Within five minutes after he had fired the bullet into ex-President Roosevelt"s right side, John Flammang Schrank was on his way in the auto police patrol to the central police station, Milwaukee.
Those who overpowered Schrank were Elbert E. Martin, Capt. A. O.
Girard, Col. Cecil Lyon of Texas, Sergeant Albert Murray of the Milwaukee police department and Detectives Harry Ridenour, Louis Hartman and Valentine Skierawski of the Milwaukee police department.
The thousands who were in the vicinity of the shooting clamored for Schrank"s life.
Capt. Girard and Sergeant Murray fought off the crowd and literally dragged Schrank into the Hotel Gilpatrick through the main entrance, through the lobby and into the hotel kitchen.
Here Schrank was left in charge of Capt. Girard and Herman Rollfink while Sergeant Murray telephoned the central police station for the auto patrol. Upon its arrival Schrank was hustled into it and taken to the central station.
Schrank having disappeared, the crowd about the hotel hurried to the Auditorium. This vast building was filled to capacity, 9,000, and at least 15,000 were outside unable to even get to the doors, which had been closed and locked by attendants at 8 o"clock.
When Schrank was first questioned at the central station he declined to give his name. Within a short time, however, under supervision of Chief John T. Janssen, he submitted to an examination, which appears in full in another chapter.
Schrank necessarily was roughly handled immediately after firing the shot. He clung to the revolver until it was wrenched from him, and at one time he was beneath a pile of struggling men in the street car tracks immediately in front of Hotel Gilpatrick.
One of the detectives, in his efforts to get hold of Schrank, was carried down with Schrank beneath this struggling ma.s.s of men.
When Schrank arrived at the central station he was little the worse for his rough handling, except that his clothing was badly soiled, his collar torn off and his hair disheveled. He looked as though he were glad he had been rescued from the crowd crying for his life.
Searched at the central station the following letter was found in a coat pocket:
"To the People of the United States:
"September 15, 1901--1:30 A.M.
"In a dream I saw President McKinley sit up in his coffin pointing at a man in a monk"s attire in whom I recognized Theodore Roosevelt. The dead president said--This is my murderer--avenge my death.
"September 14, 1912--1:30 A.M.
"While writing a poem some one tapped me on the shoulder and said--let not a murderer take the presidential chair, avenge my death. I could clearly see Mr. McKinley"s features. Before the Almighty G.o.d, I swear that the above written is nothing but the truth.
"So long as j.a.pan could rise to be one of the greatest powers of the world despite her surviving a tradition more than 2,000 years old, as Gen. Nogi demonstrated, it is the duty of the United States of America to see that the third termer be regarded as a traitor to the American cause. Let it be the right and duty of every citizen to forcibly remove a third termer.
"Never let a third term party emblem appear on an official ballot.
I am willing to die for my country. G.o.d has called me to be his instrument, so help me G.o.d.
"Innocent--Guilty."
On a sheet of paper taken from the man when he was searched at the central station, the police found a list of nine hotels where he is supposed to have stopped recently.
The following is the list: Mosely hotel, Charleston, S. C.; Planters hotel, Augusta, Ga.; Childs" hotel, Atlanta, Ga.; Plaza hotel, Birmingham, Ala.; Redmon hotel, Chattanooga, Tenn.; Third Avenue hotel, Rome, Tenn.; Bismark hotel, Nashville, Tenn.; Station hotel, Evansville, Ind., and the Normandy hotel, Louisville, Ky.
At 10:35 o"clock on the morning of October 15 Schrank was taken to District court before Judge N. B. Neelen. He admitted that he had fired the bullet which hit ex-President Roosevelt, and he was bound over to the December term of Munic.i.p.al court, with bail fixed at $7,500. Bail was later raised to $15,000.
Before Schrank appeared in court District Attorney Winifred C. Zabel said:
"So far as I have been able to determine from several examinations, John Schrank is legally sane," declared District Attorney W. C. Zabel, in discussing Theodore Roosevelt"s would-be a.s.sa.s.sin, yesterday.
"He has a perfect knowledge of right and wrong and realizes that the act he committed was against the law. Medically he may have a slight aberration, but only experts could determine that.
"Schrank will have as fair a trial under the law as any other man. He has been given ample time in which to prepare his case, and, if he does not engage an attorney himself, one will be appointed to defend him."
Schrank expressed no desire to be tried in a hurry. The revolver from which the shot had been fired, together with the shirt and underwear worn by Col. Roosevelt were brought into court and exhibited by Detective Louis Hartman.
At the suggestion of others, Judge Neelen ordered the revolver and bullets taken to Dean R. E. W. Sommers, Marquette university, for chemical a.n.a.lysis to determine whether the bullets were poisoned.
Schrank seemed unconcerned over the crime he had committed.
"You are charged with a.s.sault with intent to kill and murder," said District Attorney Zabel. "What do you plead, guilty or not guilty?"
"I am guilty," answered Schrank quietly.
The court then explained to Schrank that he was charged with a serious offense, and had the right to ask for an adjournment and time in which to obtain legal counsel and prepare a defense.
"I understand that," said Schrank. "I plead guilty and waive examination."
"Then you are bound over to the munic.i.p.al court under bonds of $5,000,"
said the court. Schrank was then asked if he wanted a speedy trial.
"No, I don"t want one at once," was the reply. "I wish to have some time."
"We will give you plenty of time. You will be tried during the December term of the Munic.i.p.al court."
As Schrank was being led back to the prisoners" "pen," one of the newspaper men standing, remembering that President McKinley died because of a poisoned bullet, reminded the court that it might be well to have the bullets in Schrank"s revolver chemically a.n.a.lyzed.
"Oh, if that"s the case, it makes it much more serious," said the court. "Infection might set in. I"ll raise the bail from $5,000 to $7,500."
A crowd of not more than 200 was seated in the courtroom when Schrank"s case was called, the general impression being that he would not be examined before October 16. When his name was called every one in the room pushed forward, and it was necessary for the deputies and policemen to use force to push them back of the railing.
When in the "bullpen" Schrank"s fellow prisoners shrank away from him.
They knew of his attempt to a.s.sa.s.sinate the former president, and he was an outcast, even among his own kind.
He was led from the courtroom by Sheriff Arnold and a special corps of deputies, the officials fearing violence, to the county jail, where he was lodged in a cell on the first floor.
Schrank on his arrival in Milwaukee registered at the Argyle hotel, 270 West Water street, and was a.s.signed to room number 1. He paid for his room in advance and was very seldom seen at the hotel thereafter.
His meals, according to the clerk, he took outside. The clerk said the only time the man was seen about the hotel was when he walked in and out.
He was registered under the name of "Albert Ross," which name he has registered under in a number of hotels at which he stopped while following Col. Roosevelt about the country.
Without a tremor in his voice and talking willingly in the central station, Schrank unfolded the fact that he had at one time been engaged to be married to Miss Elsie Ziegler, New York, one of the victims of the General Sloc.u.m steamboat disaster, in which over a thousand lives were lost.
As he spoke of the girl his voice softened and his eyes sought the floor of his cell. His lips seemed to quiver slightly, the first evidence of remorse since his arrest.
Asked if the fact that the girl had lost her life during the disaster had anything to do with the act he clenched his hands and with an angry jerk of his head almost shouted his answer to the questioner.
"She had nothing to do with it," he exclaimed. "She was a beautiful girl and I want you to understand that her soul is cleared from any part of this act."