Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1912-10-15
THE STORY OF SHOOTING.
Continued from Page one.)

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| threw his right arm about the mans
neck with a death-like grip and with
| his left arm. seized the hand that held
| the revolver. In another second he had
| disarmed him.
| Col. Roosevelt stood calmly looking
| OF as though nothing had happened
| Martin picked the man up as though
| he were a child and carried him the
| few feet, which separated them FROM
the car, almost to the side of the Col
onel.
Here he is said Martin, look at
him, Colonel" All this happened with
| IN a few seconds, and Col. Roosevelt
stood gazing rather curiously at the
| man, who had attempted his life, be-
| fore the stunned crowd realized what
was going on.
Then howl of rage went up.
Lynch him; Kill him!" cried hun
dfed men. The crowd pressed in on
| them and Martin and Capt. Girard,
Who had followed Martin over the side
Of the automobile, were caught with
their prisoner in the midst of a strug-
Cling throng of maddened men. 1t
seemed for the moment that he would
be torn to pieces by the Infatuated
men, and it was Col. Roosevelt him
self who interviewed on his behalf.
He raised his hand and motioned to
the crowd to fall back.
stop, stop" he cried; stand back,
don't hurt him."
The men in the crowd at first were
net disposed to heed his words, but
at length, fell back and permitted
Martin and Capt. Grard to carry the
man into the hotel. After az short
struggle the assassin gave up ana
was carried without resistance out of
the reach of the crowd.
Are YOU hurt, Colonel" hundred
voices called out.
"Oh. no. he responded, with smile,
missed me that time. I'm not hurt
bit" :.
Il think we had better be going on
he said to the other members OF his par
", "or we will be late.
No one in the party, including Col
Roosevelt himself. entertained the slight
est notion that the colonel had been shot.
He felt no shock or pain at the time ana
IL was assumed that the bullet went wllo.
AS soon as Col Roosevelt had assured
himself that the assassin was safe IN
the hands of the police he gave orders
to drive on to the Auditorium.
They had driven hardly one of the four
blocks from the hotel to the Auditorium
when John McGrath, another of Col.
Roosevelt's secretaries, utter a sharp
exclamation and pointed to the colonel s
breast.
Look, colonel" he said; there is a
hole in your overcoat.'
Col. Roosevelt looked down, saw the
hole, then unbuttoned the big brown
army coat which he was wearing and
thrust his hand beneath it. When he
withdrew 1t his fingers We're stained with
blood
Col. Roosevelt was not at all dismayed
by his discovery
..It looks as though l had been hit he
said. but 1 don't think it is anything
serious"
DIR. Scurry Terrell of Dallas. Texas,
Col. Rooseyelt,s physician, who had
entered the automobile just before 1t
started off, insisted that the colonel
return to the hotel He would not hear
of it. however. and the ear was driven
on to the auditorium.
As soon as they reached the build
dressing room and his outer gar
ments We're removed. DR.. Terrell with
the help of DR. John Stratton of Mil
waukee, and DR.. s. 5. Sorenzen of
Racine Wis, who We're in the au
dience, and came to the dressing room
on call from the platform, made a
superficial examination of the wound.
They agreed that it was impossible
to hazard a guess as to the extent of
the coloners injury and that he should
by all means go at once to a hospi-
tai.
II will deliver. this speech or die.
one or the other" was Colonel Roose-
velt's reply.
Despite the protests of his ply
siciaus, the colonel strobe out of the
dressing room and onto the stage. A
large crowd packed into the big build
ing, cheered loudly, as he entered and
without a word to indicate what had
happened went to his seat. For sew
eral minutes the crowd, no man of
whom suspected that the Colonel
bore a bullet in his body. kept up its
cheering. Then Mr.. Cochems stepped
to the front of the platform and held
up his hand. There was something in
his manner which had its effect upon
the crowd and the cheering died sud-
denly away.
Il have something to tell you,' said
Mr.. Cochems, and | hope you will re-
ceive the news with calmness.
His voice shook as he spoke and 3
death-like stiffness settled over the
thI ong.
"Col Roosevelt has been shot. He
is wounded" He spoke in low tone,
but such was the stiffness that every
one heard. A cry of establishment and
horror went up from the crowd, which
was thrown into confusion in an in
slant Mr. Cochems turned and look
ed inquiringly at Col. Roosevelt.
TELL us, are you hurt?" men and
women shouted wildly. Some of them
rose from their seats and rushed for
ward to look more closely at the COL
onel
Col. Roosevelt rose and walked to
the edge of the platform to quiet the
crowd. He raised his hand and in
stantly there was silence.
TITS true" he said. Then slowly he
unbutoned his coat and placed his
n nd on hiS hrSna CT Those in front of