Lincoln cottage provided refuge from capital but not toll of war
Washington — Sometime before 8 o’clock on most mornings in the summer of 1862, a tall figure clad in black and wearing a top hat could be seen on horseback riding south on dusty Rock Creek Church Road.
When he reached Rhode Island Avenue, about two-thirds of the way to his destination, the slim, bearded man would be just blocks from a contraband community, home to thousands of runaway slaves. As he approached his workplace, he would pass Union troops camped in their tents.
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January 9, 2009 | Posted by javal
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