MELBOURNE SCANDAL.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume III, Issue 420, 18 October 1876, Page 2

MELBOURNE SCANDAL.

The Gippsland Mercury publishes the following additional particulars of the social scandal which has been recently referred to :—Melbourne society is agitated at the present time by a scandal of a most portentous character. It is thought it will yet come before the law courts, but as every effort is being made to stifle the matter and to settle it, I doubt if the public will ever be made acquainted with the full particulars and the names. A wicked little bird has, however, given me certain information which I will impart to the public on his authority. There is in Melbourne a merchant who, if not “ soft,” is at least in the “ soft goods ’’ line, and a great man at that. This gentleman has a wife, a dashing lady, whois well known upon the block for her “ style.” Well, there happens to be a “ gallant gay Lothario ” (pardon my being so extremely hackneyed) in the Civil Service, who is one of a “ very amorous complexion,” as the old writers have it. Now, this gentleman is a great man amongst the female members of the upper ten. He is to be seen at all places where a little “ flunkey” business is to be done. It is not likely that two stars of this kind would revolve in the same orbit for any length of time without coming into contact. Nor did they. They met, “’twas in a crowd,” at some up-country railway gathering, where the gentleman was doing the grand. After their return to Melbourne they met on the block, and the friendship soon became intimacy. There is a certain library in town which is resorted to by fashionable folks, and here the pair made an appointment to meet daily, after which they took a lover’s walk. Presently their constant attendance at the shop became noticed, and it was mentioned to the excellent and estimable citizen who keeps it, that it would be better if he put an end to what was becoming too notorious. He at once told the Lothario that it would be better if he were to choose another trysting place. The gentleman informed the lady of the shopkeeper’s remarks, whereupon she very foolishly kicked up a rumpus, and told her husband that she had been insulted. The husband, good man, never suspecting anything, went to the shopkeeper and remonstrated. He was told all that had been noticed, but declared he did not see anything wrong in it. So far, so well. Some time since, the husband bought tickets for himself, his wife, and another lady, to attend a certain concert, which was to be held in the city. When the hour camo for going however, the wife declared she was indisposed, and her husband and the other lady went by themselves. The concert proved to be excessively crowded, and the husband’s companion became ill in consequence. He, therefore, determined to leave when the interval came, and went off by the early train. When he arrived at home it was in darkness, so himself and the lady went in quietly. They were surprised to find that the door of a particular room was locked, and on trying the handle, the husband was horrified to hear his wife say, “ Good God, who is that ?’’ and a male voice reply, I don’t know. Instantly he remembered what the shopkeeper had told him, and what he had so persistently refused to believe, that he was at once seized with the green-eyed monster, and rushed to the French window outside, but he found it was also locked. Seizing a hoe or some other garden implement he smashed in the window, and jumped in, but was only in time to see Lothario running away out of the door. He at once started in pur-

suit, and soon the streets of the fashionable suburb where he lives echoed with the cry of “ Stop thief.” Several pass rs by joined in the pursuit, which for a time was very warm. Lothario, acting on the maxim. “Now, good legs, run," made the pace very hot, but in an unguarded moment ran full tilt into the arms of two yokels. But his mother wit helped him out of the difficulty. “ Good heaven, said he to his captors, “ don't hold me, or I'll lose sight of the vil.iin. See, there he goes," pointing toan innocent pedestrian who was hastening to join in the fray. I he men, thinking they had caught a pursuer instead of the pursued, let him go. and off went Lothario. Turning a corner he soon baffled the pursuers. The scene at the merchant’s villa need not be depicted. The matter rests thereat present, though a divorce is freely mooted, when we shall have some nice disclosures in high life.