The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1865-06-23
AN ARlSTOCRATIC EXPOSURE.
A Son Of the Late Duke of Newcastle
I'm the Divorce Court.

The case of Clinton vs. Clinton in the
London Divorce Court occupies a large
share of the attention of the British press,
and lively correspondence on the subject
has been going on in the London Post.
The suit is instituted by Lady CLIFTON
against her husband, Lord Thomas Clin-
ton, second son of the late Duke of New
castle, on the ground of adultery.
This scion of noble race enjoyed the
double privilege of having his domestic
affairs publicly canvassed in the Divorce
Court at the same time that en- attempt
was being made to settle his pecuniary
affairs in the Court of Bankruptcy. Lord
Clinton does not appear to be satisfied with
the proceedings of either tribunal, both of
them having meted ont but little mercy to
the aristocratic suitor, and he has now APP
pealed to the press with bot little better
result.
In reply to previous communication of
Lord Clinton, the solicitors of Lady Olin-
ton send to the Morning Post few choice
extracts from the correspondence of the
noble Lord with the lady whose character
he now asperses. Here is one choice
specimen of lordly billing and cooling:
CLUMBER, SUNDAY.
My Own DEAREST PET, OF ALL DEAR PETS
MY TRULY LOVING DEAREST PET:-I received
both your dear little letters quite safe, and
thousand kisses to you, my own dearest life,
for them. How delighted it makes me to
think that my poor dear little pet is all well.
Keep up your spirits, my own true love, and
and then how delightful it will be to see my
loving dear well and fiourishing when she runs
into my arms at our happy reunion. My
thoughts of you, my dearest life. Is the only
thing which is able to keep up my spirits in
this melancholy place.
After much more in the same strain,
and describing his sitting up at night with
his dying father, he continues:
What dear, economical little pet you are,
having f12 remaining now. l will tell Mad
anne Rue, to send you the money in the letter to.
wards the end of this week And now. my
dearest dearest, darling pet. indeed do think
of you when / am sitting up in that wretched
room of death. You are my guardian angel
the dearest PETITE thought of whom deter
mines me to make the best of the present evil,
with the hope of future pleasure and reward
for filial duty. Bless, bless you again and
again, my own, my truly loving little dear.
Well might the world go round If all were like
yoa.
The letter ends:
Believe me for ever your truly loving and
devotedly attached husband,
THOMAS p. CLINTON.
Nothing c0arser than rose leaves should
be used for the setting of this tender
romance.
But the memorable lawyers follow it up
with. this miserably prosaic continuation.
In March. 1853, Lord Thomas had to leave
London to avoid his creditors. He first
went to Worthing, and afterwards to Arun-
del, Bognor and Brighton. During this
time his wife supplied him with money,
through the assistance of friends and by
selling her own jewelry. She continued
to reside in London, to look after hi:
affairs but, from time to time, went to
him for day or two at Reigate, Red Hill
and Horsham. What he then thought O
her he shows in the following letter, from
Worthing, written the day after he lef
London:
My OwN SWEET, DEAR LITTLE PEr:-I ar
| rived here quite safe yesterday evening, ant
went to the Marine Hotel, where the peopl
| were very civil and obliging. ! got good te
| and went to bed, and got up this morning abou
our usual time, and after breakfast bought
pad book, pens and paper, and then looked on
for q lodging. found one close to the hotel
| O very good sitting-r room, and bedroom at th
back, at one pound q week, which took. an
| where am now writing. then took wal
ABOUT two miles along the seashore and bach
and then sat down on seat on the parade
who should come and sit on the same Seat bu
Mr.. and Mrs. Enraght You may fancy b
surprise at seeing me. ! walked about wit
| him for uoar,v two houra Poor doar man h