Details of President McKinley’s Case
WILLIAM MKINLEY, President of the United
States, was shot while holding a public reception in the Temple
of Music, at the Pan-American Exposition on Friday, September 6,
1901, at seven minutes after four o’clock. His assailant was Leon
Czolgosz, a Pole, and an acknowledged anarchist and disciple of
Emma Goldman, the most notorious “Red” in the United States.
For full seven days the President
lingered, dying at fifteen minutes after two o’clock on the morning
of Saturday, September 14, at the residence of Mr. John G. Milburn,
to which he had been removed the day of the shooting.
When he was shot the President did
not lost consciousness; he saw the crowd fling itself upon his assailant
and bear him to the floor; he heard the angry cries for vengeance,
and with all the infinite love for mankind and mercy for evil doers
which ever characterised his life, this wounded man, grievously
hurt as he was, stretched forth his hand as if in benediction and
said: “Let no one harm him.”
The ambulance clanged its way through
the densely packed crowd and tenderly, reverently, the stricken
President was lifted from the chair into which he had sunk and was
placed on the stretcher. This was lifted into place and the crowd
silently and with bared heads parted while the ambulance, surrounded
by soldiers and police, whirled away to the hospital.
The dash to the hospital was thrilling
and sensational. Mr. T. F. Ellis, who was driving the motor vehicle,
handled the steering bar with the utmost skill; no chaffeur [sic]
however skilful, however expert, ever drove an automobile with more
speed and with more wisdom through dangerous places than did Ellis,
who is a third-year medical student of the University of Buffalo.
The crowd was dense all along the route to the hospital and yet,
[207][208] although the machine was
driven at top speed, there were no accidents. Inside the vehicle
lay the Chief Magistrate of the United States, carefully attended
by Dr. G. McK. Hall and Mr. E. C. Mann, the latter a senior medical
student on the staff of the medical department of the Pan-American
Hospital.
Arriving at the hospital the President
was taken to the operating room and placed on the table. The doctors
of the staff undressed him and ministered to his personal comfort.
A hypodermic of morphin was given and almost immediately the telephones
began their jingling cry for help. Far and wide through the city
went calls for surgeons.
Dr. Roswell Park, medical director
of the exposition, had gone to Niagara Falls to perform an operation.
An effort was made to secure the services of Dr. Edward J. Meyer.
He, too, was absent from the city. In the meantime Dr. M. D. Mann
and Dr. John Parmenter had been sent for and found. Dr. Herman Mynter
also was reached, and in a very short time word came that Dr. Park
had been communicated with and was on his way from the Falls in
a special train.
Dr. Lee, of St. Louis, who was on
the grounds at the time of the shooting appeared early and voluntarily
assumed charge of the medical department. He was relieved almost
immediately by the resident staff. Miss A. M. Walters, superintendent
of nurses, displayed excellent judgment in the disposition of the
nurses and in the preparations which were immediately begun under
her directions for the operation, which her wide experience told
her would inevitably follow the arrival of the surgeons. Instruments
were sterilised and dressings prepared and when at ten minutes after
five Dr. Mann arrived, and with Drs. Mynter and Eugene Wasdin, surgeon
of the Marine Hospital Service of the United States, who had reached
the hospital a few minutes before, made an examination of the President
and decided upon operation, he found everything ready for him. Dr.
John Parmenter arrived five minutes later than Dr. Mann and went
into consultation with the others. [208][209]
A careful examination of the wounds
showed that the first shot had struck near the middle of the sternum
producing simply an abrasion. The second had penetrated the abdomen
and was serious. The President’s condition was one of shock. Mr.
Milburn and the President’s secretary, Mr. George B. Cortelyou,
with Mr. John N. Scatcherd were called in and informed that immediate
operation was a necessity. They told Dr. Mann to do as his wisdom
dictated and when the President was informed that an operation was
imperative, he said simply: “Gentlemen, I am in your hands.” [209][210]
Again word came that Dr. Park was
being rushed to Buffalo. He was on his way. Outside even in the
crowd there was anxiety for the coming of the surgeon. On occasions
like this a crowd is like a prairie, sun-dried to tinder; a spark
of information flashes through it like the tongues of hungry flame.
It seemed to one among this vast jam of human beings who were greedily
lapping up every thought, every scrap of information from inside,
every word, as if they were imbued with the desire to see Dr. Park
come to the hospital. How great is a man in the esteem of strangers
when, in their hour of anxiety and trouble, they turn to him as
a pillar of strength and whisper of him among themselves.
Inside the hospital there was a noiseless
bustling to and fro; outside, the waiting crowd, silent and hushed,
crushed forward, but needed only a gesture from the police to fall
back and sink their voices to whispers. Men with authority forced
their way through the jam to the doors of the hospital where they
stopped; it was not for them to enter where the forces of science
were preparing to do battle with death.
The operating room doors were closed,
with secret service agents on guard that none might enter; men who
ride rough shod through an every-day life tip-toed their way about;
men whose voices ring clear, spoke in hushed whispers with the clutch
of sorrow at their throats, for behind those doors in the white
room the President lay under the knife of the surgeon; the blood
of the Republic was dripping and calm men were searching out the
course of an anarchist’s bullet, with deft fingers and acute minds.
When the decision to operate immediately
had been reached, Dr. Mann assigned their parts to his assistants.
He requested Dr. Wasdin to administer the anesthetic, which was
begun at twenty minutes after five o’clock, ether being used. Dr.
Mynter stood opposite the operator with the Dr. Lee mentioned above;
beside Dr. Mann stood Dr. Parmenter as adviser. Dr. Wilson was assigned
to take the records of the operation and time. Mr. [210][211]
Simpson was at the instrument tray; Mr. Mann at the sutures; Miss
Catherine Simmons, of Roosevelt Hospital, New York, assisted the
anesthetist; Miss M. C. Morris and Miss A. D. Barnes, of St. Luke’s,
New York, were the sterile nurses; Miss Rose Barron, of the Long
Island College Hospital, Brooklyn; Miss Mary A. Shannon, of the
Cincinnati General Hospital, and Miss L. E. Dorchester, of the Buffalo
General Hospital, were detailed as general assistants. Dr. Hall
assisted Dr. Zittell in the general care of the hospital during
the operation. [211][212]
In nine minutes the President was
under the effects of the anesthetic, and Dr. Mann after preparing
the abdomen made a three inch incision, extending through the bullet
hole. There was a deep layer of fat which necessitated the lengthening
of the incision an inch, when the peritoneum was reached. At the
bottom of the incision and in the bullet wound was found a small
circular bit of cloth, probably undershirt, which had been carried
in by the bullet. On opening the peritoneum the intestines were
examined and found to be uninjured. On examination of the stomach
a bullet wound was found in its anterior wall. The stomach was drawn
up and the wound sutured with a double row of silk sutures. Some
stomach contents had escaped from the wound. This was wiped away.
The original incision was lengthened
two inches so that the posterior wall of the stomach could be examined,
and here another bullet wound was found, which was similarly sutured.
In the meantime Dr. Rixey, the President’s
physician, had arrived from the Milburn house where he had been
in attendance on Mrs. McKinley, whose health is extremely delicate.
She had but recently passed nigh unto the dark valley and needed
the ministrations of a physician almost constantly.
A search was made for the bullet but
it could not be found, and as it was in all probability lodged in
the deep lumbar muscles it was decided not to make any effort to
remove it.
Outside, the crowd, grown denser,
hung on every bit of [212][213] information
which trickled from within the white operating room, however meager.
“Is he alive?” an anxious man near
the outside door guard would ask. The guard nodded, and the crowd
swayed backward and forward with a rustling noise, as the word was
passed along in whispers, like a wheat field dipping to a summer
breeze.
A little after 6 o’clock an automobile
came noiselessly down the Mall. There was a sudden switch of the
wheels in front of the hospital and it came to a stop. A man in
the crowd recognised the passenger as he stepped out and hurried
into the hospital.
“That’s Dr. Park,” he said, and the
word was passed along that the surgeon so long expected had arrived.
Dr. Park made a record run from Niagara Falls. He was in the midst
of an operation when he was notified of the shooting. Rapidly he
completed his work after sending word to have an engine ready [213][214]
to take him to Buffalo, and he reached the hospital in two hours
after the President had received his wound.
When he entered the operating room
he asked what had been done and what had been found, and Dr. Mann
told him. The operation was all but completed. All that remained
was to flush out the abdominal cavity with salt solution and sew
up the abdominal wound. This was done, the abdomen being closed
without drainage. At ten minutes of seven the anesthetic was stopped
and the bandages applied. At this time the pulse was 122 and the
respiration 32. The President during the operation had been given
1-30 of strychnin and 25 min. of brandy hypodermatically. It was
decided after consultation to remove the patient to the residence
of Mr. John G. Milburn and a full equipment consisting of bed, bedding
and sick room appliances was sent to the house in charge of Miss
Simmons and Miss Barnes, who were to take care of the President
during the first night. He [214][215]
was placed in the ambulance and in charge of Dr. Park and Dr. Wasdin
was moved to his destination.
Then came the anxious period of waiting.
Bulletins were issued by the President’s physicians at frequent
intervals. They are published as a part of this article and tell
the professional story of the seven days in terse manner. Once or
twice will be noticed an exultant tone as the condition of the patient
improved. There appeared to be no danger until Thursday night. Dr.
McBurney, of New York, an eminent surgeon, had arrived on Sunday,
and declared the patient would be at his desk in Washington within
six weeks. Throughout the land there swelled a feeling of intense
relief and gratitude that the life of this good man was to be spared.
The surgeons came and went with light steps; they smiled with the
confidence the conditions seemed to warrant. Newspapermen, who read
events in the [215][216] eyes of men,
heralded the approaching recovery of the President to all the world
in positive words; therefore Theodore Roosevelt, Vice-president
of the United States, received from the surgeons the assurances
that all was well and left for the Adirondacks; the diplomatic corps
took trains for their embassies or their summer homes; some of the
members of the Cabinet left for their homes; peace and stillness
reigned and the joy and thanksgiving of a vast people were unrestrained.
Thursday noon, Dr. McBurney also went away. The bulletins said the
President had had a piece of toast—some solid food—and that he was
on the high road to recovery.
Soon after, late in the afternoon
of Thursday, there was a change. A vagueness, an uncertainty, a
nameless groping became apparent to the newspaper men on watch.
The look in an eye, the lengthening of a facial line, the nervous
clicking step, an unwonted activity, told them of a something which
had happened. An hour later was the beginning of the end.
The President is not so well; then
the President is worse. The President’s heart is weak. There has
been a collapse. Dr. Charles G. Stockton has been called in consultation.
There is grave danger. Strong heart stimulants are being administered.
The world stopped in its work,—a President
lay dying. Later came word that the relatives and Cabinet officials
had been hurriedly sent for; that couriers were searching the wilderness
of the woods for the Vice-president; that Dr. Johnston and Dr. Janeway
had been called from their homes in hot haste, to come to Buffalo
to the bedside of the man on whom the eyes of the world were turned.
The President does not respond to
the stimulants. Unless there is a change soon he cannot live. The
doctors have not given up all hope, but there is grave danger. The
President has rallied somewhat, but is very weak. The President
has suffered another attack of heart failure. The doctors are administering
oxygen. The President is dying. The doctors have given up all hope
and have stopped the oxygen. The President [216][218]
has said good-by to his wife and death is rapidly approaching.
With tear dimmed eyes, the world awaited,
low-bowed with sorrow for the woman, the patient and devoted wife,
who had clung so confidingly to the husband who so tenderly watched
her when she was battling with the death which now had him in its
grasp. She had kissed the white lips; she was holding the hand which
had been her protector and her guidance, and he had said good-by.
With a world of tenderness and with infinite love he looked at her.
It was not a President who was dying. It was a husband bidding a
last farewell to a sorely crushed and heartbroken wife; whose last
thought was to comfort her in her hour of greatest trial when he
whispered:
“God’s will be done; not ours.”
Then a long and weary wait. The President’s
eyes closed in unconsciousness and the soul-sick world awaited for
the end. Slowly the minutes dragged along and at midnight the President
was dying. In the silent chamber the relatives and officials were
gathered about the cot where death was reaping the fruits of the
blood-red victory of anarchy. The nurses and the hospital corps
men of the United States Army moved softly about. Dr. Rixey stood
by the side of the form in which barely a breath was left.
Outside the wind rustled the leaves
of the trees the President loved so well. In the adjoining room
slept the wife, mercifully unconscious of the agony of the scene
which was being enacted so near her. The respirations became gasps;
slower and slower, then halting. Dr. Rixey leaned far forward over
the President and raised his hand in warning. A sob broke the awesome
silence of the room—a sob which was stifled. The gasping of the
President had ceased. Dr. Rixey straightened up, his face drawn
with the agony of his suffering. A faint sigh fluttered at the President’s
lips, and his head sunk into the pillow like that of a man falling
into a deep sleep.
An orderly of the hospital corps stepped
silently to the foot of the bed and stood rigidly at attention,
his eyes to the front. [218][220] And
to the four corners of the world flashed the final bulletin: “The
President died at 2.15.”
They turned down the lights in the
room and left the dead President alone with a white-clad, spectral
guard.
The official story of the President’s
case is tersely and scientifically told in these bulletins. The
men signing them were Dr. P. M. Rixey, the President’s physician;
Dr. M. D. Mann, Dr. Roswell Park, Dr. Herman Mynter, Dr. Eugene
Wasdin, Dr. Charles McBurney, Dr. Charles G. Stockton and Mr. George
B. Cortelyou, secretary to the President. The body of each bulletin
is given as it was issued but, for the sake of brevity, the last
names of the signers only are printed.
Friday, September 6, 7 p.m.—The President was shot about
4 p.m. One bullet struck him in the upper portion of the breast
bone, glancing and not penetrating. The second bullet penetrated
the abdomen five inches below the left nipple and one and one-half
inches to the left of the median line. The abdomen was opened through
the line of the bullet wound. It was found that the bullet had penetrated
the stomach. The opening in the front wall of the stomach was carefully
closed with silk stitches, after which a search was made for a hole
in the back wall of the stomach. This was found and also closed
in the same way. The further course of the bullet could not be discovered
although careful search was made. The abdominal wound was closed
without drainage. No injury to the intestines or other abdominal
organ was discovered. The patient stood the operation well. Pulse
of good quality, rate of 130. Condition at the conclusion of the
operation was gratifying. The result cannot be foretold. His condition
at present justifies hope of recovery. Signed, George B. Cortelyou,
secretary to the President.
10.40 p.m.—The President is rallying satisfactorily and is resting
comfortably. Temperature, 100.4º; pulse, 124; respiration, 24. Rixey,
Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, Cortelyou.
Saturday, September 7, 1 a.m.—The President is free from
pain and resting well. Temperature, 100.2º; pulse, 120; respiration,
24.
3 a.m.—The President continues to rest well. Temperature, 101.6º;
pulse, 110; respiration, 24. Rixey, Cortelyou.
6 a.m.—The President has passed a good night; temperature, 102º;
pulse, 110; respiration, 24. Rixey, Park, Cortelyou. [220][221]
9 a.m.—The President passed a fairly comfortable night and no serious
symptoms have developed. Pulse, 146; temperature, 102º; respiration,
24. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, Cortelyou.
12 m.—There is no decided change in the President’s condition since
the last bulletin. Pulse, 136; temperature, 102º; respiration, 28.
Rixey, Cortelyou.
3.30 p.m.—The President continues to rest quietly; no change for
the worse. Pulse, 140; temperature, 102.2º; respiration, 24. Rixey,
Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, Cortelyou.
6.30 p.m.—There is no change for the worse since last bulletin;
pulse, 130; temperature, 102.5º; respiration, 29. Rixey, Cortelyou.
9.30 p.m.—Conditions continue much the same. The President responds
well to medicine. Pulse, 132; temperature, 102.5º; respiration,
25. All temperatures reported are taken in the rectum. The physicians
in attendance wish to say that they are too busily engaged to reply
to individual telegrams. Rixey, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, Cortelyou.
Sunday, September 8.—The public will be kept fully advised
of the actual condition of the President. Each bulletin is carefully
and conservatively prepared and is an authoritative statement of
the most important features of the case at the hour it is issued.
The people are entitled to the facts and shall have them. George
B. Cortelyou.
3.20 a.m.—The President has passed a fairly good night; pulse,
122; temperature, 102.4º; respiration, 24. Rixey, Mynter, Cortelyou.
9 a.m.— The President passed a good night and his condition this
morning is quite encouraging. His mind is clear and he is resting
well; wound dressed at 8.30 and found in a very satisfactory condition.
There is no indication of peritonitis. Pulse, 132; temperature,
102.8º; respiration, 24. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, Cortelyou.
12 m.—The improvement in the President’s condition has continued
since the last bulletin. Pulse, 128; temperature, 101º; respiration,
27. Rixey, Cortelyou.
4 p.m.—The President since the last bulletin has slept quietly—four
hours altogether since 9 o’clock. His condition is satisfactory
to all physicians present. Pulse, 128; temperature, 101º; respiration,
28. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, McBurney, Cortelyou.
9 p.m.—The President is resting comfortably and there is no special
change since last bulletin. Pulse, 130; temperature, 101.6º; respiration,
30. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, McBurney, Cortelyou. [221][222]
Monday, September 9, 6 a.m.—The President passed a somewhat
restless night, sleeping fairly well. General condition unchanged.
Pulse, 120; temperature, 101º; respiration, 28. Rixey, Mann, Cortelyou.
9.20 a.m.—The President’s condition is becoming more and more satisfactory.
Untoward incidents are less and less likely to occur. Pulse, 122;
temperature, 100.8º; respiration, 28. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter,
Wasdin, McBurney, Cortelyou.
3 p.m.—The President’s condition steadily improves and he is comfortable,
without pain or unfavorable symptoms. Bowel and kidney functions
normally performed. Pulse, 113; temperature, 101º; respiration,
26. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, McBurney, Cortelyou.
9.30 p.m.—The President’s condition continues favorable. Pulse,
112; temperature, 101º; respiration, 27. Rixey, Mann Park, Mynter,
Wasdin, McBurney, Cortelyou.
Tuesday, September 10, 7 a.m.—The President has passed the
most comfortable night since the attempt on his life. Pulse, 118;
temperature, 100.4º; respiration, 28. Rixey, Park, Cortelyou.
9 a.m.—The President’s condition this morning is eminently satisfactory
to his physicians. If no complications arise a rapid convalescence
may be expected. Pulse, 104; temperature, 99.8º; respiration, 26.
This temperature is taken by mouth and should be read about one
degree higher by rectum. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, McBurney,
Cortelyou.
3.20 p.m.—There is no change since this morning’s favorable bulletin.
Pulse, 110; temperature, 100º; respiration, 28. Rixey, Mann, Park,
Mynter, Wasdin, Cortelyou.
10.30 p.m.—The condition of the President is unchanged in all important
particulars. His temperature is 100.6º; pulse, 114; respiration,
28. When the operation was done on Friday last it was noted that
the bullet had carried with it a short distance beneath the skin
a fragment of the President’s coat. This foreign material was, of
course, removed, but a slight irritation of the tissues was produced,
the evidence of which appeared only tonight. It has been necessary
on account of this slight disturbance to remove a few stitches and
partially open the skin wound. This incident cannot give rise to
other complications, but it is communicated to the public, as the
surgeons in attendance wish to make their bulletins entirely frank.
In consequence of this separation of the edges of the surface wound
the healing of the same will be somewhat delayed. The President
is now well enough to begin to take nourishment by the mouth in
the form of pure beef juice. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, McBurney,
Cortelyou. [222][223]
Wednesday, September 11, 6 a.m.—The President has passed
a very comfortable night. Pulse, 120; temperature, 100.2º; respiration,
26. Rixey, Wasdin, Cortelyou.
9 a.m.—The President rested comfortably during the night. Decided
benefit has followed the dressing of the wound made last night.
His stomach tolerates the beef juice well and it is taken with great
satisfaction. His condition this morning is excellent. Pulse, 116;
temperature, 100.2º. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, McBurney,
Cortelyou.
3.30 p.m.—The President continues to gain and the wound is becoming
more healthy. The nourishment taken into the stomach is being gradually
increased. Pulse, 120; temperature, 100.2º. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter,
Wasdin, McBurney, Cortelyou.
10 p.m.—The President’s condition continues favorable. Blood count
corroborates clinical evidence of the absence of any blood poisoning.
He is able to take more nourishment and relish it. Pulse, 120; temperature,
100.4º. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, McBurney, Cortelyou.
Thursday, September 12, 6.20 a.m.—The President has had
a comfortable night. Pulse, 122; temperature, 100.2º. Rixey, Cortelyou.
9.30 a.m.—The President has spent a quiet and restful night, and
has taken much nourishment. He feels better this morning than at
any time. He has taken a little solid food this morning and relished
it. Pulse, 120; temperature, 100.2º. Rixey, Park, Mynter, Wasdin,
Mann, McBurney, Cortelyou.
3 p.m.—The President’s condition is very much the same as this
morning. His only complaint is of fatigue. He continues to take
a sufficient amount of food. Pulse, 126; temperature, 100.2º. Rixey,
Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, Cortelyou.
8.30 p.m.—The President’s condition this evening is not quite so
good. His food has not agreed with him and has been stopped. Excretion
has not yet been properly established. The kidneys are acting well.
His pulse is not satisfactory, but has improved in the last two
hours. The wound is doing well. He is resting quietly. Temperature,
100.2º; pulse, 128. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, Stockton,
Cortelyou.
12 m.—All unfavorable symptoms in the President’s condition have
improved since the last bulletin. Pulse, 120; temperature, 100.2º.
Rixey, Wasdin, Stockton, Cortelyou.
Friday, September 13, 2.50 a.m.—The President’s condition
is very serious and gives rise to the gravest apprehension. His
bowels have moved well, but his heart does not respond properly
to stimulation. He is conscious. The skin is warm, and the pulse
small, regular, easily compressible, 126; respiration, 30; temperature,
100º. Rixey, Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, Stockton, Cortelyou. [223][224]
9 a.m.—The President’s condition has somewhat improved during the
past few hours. There is a better response to stimulation. He is
conscious and free from pain. Pulse, 128; temperature, 99.8º. Rixey,
Mann, Park, Mynter, Wasdin, Stockton, Cortelyou.
2.30 p.m.—The President has more than held his own since morning
and his condition justifies the expectation of further improvement.
He is better than yesterday at this time. Pulse, 123; temperature,
99.4º. Rixey, Mann, Mynter, Wasdin, Stockton, Cortelyou.
4 p.m.—The President’s physicians report that he is only slightly
improved since the last bulletin. The pulse and temperature remain
the same as at that hour. Cortelyou.
5.35 p.m.—The President’s physicians report that his condition
is grave at this hour. He is suffering from extreme prostration.
Oxygen is being given. He responds to stimulation but poorly. Pulse,
125; respiration, 40. Cortelyou.
6.30 p.m.—The President’s physicians report that his condition
is most serious in spite of vigorous stimulation. The depression
continues and is profound. Unless it can be relieved the end is
only a question of time. Cortelyou.
Here the official bulletins ceased.
At short intervals, however, word was sent to the newspaper men
in camp opposite Milburn house, as to the downward progress of the
President toward the dark valley. We append the two most significant
of these.
9.30 p.m.—The President is dying.
Saturday, September 14, 2.15 a.m.—The President is dead.
The autopsy was performed by Dr.
H. R. Gaylord, and Dr. H. G. Matzinger, of the Buffalo State Pathological
Laboratory, on Saturday, the day of death. It was apparently an
exhaustive examination occupying several hours. The official report
is as follows:
The bullet which struck over
the breast bone did not pass through the skin and did little
harm.
The other bullet passed through
both walls of the stomach near its lower border. Both holes
were found to be perfectly closed by the stitches, but the tissue
around each hole had become gangrenous. After passing through
the stomach the bullet passed into the back walls of the abdomen
hitting and tearing the upper end of the kidney. This portion
of the bullet track was also gangrenous, the gangrene involving
the pancreas. [224][225] The bullet
has not yet been found. There was no sign of peritonitis or
disease of other organs. The heart walls were very thin. There
was no evidence of any attempt at repair on the part of nature
and death resulted from the gangrene which affected the stomach
around the bullet wounds as well as the tissues around the further
course of the bullet. Death was unavoidable by any surgical
or medical treatment and was the direct result of the bullet
wound.
Signed, Harvey R. Gaylord, Herman G. Matzinger, P. M. Rixey,
Matthew D. Mann, Herman Mynter, Roswell Park, Eugene Wasdin,
Charles G. Stockton, Edward G. Janeway, W. W. Johnston, W. P.
Kendall, Surgeon, U. S. Army, Charles Cary, Edward L. Munson,
Assistant Surgeon, U. S. Army, Hermanus L. Baer.
Sunday the President’s body lay in
state at the City Hall from noon until late at night and it is estimated
that over 100,000 people gazed at the marble-like features of the
dead ruler.
Monday morning the funeral train left
Buffalo for Washington.
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