Oh, jma! There’s a well-known story that he once knocked down a homeless baby while running on the way to post a telegram. He picked the baby up, kissed it, wiped away his tears and crammed his hands with money. Booth could be amazingly kind and good natured. He certainly turned to the dark side at the end of his life - he was mad and a very heavy drinker and obsessed with the Confederate cause.
The story I told you is relayed in Clara Morris’s memoir. She worked with him in The Marble Heart.
I’ve studied the Booth family for 30 years.
The latter part of Booth you describe was the the real one, the angry drinker, trust me I know all about that dark heart of the human condition . Everything else in the light of day in ones heart, as it were , is just the ‘’down time’’ in between drinking bouts.