A SENSATIONAL STORY.

, We give below another specimen of sensational news, quite in the American style, extracted from, the f f New Zealand Herald," (Auckland.) The clum- ' sines's of its construction Bnows strong proof, of its fictitious character, to sky nothing of the absurdity, of some of the 'supposed 1 incidents.' It is headed- — "Dead in the Air. — The Mysterious Corpses." '

Lisbon, July 18, ,1872. \ '' A couple of clays ago our beautiful' city was tin-own into a s"tate of exciiepment by the sudden arrival of a transAtlantic guest, who did not come by steamer, but ( through the, air. Some fishermen who were living in a little village two" leagues" frota 'Lisbon were pursuing their piscatorial occupations earlyin the morning, when they sa.wj a sight which made them shiver. From the west there came, carried by the morning breeze, floating through 1 the air, a huge body. The superstitious fishermen thought it was y the' " Flying Dutchman," or some other supernatuijal thing. — So they fled from the shore, i jjjae ' balloon, ' for' su6h.1t "was, came nearer and nearer -the shore, dropping its anchor in the waVes. On'the^hore the anchor caught hold, and/ some courageous men" from the village, who at last dared -'to) approach it, fastened and secured ,the balloon, in which they found two dead bodies. That of ja young, lovely woman, and of a mulatto man. ,The head of this , mulatto was.' penetrated with revolver balls,~and his right shoulder 1 was torn to" pieces, as jif somebody had gnawed the flesh ofV it, J The young woman ' was ' ' lying on the bottom of the car, with open.mouth "and ghastly opened eyes. ' ' The 'dorjdrier was 1 summoned, arid an t inquest , held. • On. ,the . mulatto ■ there was nothing found which could tend to explain the mystery. But the pocket . ot the young woman contained "some letters, written in Spanjsh^anguage ; and at Tier side, " on' the bottom of the dar, was found 1 a" book— a r soi'i of diary. The, letters were .addressed to-Signora Angelina Bysworth, Calle de Bolivar^ Caraca's? 1 By^thes^ letters it "was shown , that the ba]loonrhacl{ crossed the At-' lantic Ocean, as Caracas is a city in the] Rfepulilifc of Venezuela, South Americ^. But th^diary~co"ri^alne"d~yet inpreinfdrmatiori,' J whicH fJ tltifeW f a 'glaring light ', "over tile whole 'myktery. ! ' ! .The diary.- -commenced three years ago. It gives in brief' notes a graphic "stetch of love and jealousy. TJie maiden ,

love with her was a mulatto, Daniel Fignola.- • The* diary tells of his passionate and impetuous wooing. She did not love him — nay, fehe hated and despised him. Infuriated by her resistance to his wishes, he determined that she should be his by any means-. Once Mien she went to church, she was suddenly lifted up and thrown into a coach, which rapidly drove' away. But her loud cries for help were heard bjr an ■ Englishman named Rvswol-th, | Vfho, with two men, rushed to her assistance, Stopped the coach by shooting one of . the horses, and liberated her from |the fiendish mulatto. Rysworth was an Englishman, as I ■have said before, and ant aeronaut. He made a very good living at Caracas. ' In a great garden his balloon' was fastened to heavy anchors, and lefyujj and down with passengers who wanted to look down, on earth from a distance of about five hundred yards. Signora Angelina described him in her diary as a man of fine phisique and rare beauty. His hair and moustache were of the light blonde color, which is so much admired by the Spanish, ladies. ,, She fell in. love with Mm," and he with her. They were married, 3$Tow the rage of the^mitlatto, Paftiel Fignalo knew no bounds. He foamed with fury^ and vowed vengeance. Time went on. Rysworth ( and his wife lived happily together. ' Signora! Angelina ,used , sometimes, to go up, in the balloon with ladjr passengers. One day^ when she had just stepped into the car* and everything was in readiness for an ascension, the mulatto, quick as lightning, pushed , his,,, way , .through the crowd of ladies surrounding the balloon, jumped into the car and cut the rope. It was the woi;k of a, momtint The balloon .attended rapidly, amid the I shrieks of the unfortunate Angelina, i and soon disappeared from the sighfci of 1 the terrified and thunderstruck 4 spectators, among whom was the Wori'aui; Mi Rysworth, . almost frantic with grief. Alone in the air with, her cr.u^l foe, what a terrible fate for the pool 1 Angelina ! But she was a courageous' womau. When the black scoundrel approached her, slie snatched a revolver, which was always placed in a pocket in the' car, -and blew, his brains out. But nqw what to do % Alone was she — alone , in mid air. ' The Atlantic Ocean rolling its heavy waves a couple, of thousand yards under feet. No one to help, her \ no one to free her from this 'terrible and , most miserable position. Day .after day the balloon continued its voyage across the Atlantic ; day after day the doomed woman hoped to . see an end to her miseries, but npne came, ishe had nothing to eat, nothing to drink. When she had passed six days and nights without food, the hunger made her desperate ; she attacked the corpse' of the mulatto, and gnawed the flesh from the dead man's shoulder. But only for a few moments. T^he odor of the corpse was too terrible. \ ( Rather die human flesh:" she writes in her diary. This book was ker only solace ; she' knew that sue was going to die, but she, .wanted that her beloved husband should know her fate ; and that she died with only one thought -r-that of meeting him, her all, ,in Tieaven. This diary, written , between heaven and earth, is a masterpiece of female eloquence. The, corpses of the beauti= ful Angelina Rysworth and the brutal Daniel Fignolawere, yesterday, interred in the Church ,of Souhao. The murdered murderer occupies a grave along* side of his victim.