The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1853-11-24
TRAGEDY IN real LIFE.
LOVE AND muapERils

The stain OF blood has agAin cfinasoned our citys
annals with damned spot, which viii not 'out. !
man anda woman have fallen together Id the ul
aow Of an ardent and vigorous lite; while nadness
nd muir Ter have mingled In the elements OF ter
rble romance. Fiction Ia her widest lights new
q pictured more strange and startling reality
IAN that which was yesterday enacted at No. so
Bourbon street, and the scene, BY those who W.T..
messed t. will not be really forgotten. But In the
unfolding OF our tale, we must begin with the be
ginning.
young and beautiful artis's attached to the
c,rps OF the French Opera Ia this ely. sometime
since formed the acquaintance Of French gentle
man Ia one OF the cities of the West The French.
man, was NATURAL seemed to feel great interest
in the rising fortunes of hs fair countrywoman, ana
visited her frequently Eventually he became over
ardent In his attentions, aud the lady checked
him with gen,le jet skill!ul hand Time passed
on. The lady and her husband--ior she was mar
ried--started for this CRY and arrived here an2a
ten days ago. They took lodgings at mrs. einita
No. 50 Bourbon street. few days Afterwards the
Frenchtnan also arrived and took rooms In the
same neighbofhood He soon sought means OF re-
newing his acquaintance with the taif cahtatfice,
aud several DC visited her al her lodgings
indeed be appeaed to DC ire, a sa WIN
music and her charms in the highest terms OF ex-
travagant laudation.
Yesterday at noon he paid his last visit to her
With what burning words OF melting madness he
told his tale of unbridled love, none alive can
saw but that he did so tell his tale and receive in
answer disappointing negative. can scarcely adj
init of a doubt. Or, happily, both ioved--well- but
vet mot wisely, and they could not lire togeth
er, they determined to plunge together into the
deep abyss of DEATH But it were vain to speculate
one is already an unhonored tenant of the Potfer's
Field, and the other is unconsciously, yet rapidly
passing into that ''sleep which knows no waking
Nocry was heard; no indication OF QUARREL but
the reports OF two pistol Shots discharged in quick
succession brought the inmates Of the house to the
artistes room, and there, such sight was beheld
as made the beholders shrink back aghast. Near
each other the floor the crtiste and her tragic
visitor were lying, and their blood which flowed
separately for short distance mingled at length in
one common stream. The man, with hoarse
groans, was gasping out his life and portion Of his
brains neste like terrible seal Of death, on the
snow-white breast of his companion.
The bullet itwould seem, entered the mouth of
the artistic and passing along the base OF the BRAIN
lodged in the neck. She lay specifies on the
floor, but her bosom heaved with tumultuous swell
ings aud she moved at times as if she felt sudden
twinge Of pain. Of her recovery physicians enter
tain not the slightest hope.
In an hour after the fatal shot was fired the self
destroyer was corpse The weapon he had used
was revolver, and well had it performed its al
lotted work.
The above Is from the New Orleans True Delta,
of the 10th. The Crescent says the woman was a
native of France, and had married Charles Sage
The deceased Frenchman was named ]. Bettord.-
Bedford lived about hour after he discharged the
pistol. He was formerly schoolteacher in Gin
cinnati. Mr.. Sage was absent at the time of the
distressing affair.