New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1874-07-24
THE WHITE LEAGUE CRIME
Robbery and Murder Of Manuel Nunez
Near Shreveport.
STATEMENT OF THE WIDOW

teen miles from Shreveport, copied from the
Shreveport Times Of the twelfth instant. In
the columns Of that paper the crime was
placed to the credit of the young men of the
neighborhood, who belong to the White
League, and therefore it fully justified their
actions. But for this coloring given to the
affair by the Times it might be presumed
that this WAS an ordinary robbery and mur.
der, such as are of frequent occurrence in
that part of the country, for the sole purpose
of illicit gain. That the crime was, in this in
stance, however. prompted by political feel
ing, the Times is ample authority.
The White Leaguers of Caddo have seen
fit to start into the political campaign with
the blood of this poor murdered Spaniard
on their hands. The story Of the crime
will 20 to every city in the land, and will
show reasonable human beings, Republicans
and Democrats, how fit such community
is for self.government; what it's tone Of
civilization; how worthy it is to be the re-
cipient Of government bounty, and to what
hospitable graves, with what bloody hands,
they welcome the poor immigrant from
abroad.
From the widow of the murdered man
Governor Kellogg has received the follow
ing letter, telling it's own story of the crime
with simple pathos that needs no comment:
NEW ORLEANS, July %, 1874.
Governor Kellogg:
KIND S1R-I write you this letter as
think il is INV duty as the widow Of Manuel
Nunez, VINO was killed at Caddo parish. As
no ore came to question me from Shreve-
port, think it is my duty to report it. or
call upon whom it may concern, as l have
been robbed and driven away from home.
l am with my children, sick; had my son
sick with the typhoid fever at the sare
time that my husband was killed.
found it strange that the Judge OF
| Shreveport did not do his duty to call at
nv house and find ont from me. l wrote
to him a..er my husband was killed, but
did not get any answer. stayed nine days
after in the same house. l saw the daily
| Southeastern Telegram paper Of Shreveport
on the thirteenth OF July, asking an opin-
| ion. 1 will write and let you know how it
| happened.
We left New Orleans on the last Of March,
on q visit to Shreveport. We fancied a
place at Caddo parish, belonging to Mr.. p.
! Willis, and we made it our home. We then
| thought to buy it, and my husband came
| to New Orleans to sell out our furniture
and make Caddo parish our home. He
came in June to New Orleans and got back
| on the third of July, landing at Mr.. James
| N. Boyton's wood landing, two miles from
| our home.
On the ninth day of July, at dark. gen
| tleman by the name OF S. Sayers came to
| the house to bid his cousin, Mrs. Stanley,
| good. bye; that he was going home TO Texas.
| He told his cousin, Mrs. Stanley, to tell my
| husband to get up and play the guitar; that
| he was going away the next day. So my
husband got out Of his bed and put on his
| slippers and went out on the front gallery.
| He had Just seated himself and began to
| tune his guitar when four men rode up on
| horseback and asked for q drink Of water.
Sayers brought a bucket and glass. One
| of the party asked who lived here. This same
Scott Sayers said: Stanley. Before he
could cav the other name one asked, is
there a man living here named Manuel
MY husband got up and said: Il am Man
uel' So one old man said: II am sorry;
we have got orders to visit your trunks
| that came on the steamer Texas. They
| have told US you have brought arms to arm
the negroes" My husband said: You are
welcome" So tLey made me bring two
trunks out. They saw what was in them,
| 60 he tod them the trunks were heavy for
me to be dragging them, because ! am il
q way that I can not lift heavy things.
| They told him, None of your French" He
| answered, "No, sir; am talking Spanish
to my wife, So they drew their cooked
| revoivers. Then my husband said: "Gen-
tlemen, what do you all mean? l am not
! guilty Of any crime; am not armed; you
| all asked to examine my trunks; l have
not refused; what do you all mean!'
So they tod him that they wanted
the key to the other. trunk. He
went in the room with them and
got the key. As he was going to open the
trunk one of them asked him, LET me open
it," he turned to give him the key. and
one took the key and the other shot him
| two times in the left breast, and another
blowed out the light. My husband ran ont
and fell in the back garden. l went out
and saw more than four men in the yard OF
the house. They went to him and they saw
him lay as if dead. They came back and
examined the trunks again. They took $3.50
| and his gun, all we had, and left me and
| my poor children in distress and destitute
until got on board of the steamer Texas,
| and came to my mothers house.
If this be put in the papers. the muir
derers will see am telling the truth before
God. After they had examined the trunk, |
said. "Gentlemen, you have coli-blooded
murdered my husband and robed me; show
me your orders, so l know who you
all are" They answered, II show no
order. Some day you might know who we
are" So they went off. Mrs. Stanley met
them at the gate and asked, ''Is the shoot
ing over 2" ''Yes, we have killed him.. So
after they went off l found my poor hus-
band dying in the garden. l begged for
help, but no one would come to me. / got
my boy to blow the horn, and Mr.. Lou
Sayers, brother to Scott, came up and
| asked what was the matter. Mrs. Stanley
said, "They have killed Mr.. Manuel" l
begged him for help, so he helped me to
carry him to bed. asked him if he ever
saw any of them. He said no. Ny hus-
band told us how they killed him innocent.
He died three hours afterward. / trust in
God and You that the gallows be the end OF
J the murderers and robbers of my husband
and all We had. Before we got on the boat
the neighbors examined my trunks to see
what mad left. They saw for themselves
| Excuse tie faults as am very near out
OF my head. Yours, ETC.,
| ROSA NUNEZ.
MY address is St. Peter street, No. 3l5,
at my mothers home.
The Temperature.
The thermometer at Louis Frigerio's, No.
80 Chartres street, on July 23 stood as
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