Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1901-09-11
ATTEMPTED ASSASSINATION
OF PRESIDENT WILLIAM MCKINLEY At
THE BUFFALO EXPOSITION
BY A GERMAN POLE ANARCHIST.

Dl h u[Rlnhn rULL hNHkU[lOl.
The President Improving and all Indications
Point to His Speedy Recovery.
Buffalo, N. Y, September 6.-Presi-
dent Mckinley was shot and seriously
wounded by would-be assassin while
holding o reception in the Temple of
Music at tho Pan-Amerioan Exposition
few minutes after O'Clock this after
noon. One shot took effect in tho right
breast, tho othor in the abdomen. Tho
first is not of serious nature, and the
bullet has boon extracted. The latter
piorced tho abdominal wall and has not
boon located.
pRoUDEsr DAY IN BUFFALo's HISTORY.
just a brief twonty-four hours ago the
newspapers of the city blazoned forth in
all tho pomp of headline type: "The
Proudost Day in Buffalo's History"
TO night in sombre type, surrounded
by grewsome borders Of black, the same
newspapers are telling in funeral tones
to Mortified populace the doplorable de-
tails of the "The Blacklist Day in the
History of Buffalo," President Mckinley,
the idol Of the American people, the ma
tion's Chief Executive, and tho city's
honored guest, lies PROSTATE, suffering
the pangs inflicted by the bullets of a
cowardly assassin, while his life hangs in
the balance.
Out on Delaware avenue, at tho homo
of John G. Milburn, president of tho
Pan-American Exposition, with fearful
face and heart torn by conflicting hopes
and fears, sits tho faithful wife, whose
devotion is known to all the nation.
1t was few moments after p. M,
while President Mckinley was holding a
public reception in tho great Temple of
Music on the Pan-Amorican grounds, that
the cowardly attack was made, with what
success time alone can toll.
GALL EAGER TO CLASP HIS HAND"
Standing in tho midst of crowds num-
boring thousands, surrounded by every
evidence of good will, pressed by a
motley throng of people, showered with
expressions of love and loyalty, bosieged
by multitudes all eager to clasp his hand,
amid these surroundings and with the
ever recurring plaudits of an admiring
army of sight-seors ringing in his oars,
the blow of the assassin fell, and in all
instant pleasure gave way to pain, ad-
miration to agony, folly turned to furry
and pandomonium followed.
Tonight a surging, swaying eager mul-
titudo throngs the city's main thorough
fares, choking the streets in front of tho
principal newspapers, scanning the bull
lotins with anxious eyes and groaning
or cheering in turn each succeeding an
nouncemeDt as tho nature of the mos
sage sinks or buoys their hopes.
Down at police headquarters, sur
rounded by storn-faced inquisitors of the
law, sits medium-sized man, Of COM
monplace appearance, with his gaze di-
rected on tho floor, VINO presses lips
firmly together and listens with an air
of assumed Indifference to the persistent
stream of questions, arguments, objurga-
tions and admonitions with which his
captors seek to induce or compel him to
talk.
Tho daily organ recital in the splendid
Temple of Music witnessed tho dastardly
attempt.
Planned with the diabolical ingenuity
and iinesso of which anarchy or Nihilism
is capable, tho would be assassin carried
out the work without hitch, and should
his designs fail and the President survive
only to Divine Providence can be attrib-
uted that beneficent result.
GUARDED by DETECTIVES.
The President, though we'll guarded by
United States secret service detectives,
was fully exposed to such an attack as
occurred. He stood at the edge of tho
raised dais, upon which stands tho great
pipo organ, at the East side of the mag
nificent structure. Throngs of people
crowded in, to gazo upon their Executive,
pcrchanco to clasp his hand, and then
fight their way out in tho good-natured
mob that evory minute swcllcd and null
tipliod at the points of ingress and egress
to the building. The President was in
cheerful mood and was enjoying to tho
full the hearty evidences of good will
which everywhere met his gaze. Upon
his right stood John G. Milburn, of Buf-
falo, president of the Pan American Ex-
position, chatting with tho President and
Introducing to him especially persons of
note who approached. Upon the Prcsi-
dents loft stood Mr.. Cortelyou.
1t was shortly after p. M, when ono
of the throng which surrounded tho Presi-
Dental party, medium size man, of or
dinary appearance and plainly dressed in
black, approached as if to greet tho
President. Both Secretary Cortelyou and
President Milburn noticed that tho mans
hand was swathed in bandago or hand
kcrchief. Reports of bystandors differ
as to his hand. Io worked his way amid
tho stream of people up to tho edge of
tho dais until ho was within two feet of
tho President.
SHARP CRACK OF A REVOLVER.
Mr.. Mckinley smiled, bowed and OK
tended his hand in thatspirit of goniality
tho Americans so we'll know, whom sud.
denly tho sharp crack of revolver rang
out loud and clear above tho hum of
voices, tho shufiling Of myriad feet and
vibrating waves Of applause that eyor
and anon swept here and there oyer tho
assemblage.
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