J. G. Jarvis Was There
Saw the Anarchist Thrown into the Pat[r]ol Wagon
Mr. J. G. Jarvis of
the Traction company’s o[ff]ice returned from Buffalo this morning.
He had just entered Music hall at the doors nearest the president
when he heard the sharp crack of the revolver. A struggle was evident
about thirty feet away from [him?] at the point where the shot was
fired. Then came the rush of people to get in and others to get
out of the bu[il]ding. The word was passed that the president had
been shot. Mr. Jarvis could not see what was going on there at first
for the jam. The building was soon after cleared by the police and
by the s[o]ldiers who were encamped upon the grounds. Several detachments
of ma[r]ines, of artillery and of infantry were all there to make
memorable the president’s visit to the exposition. These were called
into service at once to aid the police. Twenty minutes later a police
patrol wagon came right up [t]o the place where Mr. Jarvis was standing.
He saw the would-be assassin Czolgo[s]z thrown into the patrol wagon.
The officers used no ceremony about it either. He did not look at
the time as though there was a bit of life in his body. He had been
jumped on and pummeled by the detectives who arrested him and his
[f]ace was covered wi[t]h [b]lood. He fell into a corner of the
patrol wagon and never offered to stir. His eyes were half closed
at the time. The patrol wagon moved off, but the troops were needed
to protect it. Three times it had to alter its direction before
getting to the West Amherst gate. There were no loud shouts from
the crowd, but the under current [sic] of low tones of the angry
multitude was terrific. Had it not been for the troops the man would
probably have been taken possession of. Several times the soldiers
had to charge the crowd to get the wagon through.
The buildings were soon after closed
up, and the electric lights were not turned on it [sic] all last
night. The result was that the grounds were deserted by 9 o’clock.