Los Angeles herald., 1908-02-03

ing at the railroad station. Thousands
of spectators gaily attired. in common
with the bright decorations set out to
welcome the royal family, made an ami
mated scene.
All tine surrounding streets were
Sled with gay, light-hearted throngs
waiting 20 greet the king, and, though
guards were stationed all along the
route, no one had thought of the at
tempt which was to come. The people
were allowed to circulate as freely as
they pleased, and for short time so
great were the crowds the driver of the
carriage had difficulty in making a
start.
The entire court, ministers, ladies' in
waiting and many officers were in the
station when the train drawing the
royal family pulled in. The weather
was glorious, almost like summer, with
warm, soft breezes blowing In from
the ocean. The sun, whose rays were
uninterrupted by clouds, was almost
setting at the moment the royal party
arrived.
Among those in the throngs without
were tremendous numbers of the work.
ing classes, who, having completed
their laDors for the week, were saun-
tering through the streets chatting and
laughing and ready to welcome the
ling as an incident offering contrast
to the monotony of everyday exist
ence Others, enthusiastic members of
and sympathizers with various po-
litical factions and friends of political
leaders now under arrest, also had as
sembled there to see the king, who
came back to Lisbon at the end of
day which was marked by the sternest
of repressive measures.
In Open Carriage
1t was because of the beautiful
weather that an open carriage was In
waiting for the royal family, and when
they took their places they were greet
ed with some lifting of hats, but most
" in silence.
Then, as the carriage sharply turned
into the Rau de Arsenal, there was
cracking of guns and shower of bull
lets tore their war into the bodies or
the kline and CROW prince, and the lit
tie prince, who wed an easy target.
The assassins, numbering six in all,
boldly ran up to the sides of the car
riage and poured in a hail of lead be-
fore the stupefied escort could inter-
fere The king and crown prince, half
rising. lell back into the cushions, Inc
blood gushing from many wouncs. Inc
coachman brought his whip across the
tanks OF his horses and with bound
they dashed away. disappearing into
the arsenal quadrangle The panic
stricken people, who had fed on all
sides, could see the queen leaning over
the crown prince and her younger son,
who also was bleeding from wounds
made by thN assassins' bullets.
How many shots were fired no one
could say, but 1t was Verltaple Iusli-
l.de coulin,- from the right side of the
street The effort of the crown prince,
who was sitting opposite the king, to
rise was pitifui and without avail, for
he lust lifted himself sufficiently to
ritch forward and fail over the pros
irate body of his father
Queen Amelie, uttering scream
that could be heard by all who had not
become frenzied by the attack, threw
herself toward her sons, shielding their
bodies with her own. She frantically
struck at the murderers with bouquet
Of roses which she had been carrying,
but even in the face Of this the men
fired again and again.
Boy Shoots at Assasslns
AS he saw his father and his brother
fall Prince Manuel whipped out re-
volver and discharged 1T at the men,
but was himself struck on the right
arm by a bullet from carbine. A
footman IN the carriage also was
wounded and 1t was said that bullet
grazed the queens shoulder but did
not do her harm.
Only mounted police accompanied the
carriage, as the king had refused mill
itary escort. The attack came from
the rear, for it was found afterward
that the king had been shot in the
back of the neck. and it was so en-
tirely unexpected that the murderers
had emptied their carbines and revol-
vers almost before the police knew
what was going on, and had turned to
flee into the crowds that. now panic
stricken. had dropped back before their
weapons.
Then the guard charged them, pur-
suing them down the street and rid-
ding three of them with bullets. Hum
dreds of people Joined in the pursuit
and the others of the band of assassins
We're made prisoners.
The royal carriage had been by this
time driven into the quadrangle and
the gates of the arsenal were shut.
The grief of Queen Amelie and Prince
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