential had be the most affected one. Johnson was now president. The country would pull through. As for me, Grant's hero, I must also pay the price for my pride. I thought I could single-handedly defeat evil. Because of my ignorance, Ex-president Lincoln, rests, with the great men of the past. I too must join them. Give my regards to Johnson.                  Louis J. Weichmann