One of the .Madrid correspondents of the Morning Chronicle, who,
with his companion, Mr. Scott of the British Embassy at Madrid, was robbed on his road from that city to Paris, gives a graphic and lively account of his disaster, in u letter addressed to the Chronicle, dated from Saragossa on the 16th instant. His intended journey, it should be known, was no secret at Madrid. for some days before his departure ; but he received no molestation till he had advanced a con- siderable way on his route.
" Half an hour after leaving the post-house at Grajonijos, where we had been detained fa: some Cime in changing horses, I fell asieep in the rumble behind the carriage, when I was awoke by Mr. S. calling out, ' Prepare the pistols! there is a rubber.' I immediately drew them from the holster, and cocked one. lie again called out, ' There is another upon your left!' At this moment, the first robber ordered up his euballeria : when two men on horseback appeared out of the brushwood. Mr. S. then cried out, Don't fire—there are too many !' I immediately replaced the pistols, and on turning round, I perceived the second robber with his musket presented at my head. Resistance was use- less, for we could form no idea of the number in the wood. In compliance with the leader's orders, we descended from the carriage, and seated ourselves upon the ground. Mr. S. offered him the keys : he refused, saying, in a loud voice. La bolsa.' Mr. S. went to the carriage for the bag; and very adroitly slipping his gold into time pocket, returned with the sack of dollars, which he delivered. The robber then dame round to roe, and demanded my money. I told him that all the money was in the bag ; and presented him my watch : he returned it, and again demanded money. I recollected that, by acci- dent, I had two piacettes ; I gave them to him immediately. He then desired us to be off; but Mr. S. was determined to try his generosity, and requested him to return us two dollars, to continue our journey. The second robber here inter- fered, and said one was enough :' but the first fellow thought otherwise, and save us two. u iii, n hit la we remised our places and pursued our way. I have little flotilla iii it the relrbers itietgineel the tack to be full of gold, and must have been sadly disappointed when they feund it to contain nothing but silver."
He then tells a story of another robbery, Which does not speak so well for the politeness of the successors of Gil Bias and Don Raphael.
" I met a gentleman at Bordeaux who had lately returned (rota a visit to Don Cabot in Biscay. Last year, whilst travelling in Navarre, he was not only robbed, but carried up into the mountains, where he was detained three days, and then dismissed without a real. Wilt., is singular upon this occasion is the context. Whilst on his late visit to the Pretender, Zumalacarreguy asked him if he would like to witness the execution of some robbers ? As a matter of curiosity, he attended ; and the first fellow brought out to suffer, was the very robber who had carried him away the year before. They recognized each other ; and the convict, who was about to meet his fate with perfect Militia- ence, begged his forgivenness, as some alleviation to the many crimes he had to answer for : it was of course granted, and they parted good friends upon the verge of eternity."
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