The Sun. — 1856-08-30 (London, England)

CICERUACCHIO'S MURDER: AUSTRIA'S DEFENCE AND II ER DEFENDER.  TO THE EDITOR OF THE SUET.  Sir,—S. Angeloni has requested me to translate the following letter. Will you kindly insert it in your columns! J. MERITON winrE.  28, Ashley-place, Aug. 29. Sir,—An article, furnished to the Gazetta Officials di Milano by M. Enrico Montazio, the London correspondent, concernin2 the fate of di Ciceruacchio, having been quoted by the English press, permit me to rJuto the statements mate by the above-mentioned gentleman. After a sneering allusion to the article in the Timrs on Garibaldi's letter, the coi.:cF-pondent alleges that Ciceruacchio and his children were not shot by the Austrians, but that they " were drowned while endeavouring to cross a stream in their flight from Rome. lie who assures me of this fact, says the correspondent, " is an °tam° galantuonto —a certain Guiseppe Angeloni—who, after the fall of Rome, came to London, married an Englishwoman, and now earns an honest livelihood as an hotel-keeper, which employment would be more profitable if his extreme good-nature did not make him the dupe of so many emigrants, who, abusing his kindness, feel themselves at his expense. I, sir, am the humble individual with whose family affairs M. Montazio thinks fit to trouble the public. I feel obliged by the respectful terms in which he mentions me, and am sorry to be obliged to repay thetn byasserting that his statements concerning the information given by me to him about Ciceruacchio are utterly false. I remember, about two months since, when dining at my table d'hote, M. Montazio questioned me concerning my poor friend. I replied that I supposed he was dead, my invariable supposition about all of our friends of whose fate we ara ignorant, and whom we know to be obnoxious to one or other Of the Italian Governments. Had I been in possession of any par'dculars, a table d'hots was not the place in which I should have revealed th.m, nor was M. Montazio the man I would have chosen as my confidant. But in this instance I was totally in the dark. When I parted from my friend in Rome, he accompanied Garibaldi in his retreat, and I embarked for England in a steamer off Civita Vecchia, the sth July, 1849. From that moment until General Garibaldi's letter appeared in the papers, I have waited anxiously for ;tidings, fearing the worst. Hence the " stream," the "crossings," and the " death by drowning," exist only in the inventive brain of the London correspondent of the Gazetta Officials di Milano. Perhaps if I had been in the habit of receiving Austrian money for communications fabricated for an Austrian official journal, I might have been in possession of Austrian secrets, and long since have given over hoping against hope that some future day might give me back my friend again. As it is, I am but a poor innkeeper ; but so far from complaining of the " mala fcde di molti entigrati," I am glad to see at my table those of my brothers exiled for the holy cause in which the noble Ciceruacchio and his sons, together with such myriads of our countrymen, have lived and died. I have written a letter to 'this effect to the Gazettes, though well aware that it has no chance of insertion. I ask you, sir, to give publicity to my statement-. It is due to General Garibaldi, who affirms, on the word and researches :of Colonel iSacehi, that those seven brave ones fell by Austrian bullets—that false assertions should not prevent the inquiries of honest men into this matter. And for myself, I should grieve that my brothers in exile, and my brothers in my native land, should deem me a traitor to the common cause.—l am, sir, with respect, yours, G.