Abraham Lincoln, of Illinois.”Professor Joshua Chamberlain turned his head with careful movements so as not to excite the soldiers holding weapons at the back of the small, windowless courtroom. He sat on the end of a bench along with others arrested for offenses against national security, watching as a tall, gangly and rather unattractive man on the other end of the bench rose up like an ungainly stork coming to its feet.The bailiff, a sergeant, faced the row of hooded military officers sitting at the front of the courtroom. “The prisoner awaits sentencing.”Before the judges could speak, Mr. Lincoln did. “The prisoner would greatly appreciate being told the charges against him.”After a pause, one of the judges spoke, his voice muffled by the hood he wore to conceal his identity. “You are charged with being a threat to the security of the United States of America. You have stirred up opposition to the government, you have encouraged those who would weaken and destroy us, and you have sought to undermine the strength of this great nation.
