Mrs. M’Kinley Asks to See Husband Twice
She Is Composed and Happy, Goes for a Drive in the
Afternoon, and When the
Surgeons Arrive Is Found Knitting in the Corridor Near the President’s
(Special from a Staff Correspondent.)
BUFFALO, Sept. 11.—The
physicians to-day ceased their concern over Mrs. McKinley. To-night
she is sleeeping [sic] calmly in her room, wholly undisturbed.
In her sitting-room stand twenty vases
of roses, sent by strangers and friends alike, and downstairs are
as many more.
Mrs. McKinley asked to-day to be allowed
to see her husband twice, and the physicians allowed it. She was
in the room at 9 A. M. for a few minutes and again at 4 P. M. She
slipped in to clasp her husband’s hand for just a moment.
She breakfasted in her room during
the morning and when the surgeons arrived was placidly knitting
in the corridor, near her husband’s door.
After lunch, she dressed in a becoming
gown of gendarms blue cloth, and, donning a pearly-gray wrap, she
walked downstairs, with Abner McKinley’s assistance, and out to
the carriage of Mrs. J. F. Chard. Behind her came Mrs. Lafayette
McWilliams, of Chicago, her cousin, and her companion here since
the President was shot.
The two ladies were in high spirits.
The horses drew them around the park for an hour, and when the carriage
came back Mrs. McKinley was flushed with the snap of the autumn
She got out of the carriage without
any assistance and walked up the path to the side door, leaning
lightly on the arm of Abner McKinley and Mr. Cortelyou.
Afterwards she took a nap.
“Mrs. McKinley is in good shape,”
said Mr. Cortelyou to-night, “and the physicians have ceased to
concern themselves about her. She eats and sleeps well.
“She knows everything, that row of
tents and these soldiers on guard must tell her everything, and
we told her that night.
“Of course we didn’t go into details.
We didn’t say anything about the ether, for instance.”