The Hocking sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1871-1906, 1901-09-12
PRESIDENT M'K|NLEY SHOT

a terrible tumult, which continued un.
interruptedly for many minutes,
When the secret service men and the
cOlored man first threw themselves
| upon CZOlgOsZ, the assailant of the
| President, and pinned him 10 the floor
| lest he should try TO use the revolver
| again, twenty more men hurled them
| selves upon the scrambling Quartette
and buried CZolgosz from sight. Every
man in that struggling, crazy thrOng
| was striving to get hold of Czolgosz. TO
| strike him, to rend him. TO wreak upon
him in any way the mad fury which
possessed them instantly they realized
what he had done.
The greater part Of the crowd was
stunned for an instant by the enOrmity
of the crime they witnessed. but when
the reaction came they surged forward
like wild beasts, the strongest tearing
the weakest back out of the way and
forcing themselves forward to where
the prisoner was held by his captors.
All the time tumult of sound filled the
place, a hollow roar at first, punctuated
by the shrieks Of women, swelling into
a medley Of yells and curses. Men
said unintelligible things as they push
ed and crowded toward the center of
the swaying mob. They wanted to
lynch Czolgosz. whoever he was. They
wanted to see him and they shouted
vainly at the police officers in front to
drag him out.
Mat Effort to Gain Revenge.
A little force of exposition guards
penned in by the clamoring mob
fought desperately TO hold their pris-
oner from the bloodthirsty crowd. They
had Czolgosz safe and fast. His re-
volyer had been wrenched from his
hand in the instant that Detective Ire
land fell upon him. and he was help
less, bruised and bleeding. His face
was cut when he was thrown to the
floor and dozen eager, vicious hands
had struck at him and reached him
over the shoulders of the officers.
Slowly, very slowly, the little force
of police made way through the
crowd, dragging the prisoner between
them. They were determined there
should be no lynching. Things We're
bad enough as 1t was, and lynching
would have been the crowning horror
of the day.
From outside the building, where the
news had spread from lip to lip. more
thousands pushed and jostled and
shouted in their eagerness to enter the
building. Those inside were struggling
in two directiOns-the more timorous to
escape from the place before stam-
pede should crush out their lives and
the hot-headed to reach Czolgosz-only
to reach CzOlgosz was their one idea
President Keeps Calm.
And thus the contest ragged while the
President sat, pale but calm. in the
midst of the excited little group on the
platform. 1t was impossible to take
him away at the moment. Every door
way was jammed with crazy. shout
ing mob moving in two directions. try
ing to escape and trying to enter. To-
ward the main door the police We're
fighting their way with fists and billies
TO get CzOlgosz out of the crowd and
place him behind the bars. Upon the
which were speeding might de-
pend the Presidents life. for no medi-
cal aid could reach him in that mael-
strom, and it was evident that he was
sorely wounded.
More police came plunging into the
crowd from headquarters. where the
direful news had sped. They hurled
upon the swaying mob. they
struck and pushed and shouted COM