The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1873-06-06
Bend isa the Arr.
THE MYSTERIOUS C0RpSES.


that beautiful city was thrown into ;
state ofgreat excitement by the sui
den arrival Of a Transatlantic guest
who did not come by steamer, bu
through the mir. Son,e fishermen
who were living In IL little vii age twt
"lcgues" from Lisbon were urs,,ius
their pi>ntorial occupation early il
the morning. when they saw a sight
which nr,de them shiver. From the
west there cane. carried by the NOR
ming breeze. fiMting through the mir !,
huge body. The S Iper.titimS fisher
men thought it was the Flying
DutchMan" or some other superlat-
ural thing. SO they fled to the a,ore.
The balloon. for such it WAS. came
nearer and nearer the shore, dipping
it's anchor in the waves. On the shore
the anchor caught hold. and sone
courageous men from the village, who
at last dared TO approach it, fastened
and secured the balloon. in which they
found two dead bodies, that Of u
young, lovely woman. and of Il mulatto
man. The head Of this mulatto was
penetrated with revolver balls, and his
right shoulder was torn into pieces, as
II something had glawed the flesh off
II. The young wollan was lying 0a
the bottom OF the car with open
mouth aud glIaStly openedeyes.
The Coroner WAS summoned. and
all inquest held. On the mulattO there
was nothing found which could tend
to explain the mystery. But the pock-
ct Of the youiIg lady contained so,ne
letters. written in the Spanish lan-
guage. and at her side, on the bottom
OF the cur. was found u book--a sort Of
a diary. The letters We're addressed
to Sign)ra Angelina Rysworth, Gale
de bulvar, Caracas. BY these letters,
it was shown that the balloon had
crossed tile Atlantic Ocean, as Caracas
In a city in the Republic Of Venezuela,
South America.
But the diary contained yet more in-
formation. which tllrewa glaring light
over the whole mystery.
The diary commenced three years
ago. 1t gives in brief notes graphic
sketch Of love and jealousy. The
maiden name Of the young woman was
Angelina Merida. She had manv all
mirers, hut did not love any Of them.
One the young men who was most
desperately in love with her was a
mnlatto. Daniel FignOla. The diary
gives a detailed account Of his pas
sionate and ilnpetNou' wooing. She !
did not love him--liay. she hated
and despi>ed him. lnfilrated BY her
resistance to hi. wishes. he determined
that she should be his by any lneaus.
Once when she went tochurch she was
suddenly lifted up and thrown into a
coach which rapidly drove away. But
her loud cries for help were heard by
All EnglisllmAn named Rysworth, who,
with two other men, rushed to her
assistance. stopped the coachby shoot
ing one Of the horses, and liberated
her from the tiendiSh mulatto.
Rysworth was an Engi'hman, ~ |
said before, and IN Mronaut. He made
u very good living ut Caracas. In 4
garden his balloon was listened to
heavy anchors, and let up and down
with passengers who wanted to look
down on mother elrth from ,li-tnce
of about five hundred yanls. Signora
Angelina describes him IN her diary
Is Il man of fine physique and rare
beauty. His hair and mu'tache were
)f the light blonde color which is so
much admired By the Spanish ladies.
She tell in love with him and he with
her. They were married. Now the
'age of the mulatto, Daniel Fignola,
tnew no bounds. He fOamed with
Jury and vowed revenge.
Time went on. .tysworth and his
wife lived happily together. Signora
Angelina uIed sometimes to go up Ia
he balloon with lady passengers.
One day, when she had just stepped
nto the car, and everything in readi-
less for an ascension. the muIatto,
luick aS lightning, pushed his way
through the crowd Of ladies surround
ny the balloon, jumped into the car
md cWt the rope. 1t was the work of
moment. The balloon assembled
apitlly, amid the shrieks of the un-
ortunate Angelina, and soon diSap-
,cared from tiesight OF the terrified and
hunder struck spectators among whom
Vas the aFpuaut, Mr.. RySworth, al
most frantic with grief. Alone in the
.ir with her cruel foe, what a terrible
ate for the poor Angeliual J.,
But she was u courageous woman. ,
When the black sCoundrel approached
Ter, she sllatched a revolver, which
vas always placed In u pocket of the
ar, and blew his brains ont.
But what now to do. Alone she was
alone III mid air. The Atlantic
)cean rolling its heavy waves a couple
Il thousand yards under her feet. No
me 10 help her; no ole to free her from
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