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Show president Mckinley shot by anarchist- on pan-american exposition grounds His Condition is Critical, Though Every Symptom Strengthens Hope That Life Will be Spared. Leon Czolffosz, a INlish-Aii.rican Aiinrliit, With Kevolver Makd by l!uiiIkr hU f, Advaiu cn an If to Shako Hands With Pr'ioVitt ami Fires Two Hall I Into Hi Hotly Assailant Quickly Overpowered and! Safely Lamled in Jail, Where He Declares He is an Anarchist and Had Done His DutyIntense Incitement Incite-ment Follows Shooting, and Prisoner Would Have been Lynched Had Crowd Been Able to (iet to Him Cries of "Lynch Him! Hang Himr Set up at Jail The President the Only Cool Person in the Throng That Witnessed Assault, and His Hearing Throughout Through-out Ordeal Has Been Marked by Great Calmness. by a atrong cordon of poKe. which ' waa dnwa op icru the pavement uo 1 Pearl street, aod admittance wii denied de-nied to any but ortio.a.e authorised to take part in the examination of the j prisoner. In a few minutes the crowd j bad (frown from tent to hundred, and ' these io torn quu-Uiv swelled to tbous- i andv until the street nu completsly , blocked with a maas of humanity. j CROWD WAXTEIi To LYNCH TUK ASSASSIN. ' It wu at this juncture that someone raided the cry of "Lynch him. Like: a flash the cry a taken up. and the w hole crowd, as if ignited .y the single match thus applied, re-?hoed the err. 'Lynch him! Han? him! Closer the crowd surged forward. Irner the' throng became as new arrivals swelled each moment the swaying multitude, j The situation was becoiuiug critical, I when auddenty the big doors were flung open and a ee-jnad of reserves ' advanced with solid front, drove the j crowd back from the curb, then across ! the street, and gradually succeeded in ' dispersing them from about the to trauce to the station. When the news of the erime was telephoned to the home of President ! Milburo. where Mrs. McKinley waa resting, immediate atepa were taken to spare ber the shock of a premature statement of the occut renre before the true condition of the president had been ascertained. iards were stationed, sta-tioned, and none were permitted to ; approach the house. When it was decided to more the president from the Exposition hospital to the Milburn residence, the news was broken to Mrs. McKinley as gently as could be. She bore the shock remarkably remark-ably well, and displayed the utmost fortitude. A bystander who witnessed the attempt at-tempt on the president's life, describe Has follows: "When the man fired the shots President McKinley atepped back a step and quivered slightly. Secretary Cortelyou, President Milburn and Detective Foster aprang to hia aid, while I V tec tire Ireland and James B. Parker threw his assailant to the floor, burled themselves upon him and attempted at-tempted to disarm him. i "Their prisoner struggled desperate-j desperate-j ly and. wrenching hia arm free, at- tempted once more to fire at the president. presi-dent. The revolver, however, was j struck from his baud, flying several CZOLCOSZ WAITfeD FOR DAYS BEFORE OPPORTUNITY CAMS 0l lit rirpoM by W ilrkfulafM r om -- i'jtol the aelf-eoofetsed anarchist who attempted to avsnssiuaie the president, presi-dent, has vgned a lengthy statement concerning the tragedy from iu conception con-ception to fulfillment. Throughout ll shows a craving for notoriety. After detailing his early history, and hie connection with t hicagi anarchists, which is not important, he attributes t be desire to kill the president to ft lecture recently delivered by Emma tioldoian in C leveland. His statement follows: Kmma o!dtuan set me on fire. Per doctrine that alt rulers should be ei-termiualed ei-termiualed was what set me to thinking think-ing so that my head nearly split with the pain. Her words went right through me, and when I left the lecture lec-ture I bad made up ray mind that I would have to do something heroic for the cause I loved. Eight dsys ago. when I waa ia Chicago, Chi-cago, I read in a Chicago newspaper of President McKinley "s visit to the Pan-; Pan-; American exposition at buffalo. That day I bought a ticket for Buffalo and ; got here with the determination to do something, but I did not know just what. 1 thought of shooting the president, presi-dent, but 1 had not formed a plan. Not until Tuesday morning did the resolution to shoot the president take hold of me. It was in any heart; there was oo escape for me. I could not have conquered it bad my life been at ' stake. There were thousands of people I in town on Tuesday. I heard it was president a day. All of those people seemed bowing to the great ruler. I made up my mind to kill thst ruler. I bought a 32-calibre revolver and loaded it. On Tuesday night 1 went to the fair grounds and was near the railroad rail-road gate when the presidential prty arrived. I tried to get near him, but the police forced me back. They forced everybody back so that the great ruler could pass. I was close to the president when be got Into the grounds, but was afraid to attempt the assassination because there were so many men in the body -guard that watched him. I was not afraid of them or that 1 should get hurt, but J afraid that I might be eeted aod that ; my chance would be gone forever. The crowds that a moment before hsd stood mute and motionless as in bewildered ignorance of the enormity of the thing, now. with a single impulse, im-pulse, surged forward toward the stage of the horrid drams, while a hoarse ' cry welled up from a thousand throala 1 and a thousaud men charged forward ' to lay hands upon the perpetrator of i the crime. j Kor the moment the confusion wss ' terrible. The crowd surged forward,! regardless of consequences. Men shouted and fought, women screamed and children cried. Some of those -nearest the doors fled from ;he edifice ' in fear of a stampede while hundreds ' of others from the outside struggled! blindly forward in the effort to pene- ! trate the crowded building and solve : the mystery of the excitement and 1 panic which every moment grew and swelled within the congested interior of the edifice. PRESIDENT WAS COL. Of the multitude which witnessed or I bore a pert in the scene of turmoil and ! turbulence there was hut one mind ! which seemed to retain its equilibrium, I one band which remained stesdy, one j eye which gazed with unflinching! calmness and one voice which retained j its even tenor and faltered not at the j moat critical juncture. They were the mind and hand and the eye and. the voice of President McKinley. After the first shock of the assassin's shot he retreated a step. Then, as the detectives leaped u poo his assailant, be turned, walked steadily, to a chair and seated himself, at the same time removing his hat and bowing his bead in his hands. In an instant Secretary Cortelyou and President Milburn were at his side His waistcoat was hurriedly opened, the President meanwhile admonishing those about him to remain calm, and telling them not to be alarmed. 'But you are wounded, cried his secretary, let me examine. 'N'o, I think not, answered the Since the moment the world was ' shocked by the announcement of the t attempted assassination of President McKinley, every bit of information that has come from the sick chamber ha been one of hope for bis ultimate recovery. The first announcement left ; no thought but that the death of the chief magistrate might be momentarily ipected. Aa time wore on, awful expectancy ex-pectancy gave way to faint hope, which grew, and grew and grew, until the belief has taken root that his life will be spared. The most eminent medical and surgical authorities ia the entire country have been summoned io con-anltation, con-anltation, and hope has grown brighter aod faith stronger at the close of each consultation. While the crisis has not yet passed, no symptoms Indicating either blood poisoning or peritonitis, the two things greatly feared, have appeared. The president is rational, though still In a every evidence of good will, pressed by a motley throng of people, showered with expressions of love and loyalty, besieged by multitudes, all eager to clasp his hands amid these surroundings, surround-ings, and amid the ever recurring plsudiu of an army of sightseers ringing ring-ing in his ears, the blow of the assassin came, and in an Instant pleasure gave way to pain, admiration to agony, folly turned to fury, and pandemonium followed. It was shortly after 4 p. m. when one of the throng which surrounded the presidential party, a medium-sized man of ordinary appearance and plainly plain-ly dressed in black, approached as if to greet the president Itoth Secretary Cortelyou and President Milburn noticed no-ticed that the man s hand was swathed in a bandage or hankerchief. Reports of bystanders differ as to which hand. He worked hia way amid the stream of people up to the edge of the dais until measure nnder the influence or nar-colics, nar-colics, and bids tbose around him to be t . T" of good, cheer. .No satisfactory h been hi condition condi-tion that early Sunday morning Vice-President Vice-President Iioosevelt was authorized by the attending physicians, after a con-sullation, con-sullation, to announce to Senator Proctor and other leaders that the president would recover. Every change aince then has been for the better, and while the bulletins are conservative, those nearest the sick room state that conditions are very satisfactory. The Milburn home, where the president presi-dent lies, has been turned into a hospital, hos-pital, where the first consideration is the presidents good. Absolute quiet has been secured, and aside from physicians and nurses, Mrs. McKinley has been the only person in the sick room. Secretary Cortelyou and assistant assist-ant are quartered in an adjoining home, where a private telegraph office has been established. Across the street in tents, are newspaper correspondents corres-pondents and additional telegraph lacilitiea. The district around the home Is patroled, no one being permitted per-mitted to enter the district except on business, and that business must in some way be connected with the sick room. Mrs. McKinley, always in feeble health, has borne the strain remark-Ably remark-Ably well. I I PRESIDENT McKI.NLE- j feet away. 'President McKinley himself plucked from his sie the bu.irt '.,.1 struck the breast bone and glanced, lodging in the skin, at the same time saying to the detective: 'Foster, I believe be-lieve there is another bullet in there. "Shortly afterward he said: Io not exaggerate this to Mrs. McKinley.' "The president displayed the greatest great-est fortitude, and until the time I saw him carried from the building his coolness cool-ness and courage were wouderful." WHO ASSASSIN IS. AaarrhUt Named 1-eoa C ognms. alias red M.msn. t .... 1 1 ld Deed. The assassin is a blonde man of ?4( of (i erman-Pol isb purenlage, a native of Detroit. He came to Ituffalo only Saturday, and had been stopping in the Polish district of the city, usually called Little Poland. He is a blacksmith black-smith by trade, and the police believe that he has been connected with anarchistic an-archistic societies in a dozen different cltus. The self-confessed assassin haa signed a confession, covering six paes of foo.scap, and which stales that he is an anarchist, and that he became an enthusiastic member of that body through the influence of Kmma (Goldman, (Gold-man, whose writings ha had read and whose lectures he had listened to. He denies having any confedcralea. and sava he deculed on the act three days ago, and bought the revolver with which the act was committed in Ituffalo. Ituff-alo. He has seven brothers and sisters in Cleveland, and the Cleveland directory direc-tory haa the names of about that number liviug on Hosmer street and Ackland avenue, which adjoin. Some of them are butchers, and others are employed in different trades. I I0l(0'l t rim. I Ik. jidu' Sifaw. The Novoe Vremyaof St. Petersburg, referring to the attempted assassination assassina-tion of President McKinley, saya, "In the great republic bevond the sea a horrible crime has been committed, the news of which has filled the whole civilized world with horror. President McKinley waa the victim of one of those stupid crimes which, to the shame of humanity, continue. The circumstances augment the horror of the crime. What happened io (elh-eemane (elh-eemane ninetewo centuries ago ia repealed. re-pealed. This new Jndsa kisa haa reverberated re-verberated through the world. The answer will be only indignant con-Unapt." On Wednesday I went to the ground, land atood riifhl near the presidents riybt uudrr hun near t'..e ia.l f.-om I which he spoke. I thought hslf a I dozen times of shooting w hile he wsa i speaking, but I could not get ciose j euouirh. I was afraid I might miss, i and then the great crowd was always jostling and I was afraid lest my aim . fail. I waited Wednesday and the president presi-dent got into his carriage again and a jot of men were about hirn and formed a cordon thst I could not get through. I was tossed aliout by the crowd aud my spirita were getting pretty low. I was almost hopelesa that night as I went home. Tbursdsy morning I went again to the exposition grounds. Kmma tiold man's speech wss still bjrning me op. I waited near the central entrance for the president, who waa to board bi special train from that gale, but the1 police allowed nobody but the presi- ' dent's party to paaa where the train waited, so I stsyed at the grounds all day walling. 1 During Friday I 6rst thought of i hiding my pistol under my bandker- chief. 1 waa afraid if I had to draw It from my pocket I would be seen and seized by the gusrds. I gut to the Temple of Music the first one and wailed at the spot where the reception w as to be held. Then he came, the president the rulrr sod I got in line and trembled and trembled until I got right up to bim and then 1 shot bits I vice through my white bsnkerchief. I would have fired more, but I was atunned by a blow in the face a frightful blow that knocked medown aod then everybody juuiH-d on me. 1 thought 1 would be kil.ed and was surprised the way they treated me. When he bad concluded, be waa askt-d: Did yoo really ueaa to kilt the president? ' I did. was the cold-blooded reply. bat was your motive? What good could It do you? he waa asked. I am ao anarchist. I am a desciple of Emma (iuldman. Her words set me ion fire, be replied, with not the I slightest tremor. I deny that I have I had an accomplice at any lime. I ! don't regret say act, because it ws4 : doing what I could for the great cause. ! I am not connected with the Paiersoa group or with those anarchists who sent Uresoi to Italy to kill ilumbert I bad no cooflJaota. oo one to help sac, I waa alone absolutely. he waa with;n two feet of the presi- denu SHOT WHILE CBEETIS' ASSASSIN. President McKinley smiled, bowed and extended his hand in that spirit of gsniality thii American people so well know, when suddenly the sbsrp crack ' of a revolver rang out loud and clear j above the bum of voices, the shuffling of myriad feet aod vibrating wavea of applause thst ever and anon swept here and thi re o.-er the assemblage. There was an instant of almost complete com-plete silence. The president stood ! stock still. look of hesitancy, a'moat of bewilderment, on his face. Then ( i he retreated a step, w bile a pallor be-' be-' gan to steal over his fealurea. ! Then came a commotion. Three men I threw themselves forward, as with one impulse, an 1 sprang toward the would-be would-be aasasain. Two of ihero were I'nited Stales secret service men, who were on the look ut and whose duty It waa to guard against just such calamity as bad here befallen the president and the nation. The third waa a bysland-er. bysland-er. a negro, who bad only ao instant previously grasped the hand of the preaideot. In a twinkling the aasaasin waa borne to the ground, hia weapon waa wrested from his graspand strong arms pinioned him down. President. "I am not badly hurt, I assure you." Nevertheless bis garmenle were hastily hast-ily loosened, and when a trickling stream of crimson waa seen to wind its way down hia breast, spreading its tell-tale stain over the white surface of the linen, their worst fears were confirmed. ASSASSIN HL HIilED AWAY. The President's assailant, in the meantime, had been hustled by expoei-tion expoei-tion guards to the rear of the building, where be was beld while tbe building waa cleared, and later he waa turned over to Superintendent ltull of the Buffalo Police department, who took tbe prisoner to No. 13 police station, and afterward to police headquarters. The news of the attempted assassination assassin-ation had, io the meantime, spread broadcast by the newspapers, like wildfire It spread from month to mouth. Then bulletins began to appear ap-pear oo the boards along Newspaper Row, and when the announcement waa made that the prisoner bad been taken to police headquarters, only two blocks distant from the newspaper section, the crowds surged dosi toward tbe Terrace, eager for a glimpse of tbe prisoner. At police headquarters they were axet STOEY OF THE TRAGEDY. President McKinley was shot and eriously wounded by a would-be aasasain aasas-ain while holding a reception at the Temple of Music at the Pan-American g rounds, a few minutes before 4 o'clock Friday afternoon. One shot look effect In the right breast, and the other in the abdomen. The first is not of a serious nature, and the bullet has been extracted. The latter pierced the abdominal ab-dominal wall and has not been located. The president, though well guarded by I'nited States secret service detec-tivea. detec-tivea. was fullv exposed to such an attack aa occurred. He stood at the edge of the raised dais upon which the great pi pe organ elands at tbe east side of the msgnifieent structure. Throngs of people crowded in at the various ntrancea to gtze at the executive, perchance per-chance to clasp bia hand, and then file tbeir way out through tbe good-natured mob that every minute swelled and multiplied at the points of Ingress and egress to tbe building. Standing ia the midst of crowds numbering tboosaode, aurroonded by |
