dijous, 24 de juliol del 2014

Ora o Duque de Viseu, irmão da rainha, um nobre até á raiz dos cabelos, leviano e estouvado, pouco inte- ligente e a quem já um astrólogo em Castela (sempre coisas de Castela) profetisara um trono, era o homem naturalmente indicado para desempenhar esse papel e liquidar a política moderna que ventos nefastos traziam da Itália e da França. Levantar por rei o Duque, assim ficou resolvido em Santarém, numa reunião a que assis- tiram D. Fernando e D. Garcia de Menezes, bispo d'Evora, Fernão da Silveira, escrivão da puridade, D. Guterres Coutinho, D. Álvaro e D. Pedro d'Ataide, o Conde de Penamacor e seu irmão Pêro d'Albuquerque, alcaide-mór do Sabugal. Ficou ainda incluído no pro- grama, alem do assassinato do rei, o rapto da Exce- lente Senhora, para assim obrigar Castela a intervir em seu favor (frutificavam as lições del-rei...) e a su- pressão do Príncipe herdeiro, pela forma que a Oportunidade melhor aconselhasse.

O mais acérrimo instigador da conjura, D. Garcia 
de Menezes, tinha, apesar de eclesiástico, e por sua 
desdita, estreitas e amorosas relações com uma tal 
Maria Tinóca, a quem nada ocultava e cujo irmão, 
senhor das inconfidências episcopais, se resolveu por 
vingança ou por cubica, a contar tudo ao rei, pelo que 
recebeu, no convento de S. Francisco em Setúbal, da 
mão do soberano, «cinco mil cruzados em oiro e seissentos 
mil reis de renda em benefícios, logo nomeados». 
Como se vê, o sábio e prudente administrador dos seus 
reinos, não regateava nestas coisas. 

Passados tempos chega novo aviso^ mas agora tra- 
zido por um fidalgo, D. Vasco Coutinho, a quem o 
irmão, D. Guterre, no intuito de o atrair á causa revo- 
lucionária e por sabê-lo em desfavor no Paço, tudo re- 
velara. Mas este Senhor, ou para conquistar as alie- 
nadas simpatias régias, ou porque lhe repugnou a pre- 
meditada traição, fingiu aceitar o seu papel, mas foi 
pondo a par de tudo o liai confidente do soberano, 
Antão de Faria. 

D. João, segundo o seu costume, dissimulou, espe- 
rando pacientemente a hora própria para ferir o golpe. 
Mas prevenido, «andava muy a recato armado muy 
secretamente e sempre com espada e punho e acavalo 
e nunca em muUa». As tentativas de assassínio suce- 
diam-se umas ás outras, pondo ainda mais em relevo 
a coragem deste homem raro que sabendo-se rodeado 
de assassinos, conseguiu sempre manter- se no seu posto, 
sem que jamais o mínimo gesto revelasse o que lhe ia 
na alma. 

De uma vez, ao descer a escada que dava para os 
aposentos da rainha, procurou D. Pedro d'Ataíde
 lança-lo por terra, fingiudo para isso que tropeçara. Ao 
rei nada escapou, e voltando-se, poude ainda ver D. Guterre 
com a espada meio fora da bainha ; mas disse 
naturalmente : 

— Cuidado, não caias. 


Como noutra ocasião, se tivesse afastado da sua 
guarda (*) foi logo rodeado pelos conjurados que viran assi 
ser ocasião asada para liquidar a vitima ; mas o rei, 
encarando serenamente os assassinos, impossibilitou-os 
por um simples olhar, de dar sequer um passo. 

Por último, emfim, resolvido que o atentado se consumasse 
no regresso da corte de Alcácer, mais uma 
vez tudo se malogrou devido aos preciosos avisos de 
Vasco Coutinho. 

O Duque de Viseu, retirado em Palmela, escrevia 
aos conjurados, instigando-os a liquidarem rapidamente o 
caso, pois de contrário seria a perda irremediável.
 Mas o rei, cheio de reZão e sentindo-se cada vez mais
 ameaçado, é que julgou conveniente não protelar por mais 
tempo o desfecho da tragédia.
 Chamou o Duque a Setúbal, e numa sala do Palácio, 
guardadas discretamente 
as portas por Diogo d'Azambuja e mais dois cavaleiros, 
ficou a sós com êle. 
Que se passou então ? 
As narrativas que se referem ao ocorrido, 
são das mais desencontradas.
 Mas conhecido o temperamento sanguíneo e 
o caracter violento de D. João, devia a scena ter sido 
terrível. 

O Duque de Viseu, seu cunhado, ambicioso mesquinho e estúpido, nobre deslial a quem tudo perdoara, 
o homem que pertinaz e traiçoeiramente não pensava 
senão em roubar-lhe a vida «com ferro q peçonha» para 
lhe roubar a coroa, estava ali, deante do Rei, cujos 
olhos, raiados de sangue, fitavam a vitima com uma 
expressão de ódio irreparável. Poucas palavras deviam 
ter trocado. Houve luta ? Tudo leva a crer que sim ; 
mas, o Duque não poude resistir ao pulso desse hércules
 cuja força era conhecida em todo o reino. 

dimecres, 9 de juliol del 2014

Senhor Martins, the Capitao Mor, expressed great indignation when I told him how our carriers had behaved, and was, I am sure, perfectly sincere. He succeeded in making several of them restore the calico they had received as wages in advance before leaving Tete, and said that he would have some of them flogged if I liked ; but having succeeded in my object in spite of them, my resentment had cooled, and I begged him to do nothing further in the matter. One day Burnett and I went to breakfast with this most hospitable Lusitanian, who is a right good fellow, though bitterly opposed to the acquisition of any territory by the British in South-East Africa. It being Sunday, Senhor Martins thought it would be the correct thing to make the two luiglishmen drunk. He first plied us with wine, and then ordered a case of beer and several flasks of Hollands gin. Several of the inhabitants of Tete dropped in, and every one drank as much as he liked, and they all liked to drink a good deal. Although not a teetotaler, I am by habit a very abstemious man, and practically a total abstainer. I drank as little as possible, as did also Burnett, but for the honour of our country we were obliged to drink a good deal more than we wanted. About eleven o'clock a coloured gentleman who had formerly been the schoolmaster of Tete was carried home crying drunk, and soon afterwards our hospitable entertainer, who had lately lost his wife, got into a very lachrymose condition. We thought this a good opportunity to get away, but he then rallied and insisted upon going with us to the house we had hired, and here of course we had to do our best to return his hospitality.

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Presently, to our dismay, the schoolmaster again rolled up, now 
intensely polite, and constantly bowing and saying " Tank you." 
He was a weak-headed man, however, and soon again became 
melancholy, and at last fell backwards over the little parapet 
that surrounded our house, and a recumbent position just at 
that time suiting him better than any other, he lay where he 
fell until some friends presently removed him. Altogether, 
although no rain fell, this was a very wet Sunday, though I 
think the two Englishmen came very well through the ordeal. 

On 29th October we bade adieu to Tete, and in the after- 
noon passed the mouth of the Ruenya. Before leaving I called 
upon Senhor Alpuina, the Governor, but, as I have said before, 
was unable to see him. For this return journey down the 
Zambesi we hired a boat and crew from Senhor Anakulete 
Nuncs, who had boarded us during our stay in Tete. 

On 4th November we passed Sena, keeping, however, near 
to the opposite bank of the Zambesi to that on which the town 
is situated. Here were encamped a portion of the black levies 
with which Colonel Serpa Pinto soon afterwards attacked the 
Makololo beyond the river Ruo in a country which Consul 
Johnston had proclaimed to be British territory. 

Two days later we passed the mouth of the Shiri. Soon 
afterwards hfeavy rain began to fall, and a strong head wind 
lashed the river into waves that threatened to swamp our boat, 
so that on reaching Missongwi, where the Dutch East African 
trading company have a station, we took advantage of the 
hospitality of their agent, Mr. Van Yssom, and spent the rest 
of the day with him. 

On 7th November we reached Viccnti at about i P.M., 
where we found Mr. Baird in charge. This young Scotsman, 
who had been a fellow - passenger of ours on board the 
Courland, had shortly before our arrival been shamefully 
assaulted and ill-used by a Portuguese officer, backed by a 
rabble, for complaining of the theft of some of the African 
Lakes Company's property by black soldiers. Had there 
been a few Britishers about there would assuredly have been a 
row on the spot. It was very evident from many things that 
Mr. Baird told us that relations between the British and Portu- 
guese were now getting very strained in South-East Africa. 

 


 on the Quaqua, 
where wE were hospitably entertained 
by Mr. and Mrs. 
Henderson. Mr. Henderson was managing 
an opium plantation, 
which I think has since been abandoned. 

On 8th November wE started for Quillimani in two small 
boats belonging to the African Lakes Company, but as the 
river was very low, and the boats had to be continually pulled 
over shoals, our progress was very slow. 

Knowing that the steamer for Cape Town was due in 
Quillimani from Mozambique on  3th November, and that .she 
was advertised to leave on the 15th, wc dropped down to the 
anchorage on the 14th, and ran our boat alongside of the 
Courlaiid ; and although the Portuguese guard on the gangway 
made some demur, I went on board and deposited all my papers, 
diaries, and map with the purser, as I thought I Might have to 
undergo another inquisition at Quillimani. Then we went on 
.shore, but no one asked us any questions. That evening we 
spent very jjleasantly with Mr. and Mrs. Ross, and the next 
morning, after settling off with Rebecca and Rocky, went on 
board tlie Conrland again, and getting away with the afternoon's 
tide, reached Cape Town