The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1881-09-20
Humbly Bowed il
Sorrow and Sub
mission.
ElberOn, Sept. ls.-The PRESIDENT


Elberon, Sept. 19.-The president is
dead.
New York, 11:15 p. m.-The bells of
this and neighborinR cities are being
tolled.
Elberon, N. j., Sept. 19.-The presi-
dent died at 1875 p. M. from what can
be ascertained, from sheer exhaustion
Warren Young, assistant to Private
Secretary Brown, brought the news
from the cottage at ten minutes of IL.
The first indication that anything seri.
Gus had occurred. was the appearances
Of messenger at the Elberon hotel,
who obtained carriage and drove rap
Idly Of. 1t was supposed that he had
gone to summon the members of the
cabinet who left here about half past
nine tonight.
Atty. Gen. Mac Veagh has notified
Vice President Arthur of the presi.
dents demise.
McVeagh has just came to Elberon
hotel from Francklyn cottage and said:
l sent my dispatch to Mr.. Lowell at /
p. M, and shortly before that Bliss had
seen the president aud found his pulss
100, and the conditions then promising
a quiet night. The doctor asked the
president If he was feeling uncomfort-
able In any way. The president ans
wered, not at all, and shortly after
wards fell asleep. and Bliss returned TO
his room across the hall from that oc-
cupied by the president. Col. Swain
and Rockwell remained with the presi-
dent, and about fifteen minutes after
ten the president awakened and re-
marked to Col. Swain that he was suf.
fering great pain and placed his hand
over his heart. Bliss was summoned,
and when he entered the room found
the president substantially without
pulse. and the action Of the heart was
almost indistinguishable. He said at
once the president was dying and di-
rected that Mrs. Garfield be called. The
president was in dying condition till
1885 when lie was pronounced dead. He
died Of some trouble of the heart. and
supposed to be neuralgia, but that, Of
course Is uncertain. I notified Gen.
Arthur and sent dispatch to Messrs
Blaine and Lincoln.
At the presidents bedside, holding
his poor emaciated hand in her own
and watching with anguish the uuut-
terable and fast vanishing sands of life.
sat the faithful and devoted wife, dur
ing the closing hours Of the presidents
career. Around him were other weep
ing friends, and physicians lamentinR
their powerlessness in the presence Of
death. Toward the last, the mind Of the
sufferer wandered. and he was once
more back in Mentor, amid those
scenes where the happiest hours Of his
life were spent. BE sat in his dear old
homestead again with loved ones
around him; his aged mother, SO proud
OF her big boy; his faithful wife and
beloved children. 1t was blissful
dream that robbed death of its terrors
and rendered the dying man for a mo.
nent unconscious Of the cruel rendina
OF his once vigorous frame, that was
constantly going on. The moan Of the
restless ocean mingled with the
sobs Of the loved ones as the lamp Of
life fiickered and went ont forever.
Nearly every ono around the .presi.
dent clung to hope to the last and re-.
fused to believe in the approach Of
death until the shadow deepened and
the destroyer's presence could b Nd
longer unfelt. Flags hang.at half mast
from every house on Ocean avenue, and
the gaity Of this favorite watering place
ls followed By the deepest gloom.