The duke d'Aveiro was descended from the younger branch of the family of

Mascarenhas, which, though one of the most ancient houses in Portugal,

was not one of the most noble, and he certainly had no claim to the

distinguished rank he afterwards held, which he owed entirely to his

uncle, brother Gaspard, a mere Portugueze gentleman; he himself being

incapable of pushing his fortune, or aspiring to favour through his

personal merit. His figure was greatly against him, for he was short,

and far from handsome; add to this, he was ignorant, obstinate, deranged

in his fortune, and capable of every crime; meanly servile towards

Carvalho, whom he secretly detested; and so proudly vain of his birth,

as openly to declare, that his family, being descended from _George_

(_the natural son of John the IId, surnamed the Great_) _he was but one

degree removed from the crown_.

Stung to the quick at being no longer treated with the same distinction

as during the reign of John the Vth, he formed the terrible design of

assassinating his successor; and his pride giving way to his resentment,

he indiscriminately attached himself to every one who had, or who

thought he had, reason to complain of the court; particularly to the

Jesuits, and the family of Tavora. To the former he had always testified

the greatest aversion during the administration of his uncle, brother

Gaspard, but he now sought their society, frequently visiting them, and

receiving them night and day in his own apartments. After some little

time, he judged them worthy of his confidence, and revealed his shocking

design to father Malagrida. The Jesuit having succeeded in bringing

about a reconciliation between the duke and the Tavoras, who had long

resented his having deprived them of several domains formerly belonging

to their family, prevailed upon him to open his heart to the old

marchioness de Tavora, whose confessor he was. The duke the more readily

consented to this plan as he knew the implacable hatred borne by the

marchioness to the king, and his minister, who had refused her

solicitations in favour of her husband, for whom she wished to procure

the title of duke. This lady was in every respect widely different from

her brother-in law, the duke d'Aveiro. Nature had bestowed on her the

most striking beauty, the most imposing carriage, and the most seductive

graces. She was endowed with a genius capable of conceiving the most

extensive plans, with judgment to ripen, and talents to execute them.

The strength of her body fitted her to support the greatest fatigue, the

temper of her mind to brave the greatest dangers, whilst the firmness of

her character made her disdain to submit to the king or to his minister.

Nature had also planted in her bosom the shoots of the noblest

passions--passions, alas! which, as they are well or ill directed, form

the greatest men, or the most atrocious villains.

Mistress of immense riches, her liberal spirit induced her to bestow

them freely; whilst her superior judgment taught her to set bounds to

her generosity. Thus endowed with qualities both of body and mind, so

infinitely above those of the duke d'Aveiro, the marchioness soon became

the life and soul of the conspiracy, which she conducted with the most

wonderful skill and address. Her principal accomplices were chosen from

the members of her own family, but her insinuating manners gained her

several partizans, not only in the highest, but even in the lowest ranks

of the people. Her conduct, in the mean time, was of a very

extraordinary nature, since she never endeavoured to conceal from the

prime minister the hatred she bore him, nor failed speaking of him

openly, in terms of the greatest contempt. The sovereign himself was not

treated with more indulgence; he became the subject of the most poignant

satire, and the bitterest sarcasms; whilst the queen and princesses were

the constant objects of her ridicule.

Inspired by the most diabolical sentiments, she put on the mask of

religion to effect her purpose, and by her feigned devotion deceived

the most clear-sighted. Whilst her thoughts were employed in forming

plans of the blackest treason, she frequented the churches, made one in

the different processions, went on pilgrimages, and practised all the

external forms of religion with the greatest ostentation. Her confessor,

father Malagrida, was an Italian Jesuit, sent by the general of the

society on a mission to Portugal. Zealous, eloquent, and enthusiastic,

he presently became the most fashionable spiritual director: people of

every description made choice of him for their confessor: he was

regarded as a saint, and consulted as an oracle.

More than two hundred and fifty persons of consequence were concerned in

this conspiracy, and nothing now seemed wanting but to fix the day for

putting their design into execution.

The hearts of kings are not invulnerable; their passions are frequently

strong, and their means of satisfying them easier than those of other

men; this facility ought, in fact, to put them on their guard, and teach

them to curb the violence of their inclinations, since their elevated

rank, and the crowd by which they are constantly surrounded, make it

impossible that their actions should long remain concealed. Joseph the

1st made frequent visits to the young marchioness of Tavora; these gave

rise to suspicions of an affair of gallantry being carried on between

them, which, whether just or unjust, served as a plausible pretext for

attempting his life. On the 3d of September, his majesty visited the

marchioness, and remained with her, contrary to custom, till eleven

o'clock at night. We dare not investigate the reasons of this visit

being so unusually prolonged, lest it should implicate other persons in

this horrid transaction, without diminishing the enormous guilt of the

regicides. The king was on that night attended by only one domestic, who

went with him in his calash, drawn by two mules, and driven by a

postilion. The conspirators, perfectly well acquainted with the road he

would take in returning to Belem, placed themselves in the most

convenient spots for the execution of their dreadful project. To secure

their success, they divided into different parties; the first of which

let the carriage pass quietly on, till it arrived in the midst of the

assassins, who consisted of a hundred and fifty persons. Some of these

immediately fired, and the pannels of the calash were shivered to

pieces by balls of different sizes: the king received several wounds;

whilst his valet de chambre, whose name was _Taxera_, with a degree of

courage, and a sublime devotion to his master, worthy of the greatest

encomium, prevailed on the king to sink to the bottom of the carriage,

and seating himself upon him, screened his sovereign from the impending

danger. The postilion (called _Castodio da Costo_) at the same moment,

with the greatest presence of mind and intrepidity, whipping his mules

with violence, gallopped forwards, and in the midst of continual firing,

forced them down a steep precipice, and dashing over wide fields, and

through bye roads, reached Belem in safety.[42] The king, on alighting

from his carriage, wrapped himself in a large cloak, belonging to one of

the guards, and sent immediately for Carvalho, for whom he waited with

such impatience that he remained at the gate of the palace, without

suffering his wounds to be dressed, and without either breathing a

complaint, of expressing the smallest signs of apprehension. The prime

minister hastened to attend his sovereign, and listened to all that had

passed without change of countenance. He then entreated the king to keep

the affair secret, and gave orders to the valet de chambre and guards to

be equally silent; thus prudently deciding on concealing for some time

the punishment awaiting the regicides, with as much art as they had

employed in forming so treasonable and bloody a design; for it must be

allowed that no conspiracy was ever kept more secret, or was so near

being successful; but the attempt being once made, and by so

considerable a number of persons, it was scarcely possible the original

authors of the plot could long remain concealed.

Notwithstanding all the above-mentioned precautions, a report was

presently circulated throughout Lisbon, that the king had been

assassinated. Crowds of people assembled before the palace, and eagerly

demanded to see his majesty, who immediately complied with their

request, and declared aloud, that the hurts he had received were

occasioned by being overturned in his calash. He afterwards engaged the

nobles more particularly attached to his person, and who had eagerly

flown to attend him, to leave no means untried to remove every

suspicion from the minds of the public, of an attempt having been made

against his life.

The duke d'Aveiro, who had been the first to propose pursuing the

assassins at the head of the horse guards on duty that night at the

palace, seemed unwilling to consent to the plan of secrecy adopted by

the king: but Carvalho, who began to entertain some suspicions of his

being concerned in the conspiracy, was not the dupe of his zeal: he

therefore pretended to entrust him with some particular secrets, whilst

he insisted upon his entering into the views, and complying with the

injunctions of his majesty.

Difficult as it appears to keep secret an affair of this nature, it,

however, never transpired; and the king, even before his wounds were

closed, appeared in public, and took his usual exercise. The

conspirators also put on a calm appearance, and began to believe all

danger over. One man only amongst the number, named Polycarpe, who was a

domestic in the Tavora family, mistrusted such mysterious inactivity on

the part of government, and taking alarm, quitted the kingdom.

Every thing now appeared quiet; the public mind was re-assured; the

conspirators thought themselves in safety, and the attempt on the king's

life seemed forgotten. Carvalho, however, had been constantly and

secretly employed in diving to the bottom of this dreadful transaction:

the principal contrivers of it were already known to him, when, by the

effect of the most extraordinary chance, he became acquainted with the

whole of their accomplices.

The conspirators, once relieved from all apprehensions of discovery,

without the smallest compunction for the enormity of their crime, turned

their thoughts towards a second attempt, and the means of making it a

successful one. The spot chosen for their private meetings, was a garden

belonging to Tavora, which also served as a place of rendezvous to a

foreign servant, who carried on a clandestine correspondence with a

woman in the house: she, one night, failing in her appointment, her

lover concealed himself in the garden, near the very spot where the

conspirators held their assembly. Not one word which passed escaped the

ears of the attentive listener, who, by that means, became acquainted

not only with every particular relative to the first attempt, but with

the plan laid for the execution of the second. This man, no sooner

contrived to quit the garden, than he flew to the prime minister, and

related with the utmost precision every thing which had passed.

Carvalho instantly perceived the imminent danger to which he was

exposed; and having now the most convincing proofs, of what before he

only suspected, nothing remained to be done but to deliver up the

criminals to the severity of the law: he, however, still continued to

dissemble; and the duke d'Aveiro, either from his own apprehensions, or

by the advice of his friends, having asked leave of absence for three

months, it was immediately granted, and that in the most obliging and

flattering manner. The marquis de Tavora was at the same time appointed

to a commandery, which he had solicited during several years.

Favours thus repeatedly conferred on the principal conspirators,

completely put an end to the apprehensions of their friends, relations,

and accomplices. The public was likewise deceived; every thing which had

passed was buried in oblivion; and nothing was talked of but the

intended marriage between the daughter of Carvalho, and the comte de

Sampayo, with the entertainments which would naturally take place on so

brilliant an alliance. The king himself signed the contract of marriage,

promised to defray the expences of the wedding, and invited all the

grandees of the kingdom to be present on the occasion.

The duke d'Aveiro no sooner received this intelligence, than he left the

country, and repaired with all possible haste to Lisbon; where every

thing around him wore the face of joy and pleasure; but on the very day

when the court and city were busily employed in preparing for two balls,

the one at the prime minister's at Belem, and the other in Lisbon, at

the _long room_;[43] intelligence was brought that troops, composed both

of horse and foot, had unexpectedly entered the city, and that great

numbers of persons of all ranks and descriptions had been taken into

custody.

Never was there a transition so sudden from the greatest joy to the

deepest sorrow; never were wedding garments so shortly changed to

mourning habits; never were criminals so speedily brought to trial, nor

sentences so quickly executed. Scarcely ten days had elapsed since their

first imprisonment, before the duke d'Aveiro was drawn and quartered;

the marquis de Tavora, his wife, his two sons, and his son-in-law, the

count d'Atouguia, beheaded, and four other persons of inferior rank

burnt alive.

Dreadful as is the spectacle of punishments, so repugnant to the

feelings of humanity; let us, however, take a view of the fatal spot,

where the minister, far from listening to the impulse of compassion, but

too frequently injurious to the interests of both king and state,

delivered up to the hand of the executioner the noble and ignoble, whose

blood was suffered to flow indiscriminately in the same channel.

The duke d'Aveiro, on approaching the scaffold, shewed every symptom of

the most abject fear, and by his cowardice lost that interest in the

hearts of the spectators, which a contrary conduct, even in the greatest

criminals, never fails to inspire; whilst the old marchioness of Tavora

was all herself, never losing sight of the character by which she had

constantly been distinguished, and preserving to the last moment of her

existence an heroic firmness, and an unalterable presence of mind.

The sentence which condemned her to death having been read to her, she

ordered her breakfast as usual, and seated herself at her toilette,

where she dressed herself in her accustomed manner. Her confessor having

hinted that her moments ought to be otherwise employed, she calmly

answered, _that there was time enough for every thing_. She afterwards

breakfasted with her female attendants, and conversed without the

smallest emotion. On arriving at the foot of the scaffold, she refused

all assistance, and addressing herself in a loud voice to those who had

offered it, _I am very well able to mount it by myself; for I have not

been put to the torture like the others_. She accordingly went up with a

firm step, but on reaching the platform of the scaffold, her constancy

was put to the most cruel proof; for meeting her husband, the marquis de

Tavora, he reproached her in the bitterest terms for having caused the

destruction of her family. Looking towards him with a serene

countenance, she only replied, _Well, then! bear your misfortunes as I

do, and do not reproach me with them_. The executioner coming towards

her, she bound her eyes herself, begged him to dispatch his business

quickly, spoke a very few words to her confessor, and with her

handkerchief gave the fatal signal.

The second son of a woman, whose greatness of mind makes her criminality

the more severely to be regretted, displayed a degree of courage equal

to that of his mother: he was only nineteen years of age, but his youth

did not exempt him from the torture. The severest torments, however,

lost their effect; not a groan, not an avowal of any kind escaped him;

till at last the executioner hoping that filial affection might draw

from him a confession, which the most excruciating tortures could not

extort, brought his father to him, who exhorted him in the most pathetic

terms not thus uselessly to prolong his sufferings, since not only he

himself, but all the accomplices had made an ample confession. Scarcely

could the marquis finish his discourse, before he was interrupted by his

son, who briefly answered, _Father, it was you who gave me life, and you

are at liberty to deprive me of it_.

The sword of justice hung some time longer suspended over the three

Jesuits, Malagrida, Alexander, and Matos, who had been taken up as

_instigators and principal chiefs of the conspiracy._[44] Their

execution was daily expected; but unfortunately the common modes of

justice had not been allowed to take their course, and to the

astonishment of all the world, it was not till some years after their

imprisonment, that Gabriel Malagrida was alone condemned by an

extraordinary court of justice, to be burned alive, (the 21st September,

1761) and then not as a conspirator and regicide, but as a heretic and

impostor.[45]

Carvalho, now made count d'Oeyras, had not, however, waited the

execution of Malagrida, to banish the Jesuits from Portugal.[46] That a

religious order, which causes disturbances in the state, and enters into

conspiracies, deserves banishment, and even capital punishment, no one

will pretend to deny; but, on the other hand, may it not be alledged

that the religious order which had rendered the most essential services

to the state, and indeed to Christian countries in general, by

instructing youth, and civilizing colonies, might better have been

reformed, than entirely destroyed.

A conspiracy, which had been preceded by a revolution in America,

attended by circumstances capable of overturning the mother country, and

which was followed by the expulsion of the Jesuits, ended at last in a

state of tranquillity, which it had cost too many sacrifices to obtain,

not to employ every possible means to ensure its duration: but

notwithstanding all the endeavours of the king and his minister, the

Spaniards and French were determined to disturb it.

A Spanish army, composed of forty thousand men, entered Portugal in

1762; their progress, however, through that country was but very short;

and by the assistance of the English, and the count de la Lippe, to whom

the former had given the command of the Portugueze troops,[47] an

honourable peace was signed on the 10th of February in the following

year: after which their quiet was only disturbed by some hostilities in

America, which terminated very much in the same manner as the former

ones, without the powers of Europe being engaged in the quarrel. The

count d'Oeyras, afterwards created marquis de Pombal, never lost sight,

even in the midst of all his difficulties, of his original plan of

reforms and ameliorations. The greatest obstacles he had to encounter

proceeded from Brazil, and the town of Oporto, from the inhabitants of

which he had but little reason to expect opposition, since the measure

to which they so strongly objected was shortly followed by an increase

of their wine trade, which became twice as considerable as before.

Portugal being much more fruitful in vines than in corn, the king

published an edict in 1765, commanding all the vines in the environs of

the Tagus, Mondego and Vecha, to be rooted up, and the land sown with

wheat.

The vineyards in the neighbourhood of Lisbon, Oeyras, and some other

places, were, however, suffered to remain. By a former edict, of the

month of October, 1761, twenty-two thousand writers or clerks employed

in the different tribunals were reduced to only thirty-two persons. The

minister, by a salutary law, which took place on the 25th of May, 1773,

_for ever_ abolished the odious distinction formerly existing in

Portugal, between the _old_ and _new_ christians. The latter, composed

of converted Jews and Moors, were always suspected of insincerity, and

regarded in the kingdom _as marked with infamy, and for ever separated

from the other Christians, and incapable of acting in any capacity,

either ecclesiastical or civil_. The progress of learning also was a

principal object in the marquis de Pombal's system of improvement: he

reformed the university of Coimbra; he converted on the 19th of May,

1766, the college occupied by the novices of the order of Jesus, and

which was esteemed one of the finest buildings in Lisbon, into a school

for the nobility: he likewise established other schools for children of

all descriptions; and published a plan of public education, which, if

properly followed, could not fail of restoring science and good morals

throughout the whole of Portugal. He left no means untried to wrest from

the hands of the English the different branches of commerce, of which

they were become exclusive possessors. He set just bounds to the

despotic authority of the holy office, which, by an edict of the 20th of

May, 1769, became merely a royal tribunal, invested with no other power

than what was transmitted to it by the sovereign, thus depriving it of

all its odious privileges and pretensions; such as the form of its

proceedings, and the absurd idea of uniting the authority of the pope

and bishops to that of the king; whilst at the same time, it

acknowledged no supreme chief but the pope alone. He patronised the

arts, and caused a statue of Joseph the Ist to be erected to him. It was

on the very day of its exhibition to the public eye, the day he justly

esteemed the happiest of his life, that he discovered it had been marked

for his destruction. The last melancholy satisfaction, in attending his

master's dying moments, together with the sixty millions of cruzadoes

found in the royal treasury after his decease, formed a sufficient proof

of the uprightness of his administration.

The reigning queen of Portugal, who was married in 1760, to her uncle,

don Pedro,[48] signalized her accession to the throne, by throwing open

the prison gates, and causing the proceedings against the criminals

concerned in the conspiracy of the 3d of September, 1758, to be revised;

after which the greater part were restored to their former rights;

though the examination which had taken place, rather confirmed their

guilt, than proved their innocence. Far different was the action

commenced against the marquis de Pombal, by the enemies of that able

minister; for the proceedings which _declared him criminal, and

deserving of condign punishment_, so evidently proved his innocence, and

the injustice of such a sentence, that he was suffered to die quietly in

his bed, at his country seat, whither he had some time retired, on the

5th of May, 1782.[49]

The health of the queen, on the demise of her husband, in 1786, was so

much deranged, that the prince of Brazil took into his own hands the

reins of government. This enlightened and prudent prince has neglected

nothing to promote the national industry; he has encouraged literature,

made commerce flourish, and even sometimes caused the Brazil gold to

circulate again from England to Portugal. He has established so strict a

police in Lisbon, that it is impossible for an assassin or conspirator,

should such still exist, to escape the punishment due to his crimes. He

has augmented the land forces, and invited the most experienced foreign

officers to command them; and he has attended particularly to the navy,

for which he has been justly rewarded. Pacific, and faithful to his

allies, he has followed as exactly as possible the system of neutrality

traced by his mother, who has ever been at peace with her neighbours,

and never engaged in any of their wars, till she joined them in that

declared against France at the commencement of the revolution: since

which, the fate of Portugal has so entirely depended on that of Spain,

that the fall of the one must necessarily be succeeded by the

destruction of the other. How noble an instance of generosity then does

the conduct of England afford, thus to fly to the relief of a country,

which, though an ally, had so lately declared war against her?

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