Death of President McKinley

     A thrill of horror pass[e]d through the civilized world when it became known on Friday week [sic], that the President of the United States had been shot. Messages of condolence and sympathy poured in from all quarters, and our ow[n] Empire and our own Colony were versal [sic] feelings of sorrow for the august sufferer, and detestation of the dastardly deed. During the week the bulletins regarding the condition of the President were eagerly awaited. For several days the symptons [sic] seemed favourable and the danger was considered to be p[a]st. Anxiety was again awakened on Thursday night, and yesterday the tidin gs [sic] became alarming and tow[a]rds evening it was evident that hope was abandoned. This morning the sad intelligence was flashed over the world that the struggle was over; that he around whom his country’s hopes had clustered was no more; that he who had worthily worn the high dignities with which a great nation had twice endued him had laid them down untarnished; that the gallant soldier who had for four years braved the assaults of a chivalrous foe, had succumbed at length to the bullet of a cowardly assassin. Sympathy with the nation, and the relatives of the deceased President and execration of the [c]rime, will be felt and expressed throughout the whole civilized world.
     We were pleased to learn that as th[e] [re]sult of the elections in November last year President McKinley’s reign at th[e] White House was to be prolonged fo[r] another term. He had ably discharged the duties of a difficult position in a specially trying time. He had laboured to preserve and strengthen friendly r[e]lations between his Government and that of the British Empire. It was hoped that a long period of usefulness still lay before him. P[r]ovidence has, however, ordered it otherwise. He i[s] gone to his re[s]t, and his r[e]ward, and his country is plunged in grief. Intimately connected as our Colony is in many ways with the United States, our strongest sympathies are naturally elicited by such an event as this, and spontaneously and freely flow forth to the kindred people who mourn the loss of a revered ruler, and to the family bereft of its beloved head.