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 Door.

(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 air.
     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.”