Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1870-06-10
A LISBON TRAGEDY.
The Daughter of a Noble Family of Bio ia
metro Murdered by Her injured EusBasd.

From the Diario de Noticias, Of Lisbon.l
Don Jose Cardoso Vieira de Castro,
ex-deputy, orator and distinguished
writer, presented himself last week to
the Commissary-Genera Of Police,
and informed him that he had just
killed his young wife, Claudina, who
had dishonored him. He thea sur-
rendered himself to Justice.
The COmmissary-Genera asked the
murderer to accompany him to the
house of the murdered wife, in the
Rua da Flores. They went, accom-
panied by a justice of the peace anda
doctor, to view the corpse. In the
chamber Of death a young woman Of
tWenty-one, beautiful in spite OF her
paIlOr, lay stretched on a bed saturated
with blood.
Daughter of a noble family Of Rio
JaneirO, she married three years ago.
Don Vieira de Castro. For a long
while M. de Castro wa a model OF
attention and tenderness to his young
wife, whOm-he adored. They Travelled
over America, and visited the capitals
OF Europe. On arriving at Lisbon
they were invited to the most Brilliant
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beguiled their leisure hours, and they
charmed the select society where
theirs was sought. AT n tell stroke
all this happiness had VANISHED, and
the young woman, SO admired yester-
day, was to-day nothing but q rigid
corpse.
What had happened to change in
one moment so splendid a life into so
cruel a death? Alas! a fatal mystery!
One day Vieira de Castro enters
noiselessly and unheard into his
wife's chamber. He wants to sur
prise her by a kiss. He steps for
ward. She is writing-of course to
him He casts his eyes v the i'm
prudent woman's shoulder. Horror!
Her passionate and burning words are
addressed to a lover. The blood
rushes to his face; he thinks OF stab
bling her, but has the courage to re-
strain himself, and disappeared IN
heard, as he had come, but meditatIng
a t~reacherous punishment. AT first
he thinks that poisoning her with
chlorOform in her sleep would be COM
plete vengeance; but, reeonsldering,
mo" he says, " she must die by my
hand, and she must know why Kill
her"
At nightfall, with his heart full Of
hatred, his eyes glowing, and with
the name of his rival on his lips, be
rushes on her, seizes her by the hair of
the head, and drags her into the mid
die of the room.
Madam he says, ''youa are about
to die" The unfortunate woman tries
to defend herself. With strength
doubled by rage, he seizes her in his
arms. drowning her face in chlorO-
form, and when she endeavOrs to cry
for help ne clutches her by the throat,
and releases his hold only when, with
out uttering a single cry, she falls
Iifeless at his feet.
He remains in the presence of the
Iivid corpse until daylight. He rush
es then, after double-locking his apart
meut, to the house of the man who
had dishOnOred him; it was his dear
eR friend. With his heart overflow
t4g With a just hatred, Don Castro
does not hesitate. He carries a load
ed revolver under his cloak, and
knocks at the door Of his rivals house.
They tell him he is out. He waits.
His friend, Mr.. Garrett, is IA of the
most distinguished men in Lisbon,
nephew of the celebrated Garrett, the
leader Of the literary revival Of Por-
tugaI. e
Tired of waiting, NJ. de Castro goes
to find two of his intimate friends, to
whom he relates the terrible event.
He conf1des to them to arrange with
Mr.. Garrett the conditions OF q meet
ing to take place that same day, with
any weapon whatever, but without
truce or mercy; in fact, the conditions
Of a mortal combat.
The latter refused to tight, saying
he could not fight a friend whom he
had so fearfully outraged. But he
handed them a letter, stating that he
should leave for Madrid that same
evening; that on his way to the rail
road he would pass through such and
such streets, and that he should eX-
pose himself to the fire of his enemy
without returning it, too happy to lay
down his life in expiatiOn OF his Of
tense. But NJ. de Castro will not COM
NIT a murder, and delivers himself
into the hands of the CommissaEy
General, to whom he relates the facts,
He was arrested and lodged in Jail,
where he awaits the decision Of the
judge.
Mr.. Garrett has gone TO France, anu
intends, they say, to retire to a Trap
pist monastery.
Madame de Castro was buried on
the 18th of May.