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Copyright © 2011 by Candice Millard

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Millard, Candice.
Destiny of the republic : a tale of madness, medicine, and the murder of a president / Candice Millard.—1st ed.
p. cm.
1. Garfield, James A. (James Abram), 1831–1881—Assassination. 2. Presidents—United States—Biography. 3. Guiteau, Charles Julius, 1841–1882. 4. Presidents—Medical care—United States—History—
19th century. 5. Medicine—United States—History—19th century. 6. Bell, Alexander Graham, 1847–1922. 7. Medical instruments and apparatus—United States—History—19th century. 8. United States—Politics and government—1881–1885. 9. Political culture—United States—History—19th century. 10. Power (Social sciences)—United States—History—19th century. I. Title.
E687.9.M55 2011
973.8′4092—dc22             2011001549

eISBN: 978-0-385-53500-7

v3.1

For my parents,
Lawrence and Constance Millard,
on their fiftieth wedding anniversary

CONTENTS

Cover

Other Books by This Author

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Prologue
  Chosen

PART ONE
PROMISE

Chapter 1
  The Scientific Spirit

Chapter 2
  Providence

Chapter 3
  “A Beam in Darkness”

Chapter 4
  God’s Minute Man

Chapter 5
  Bleak Mountain

PART TWO
WAR

Chapter 6
  Hand and Soul

Chapter 7
  Real Brutuses and Bolingbrokes

Chapter 8
  Brains, Flesh, and Blood

Chapter 9
  
Casus Belli

Chapter 10
The Dark Dreams of Presidents

Chapter 11
“A Desperate Deed”

PART THREE
FEAR

Chapter 12
“Thank God It Is All Over”

Chapter 13
“It’s True”

Chapter 14
All Evil Consequences

Chapter 15
Blood-Guilty

PART FOUR
TORTURED FOR THE REPUBLIC

Chapter 16
Neither Death nor Life

Chapter 17
One Nation

Chapter 18
“Keep Heart”

Chapter 19
On a Mountaintop, Alone

Chapter 20
Terror, Hope, and Despair

Chapter 21
After All

Chapter 22
All the Angels of the Universe

Epilogue
  Forever and Forever More

Acknowledgments

Notes

Bibliography

Illustration Credits

Illustrations


PROLOGUE

C
HOSEN

C
rossing the Long Island Sound in dense fog just before midnight on the night of June 11, 1880, the passengers and crew of the steamship
Stonington
found themselves wrapped in impenetrable blackness. They could feel the swell of the sea below them, and they could hear the low-slung ship plowing through the water, its enormous wooden paddle wheels churning, its engine drumming. At steady intervals, the blast of the foghorn reverberated through the darkness, but no ship returned its call. They seemed to be utterly alone.

Although most of the passengers had long since retired to private cabins or the bright warmth of the saloon, one man stood quietly on the deck, peering into the fog that obscured everything beyond his own pale hands. At five feet seven inches tall, with narrow shoulders, a small, sharp face, and a threadbare jacket, Charles Guiteau was an unremarkable figure. He had failed at everything he had tried, and he had tried nearly everything, from law to ministry to even a free-love commune. He had been thrown in jail. His wife had left him. His father believed him insane, and his family had tried to have him institutionalized. In his own mind, however, Guiteau was a man of great distinction and promise, and he predicted a glorious future for himself.

Just three days earlier, immediately following the Republican Party’s tumultuous presidential convention in faraway Chicago, Guiteau had decided to pack his few belongings and leave Boston, his sights set on the party’s campaign headquarters in New York. In a surprise nomination, James Garfield, an eloquent congressman from Ohio, had been chosen over a field of powerful contenders, including even former president Ulysses S. Grant. Like Guiteau, Garfield had started out with very little in life, but where Guiteau had found failure and frustration, Garfield had found unparalleled success. The excitement surrounding the unexpected, charismatic candidate was palpable, and Guiteau was determined to be a part of it.

Absorbed in his own thoughts, and blinded by the thick fog that blanketed the sound, Guiteau did not even see the other ship until it was too late. One moment there was the soft, rhythmic splashing of the paddle wheels. In the next instant, before Guiteau’s eyes, a 253-foot steamship abruptly materialized from the darkness and collided with Guiteau’s ship head-on in a tremendous, soul-wrenching crash of iron and steel. As the
Stonington
recoiled from the blow and tried to pull astern, it compounded the disaster by tearing away the starboard wheelhouse and wheel of the oncoming ship—its sister steamer, the
Narragansett
, which had been headed at full speed in the opposite direction.

On board the
Narragansett
, passengers were suddenly plunged into darkness, confusion, and terror. As the ship listed steeply, the lights went out and rushing water and scalding steam poured over the decks. Several staterooms were swept away entirely, and one man, who had been asleep in an upper bunk, was thrown out of a gaping hole and into the sound. Just as the shocked passengers, who had rushed from their rooms in nightgowns and bare feet, began to comprehend what had happened, another thunderous blast shook the
Narragansett
as its boiler, which had been struck by the
Stonington
, exploded. Flames licked the well-oiled decks, sending a deadly firestorm billowing through the ship.

As the passengers of the
Stonington
watched in horror, the men and women of the
Narragansett
, frantic to escape the fire, began to throw themselves and their children over the sides of the blazing ship into the depths of the sound. One terrified young man raised his gun and shot himself as the boat began to sink. In just minutes, the fire grew in intensity until it covered the length of the ship, from stem to stern, and illuminated the sound for miles.

As the tragedy unfolded before him, Guiteau could hear the screams and desperate cries for help, which continued, disembodied, even after the ship burned to the waterline and then sank, plunging the shell-shocked witnesses, once again, into complete darkness. The frightened and ill-prepared crew of the
Stonington
lowered lifeboats into the water and circled blindly for hours, searching for survivors by their cries and pulling them to safety by arms, legs, clothing, even the hair of their heads. Many, however, had already drowned, or had drifted beyond help, their cries fading as they were carried away by the tide.

When the
Stonington
finally staggered into its home port in Connecticut early on the morning of June 12, the town’s stunned inhabitants were met with a scene of destruction that, in the words of one reporter, “beggar[ed] description.” The ship’s bow had been smashed in, the timber and planking ripped away nearly to the waterline. Three passengers of the
Narragansett
who had been rescued from the sound had already died on board. Twenty-seven more had burned to death or drowned. Those who had survived collapsed on the pier, hysterical, nearly naked, their skin left in shreds by the fire. Parents searched frantically for children as crew members solemnly wrapped two bodies, that of a man and a child, in sailcloth and laid them upon rocks near the shore. Two weeks later another body would wash up on Fishers Island.

As dawn revealed the scale of the carnage, the survivors, even in the midst of their shock and despair, considered themselves extraordinarily fortunate to be alive. Guiteau, however, believed that luck had nothing to do with his survival. As he stepped off a steamship that had come to the
Stonington
’s rescue, Guiteau felt certain that he had not been spared, but rather selected—chosen by God for a task of tremendous importance. Disappearing into the crowd, he dedicated himself to what he now saw clearly as the divine mission before him.

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