The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1901-09-21

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upon him as he half-slept, and then
she went away and remained strong
and hopeful until about eight O'Clock
at night, when he sent for her.
Asks for Hfs wife.
Oxygen had just been given the
president, and under its influence he
had slightly revived. He told DR.,
Rixey that he realized he was about
to die, and he asked for Mrs. Nc
kinney.
She came and knelt down by his bed
and his eyes rested lovingly upon
her. His first solicitude was for her
her care, her happiness. All the
love of three decades shone in his
face as he feebly put out his hands
and coverd her own with his.
81 Cannot Let Him Co."
He knew that he was dying, she only
half apprehended it. But even in such
trial she kept herself up most brave
Ily, lifting her tear-stained face to Dr..
Rixey's and exclaiming:
II know that you will save him. I
cannot let him 60. The country cannot
spare him."
The presidents strength did not last
long. Inconsistencies returned to
him, and they led Mrs. Mckinley away.
When she was without the room Mr..
Milburn told her that the president
could hardly live until morning.
Id Restoratives Needed.
Herbert p. Bissell came to her side
as she wavered, and DIR. Wasdin hur-
ried from the presidents chamber and
administered restorative.
Little by little Mrs. Mckinley gained
new strength, and in half an hour was
in full control of herself. Several la
dies sat beside her, and to one of
these she turned and whispered:
81 will be strong for his sake"
Would Not Retire.
They asked her to retire and rest.
She refused. She said that her duty
was to be as near her husband as pos
sible, ready to respond to any call Of
those with him.
She said she hoped the president
might rouse once more and that she
might have last word with him. She
was facing the inevitable with a
bravery that surprised everybody
about her.
A Touching Scene.
At ten o'clock Mrs. Mckinley was
called to the presidents room. He
was awaiting her. There was a sug-
gestion in his glance to her of the old
strength with which his eyes were
wont to meet hers in the days gone by.
Husband and wife were now to-
|gether for probably the last time on
earth. Those near the bedside drew
back.
Wonderful scene this, as under the
very futtering of the wings of death
the president strove with his last
strength to Gasp her hand. She bent
over him and his lips moved:
Goods will, not ours, be DONE"
He had said farewell to sweetheart,
wife and life. Then Inconsistencies
returned to him.
Courage Gives Way.
Mrs. Mckinley did not break down.
She kept her will to the bitter last Of
that parting. They tenderly led her
from the room, and then all the knowl-
edge of her last sorrow was upon her
the. browning affection of life of pain
bravely borne.
Once in her apartments her strength
began to ebb. She heroically battled
against surrender, but the tension OF
the week and this last day had proved
too much. At midnight she was in a
state of almost complete prostitution.
Medical care was given her and ten
|derness surrounded her.
The President's Last Words.
The president in his last period Of
consciousness which ended about Il:
|chanted the words of the hymn:
|"Nearer, My God to Thee" and his
Hast audible conscious words as taken
down by DR.. Mann at the bedside
were: "Good-by, all; good-by. 1t is
Gods will. His will be DONE"
Loses Consciousness.
Then his mind began to wander,
land soon he completely lost con-
seriousness. His life was prolonged
for hours by the administration Of
Ioxygen, and the president finally ex-
Bpressed a desire to be allowed to-
Idle. About $3.50 the administration
sof oxygen ceased and the pulse grew
Fainter and fainter. He was sinking
gradually, like a child, into the
eternal slumber. By ten o'clock the
pulse could no longer be felt in his
Iextremities and they grew cold.
Await the End.
Below stairs the grief-strickenI
gathering waited sadly for the end.
lAll the evening those who had has
tened here fast as steel and steam
could carry them, continued to ar
rive. They drove up in carriages at
IA gallop or were whisked up in auto
mobiles, all intent upon getting here
before death came. One of the last
Ito arrive was Attorney General
Knox, who reached the house at
z9:3O. He was permitted to go up
stairs to look for the last time upon
Sthe face of his chief. Those in the
house at this time were Secretaries
Hitchcock, Wilson and Root. Sena-
tors Fairbanks. Hanna and Burrows.
Judge Day, Col. Herrick, Abner Nc
IKinley, the presidents brother, and
lhis wife; DR.. and Mrs. Baer, the pres