Evening star., 1901-09-16
ON A SAD JOURNEY
Continued from First Page.)


Mckinley in Buffalo Sunday. For eleven
hours a continuous procession of grieving
men and women marched through the COR
ridors of the city hall to view the remains
| of the dead President lying In state in the
main hall. The official police count esti-
mated the movement at the rate of 5000
| each hour.
For portion of the time the crowd stood
in drenching rain, for scarcely a man
would leave his place to seek shelter.
| Without a murmur they stood tn, down.
| pour and few had umbrellas.
The rain began just as the funeral party
reached the building. The morning had
| opened fair, but about IL o'clock the sky
| suddenly became overcast and a furious
squall of rain drove over. the City soon
| after noon.
/ A Most Pathetic Sight.
1t was a pathetic sight, the grief of this
| great crowd Of people passing in thou
sands by the bier Women cried and men
sobbed aloud as they caught sight of the
casket containing the remains OF the most
beloved of Presidents. Each person want
ed to linger and hesitated. as If loath to
| take the last view of the face; but they
were hurried along by the guards, as there
were thousands outside waiting for the
| privilege - -.
| open, showing the Presidents face and
chest. The face was thin and the features
| somewhat drawn, but there was look OF
| great serenity and peace upon the familiar
countenance.
He looks so gentle and so kind. How
could any one harm him?" was the uni
versal utterance of the people after they
passed by.
| 1t was a remarkable demonstration shared
| by people from every section of the coun-
try, for the city is packed with visitors
to the exposition For hours The lines ex-
tended in two directions from the city hall,
winding around from block to block,
| serpentine mass of humanity. Patiently
they awaited their turn, the majority of
hours, and when the greatest crush came
| some stood even longer time.
Tribute From the Red Men.
A band of Indians from the exposition
grounds in full paint and feather. blanket
ed and moccasined, joined the line. Each
| red man carried a flower, which he drop
ped on the floor beside the bier as he
passed
1t was Mrs. McKinley's expressed de-
sire that the body should be brought back
| to the Milburn house at o'clock in the
evening, but when she heard at 4 o'clock
that not one-fourth of the people had gone
| in she consented to have it remain until all
| who desired had viewed the remains.
Great solemnity and simplicity marked
the funeral service over the remains Ol the
| dead President at Milburn house Sunday
| morning. Devoid of pomp and circumstance,
but invested with every element of human
| sympathy and Of sincere human grief, was
| this beginning of the series of mortuary
honors that are to attend him to the grave.
The measured tread of small squad of
police up Delaware avenue at o'clock an
nounced the commencement Of preparations
for the service. They took station unosten-
tatiousy about the vicinity and with gen.
tleness and courtesy, for no harsh meas
ures were necessary, restrained the on
pressing crowds. They were soon followed
by the military escort.
President Roosevelt Arrives.
At IL o'clock President Roosevelt drove
up to the house. He was unescorted. save
| by a carriage in which were three men in
civilian dress, but prepared for militant
effort if required.
few minutes afterward came the cab
| met, and then the few citizens Of Buffalo
and the officials who had been invited to be
present The relatives of the dead Presi-
dent and the immediate official family en-
tered the house. the others standing on the
lawn. The Presidents remains reposed in
| a fag-draped casket in the MiTburn parlor
| About it were clustered the little group OF
| mourning friends. AS the Rev. Mr. Locke
| Of the Delaware Methodist Church took his
| place at the head of the bier a quartet
| sang Lead, Kindly Light" and then
brief prayer was delivered by the pastor.
Afterward the quartet sang Nearer, MY
God. to Thee" The funeral service was
short, being the simple pronouncement of
the Methodist Church.
Throughout the service the sobbing OF
the little group betokened the presence Of
men and women whose very hearts were
wrung with grief.
In a place where she could plainly hear
the service. but could not be seen nor her
self see the casket Mrs. Mckinley listened
throughout. She was supported by Mrs
Outside the military escort had been
drawn up. 1t consisted of detachments of
the 7th u. s. Infantry. u. s. marines and
bluejackets from the revenue cutter Michi-
gan of the 65th Regiment New York
National Guard. with it's band. A hearse
drawn by four black horses stood before
| the door.
Funeral Cortege Starts.
A roll Of the muff1ed drum caused everyone
| on the lawn to uncover AS the head Of the
| funeral cortege emerged from the house
the band played Nearer, My God. to
| Thee" The casket was borne by a detail
of blue-jackets, marines and National
| Guardsmen.
| The hearse with the fiag-draped coffin
| drew away from the door. President
Roosevelt came out and entered the car
| riage with his wife and Mr. and Mrs. Will
| cox the members of the cabinet, Secretary
| Cortelyou, Senator Hanna, Senator Fair
| banks, Senator keene, Senator Burroughs
| and Governor Odell of New York, entered
| carriages Mr. and Mrs Abner Mckinley
and other relatives followed.
The band struck up a funeral march, the
| word to start was given and the calvacade
| moved away for the City Hall. where the
| body was to lie In state until o'clock.
! Each side of Delaware avenue for the en-
| tire route was lined with people, who ST.
| lently uncovered as the funeral procession
| passed. AT last the notes Of the band died
| away, the last hoof beat ceased to clatter
as the cortege passed out Of sight in the
| distance. 49,
The tragedy was over.
My last view OF the spot, the scene Of
| eight days and nights of anxiety, grief and
suffering for SO many people, will never
| forget. Outside of the ivy-covered man
| sion, surrounding by lawns and green trees
! was no sign of life after the cortege passed
| save a sentry at the corner a solitary pO-
| Iiceman and one disconsolate figure sitting
| on a doorstep with head bowed, a colored
servant of the White House.
| But / knew the house was not deserted.
| Inside remained the widow with her sor-
| row.
| Gov. Nash to Meet Train.
/ Special Dispatch to The Evening Star.
| COLUMBUS. Ohio, September 16-Gov.
Nash. Lieut.. Gov Caldwell and Chief JUS