History This Week, June 15th, 1865. I'm Sally Helm. Carl Schertz writes a letter to his friend to share a piece of news. He's been summoned to the White House. Schertz is a prominent political figure. a German immigrant who had been a close ally of President Lincoln. But Lincoln has now been assassinated. So the telegram is from the new president, Andrew Johnson. Schertz and Johnson are not politically aligned, especially when it comes to the fate of the South. The Civil War has just ended, and Schertz wrote to Johnson, worried that the president's latest plans would undermine Black voting rights. Johnson has now responded. Why don't you come down here to talk? So, Carl Schertz departs Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, probably wishing it was Lincoln he was going to see, not Johnson. On the way, he decides to stop in Philadelphia to visit an old friend, Dr. Henry Tiedemann. And that night, at the Tiedemann's house, Schertz has the chance to speak. in a strange way, with the dead president himself. The Tiedemans had lost two sons in the Civil War, Union soldiers, and Charlotte Tiedemann, like other grieving parents during this period, has turned to spiritualism. That night, while Schertz is in town, the Tiedemans hold a séance. Their 15-year-old daughter is serving as the medium. The attendees form a circle around a table, their hands touching. And the girl starts to tremble. Her hand jerks out. Someone hands her a pencil. And she starts to scrawl on a piece of paper, transcribing messages from the beyond. Shirts, recounting this later, doesn't seem too impressed. Everyone she channels just says they're happy or they're living in a higher sphere. But then, one of the people gathered there turns to Shirts. and asks if there's anyone that he'd like to speak to. He says, sure, give me a message from the dead German writer Friedrich Schiller. The girl pauses for a few minutes and then her hand begins to move. She writes that the spirit of Schiller is here and he wants to know, what does Schertz want from him? Schertz is like, I want you to say some lines of your own poetry so that I can be sure it's really you. The girl's hand begins to move again and she writes out a few lines in German. Schurz has to pull a book off the shelf to confirm, but yes, they're fairly obscure lines from a work by Friedrich Schiller.