The Billings gazette. [volume] (Billings, Mont.) 1896-1919, 1901-09-10

isfactory. Furthermore you can i'm
press and emphasizs the fact that the
bulletins issued state the truth
STORY OF THE TRAGEDY.
Two Shots Fired Both Of Which Take
Effect.
Buffffalo, Sept. 6-Just brief "a
hours ago the newspapers of the city
blazed forth in all the pomp of head
line type: "The Grandest Day in
Buffalo's History" Tonight in SOM
bre type, surrounded by grusome bor-
ders of black, the same newspapers
are telling in funeral tones, to a hor-
rified populace, the deplorable deIalls
of THE Blacklist Day in The History
of Buffalo,
President Mckinley, the nations
chief executive and the city's honor
ed guest, lies PROSTATE, suffering the s
pangs inflicted by the bullet Of a COW
in the balance.
Out on Delaware avenue. at the
home of John G. Milburn, president
| of the Pan-American exposition, with
fearful face and heart torn by con-
ficting hopes and fears, sits the faith
1 full wife, whose devotion is known to
all the nation.
1t was few moments after p.
m. when President Mckinley was
holding a public reception in the
/ great Temple Of Music on the Pan
4 American grounds, that the cowardly
attack was made with what success,
time alone can tell
Standing in the midst of crowds
numbering thousands, surrounded by
every evidence of good will, pressed
by a molly throng of people, shower
] ed with expressions of love and 10y
1 atty, beseiged by multitudes, all eager
to clasp his hand amid these surround
ings and with the ever-recurring
/ plaudits of an army of sight seers
/ ringing in his ears, the blow of the
assassin fell and in an instant pleas
ure gave way to pain; admiration to
agony and joy turned to fury and
4 pandemonium followed.
Tonight a surging sWaying, eager
multitude throngs the city's main
thoroughfares, choking the streets in
4 front of the principal newspapers,
scanning the bulletins with anxious
/ eyes and groaning or cheering in
4 turn, each succeeding announcement
| as the nature of the message sinks or
buoys their hopes.
Down at police headquarters, sur
/ rounded by stern-faced inquisitors of
4 the law, is a medium sized man of
4 commonplace appearance, with his
i fixed gaze directed on the floor, who
| presses his lips firmly together and
i listens with an air of assumed indif-
4 ference to the persistent questions,
4 arguments, objurgations and admoni-
1 tions with which his captors seek
to induce him to talk.
1 1t was just after the daily organ re-
cital In the splendid Temple of Music
/ that the dastardly act was made.
/ Planned with all the diabolical inge-
nuity and finnesse of which anarchy
or nihilism is capable, the would-be
assassin carried out the work without
! a hitch and should his designs fail
and the. president survive only to
i Divine Providence can be attributed
that beneficient result.
The president, although we'll guard
ed by United States secret service
detectives, was fully exposed to such
an attack as occurred. He stood at
the edge of the raised dias, upon
i which stands the great pipe organ,
at the east side of the magnificent
structure. Throngs of people crowd
ed in at the various entrances to gaze
upon their executive, perchance to
clasp his hand and then fight their
way out in the good natured crowd
tnaI every mluule SWeAcu anu Mus
i tiplied at the points OF ingress and
egress to the building.
| The president was in Q cheerful
mood and was enjoying to the full
the hearty evidences Of good will
which everywhere MET his gaze
Upon his right stood John G. Milburn
= Of Buffalo, president Of the Pan-Amer.