Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1892-11-28
HIs SAD FAREWELL.
A Condemned Mexican Editors Letter TO
His Sweetheart.
FLORETTE.


It will be remembered that a dispatch
from Monterey, Mexico, was recently
published, stating that A. c. Urango, a
Mexican editor well known on the Tex
as border, had been shot oy the author
tiles in Monterey for being implicated
in the so-caled Gsrze revolution. Uran-
60 was formerly editor Of La BrtSG, u
Svanish newspaper published in San
Antonio.
During his residence here, says a dis
patch from San Antonio TO the ST. Louis
Globe Democrat, he became acquainted
with Miss Carrie Millainueva, an edu-
Gated and pretty young lady, to whom
he became engaged. He went to Eagle
Pass some time ago, where he was run
ming a Spanish newspaper, and one day
about three months ago he had occa-
sion to cross the river to PtedraS Ne
gras, but had hardly put his foot on
Mexican when he was arrested and
soon conveyed to Monterey, where be
was placed in prison. The following
pathetic letter from him, written few
days before his execution, was received
to-day by Miss VillalnueVa:
NUMBERED u1EAst ANONOuOOl l.
Miss Carrie VilLdtnueUG:
Dearest and last friend of my lonely
and broken heart: l was anxiously
awaiting your answer in order to have
courage and tell you what an awful
fate awaits me sooh. If you love me
this letter will be fatal blow to your
tender heart. Forgive me for the last
time and listen 10 what sad notice l
am to glue you; take courage and hear.
My household and friends are all mourn
ing on account of my terrible fate. My
mother and sister cry day and night. l
am lost forever, Carrie.
My hand trembles; can scarcely
write this letter. Excvse me, darling.
This black-bordered paper will explain
to you at first sight my serious circum-
stances. Carrie, my lost pet, my be-
loved one even to thu last day Of my
life, listen to me and pity me. The
night before last was taken from my
prison room by ten soldiers and two Of
ficers with their arms. did not know
where l was being taken until the
guards stopped in front of the military
government palace. They pushed me
into dark room, where the general
command OF the military IONA was sta
toned.
The general arose and asked Of me:
''Are you a. G. Urango?" II am" I
replied. "Well," said he, "I'n sorry to
notify you that having been proved to
be one of the Cara revolutionists by
the testimony of the authorities Of the
frontier, and also having been accused
of being the Assassination of Mexican
citizens during the Cara trouble, you
will be shot to death by superior orders.
Now, you can go to your prison room
and wait for the confirmation Of your
sentence by the Supreme Court Of the
City Of Mexico"
1 was afraid to ask any questions
whatever, and, therefore, 1 was taken
back TO my prison. where l was placed
in solitary confinement. l am not al
lowed to talk to anyone. and everything
l do is examined by the commanding
officer. Even this letter is to be trans
lated into Spanish and examined by the
prison officer; that is why don't write
to you as l used to. believe hell is a
far better place than Mexico. Poor
Carrie, I am confident you will shed
some tears at my fate, and swear /
am innocent of all those awful crimes
Of which I am 50 enormously accused.
/ never did know Cara personally,
much less did / ever kill anyone; but
the general says did, and cannot
contradict him; so, my little one, you
see when / was waiting for my liberty,
which was promised / should be given
about October 81. now listen to my
sentence Of death.
Remember, once told you was
cursed by God; / was right. There Is
no hope for me, and before fifteen DAYS
I will leave the world, but ] will meet
my death with serenity and courage,
Tor am not guilty, God knows. II
you don't write no again. Ro0d-by for
ever; We will meet ii heaven. darling.
{ yQn write aoon your letter UIll real