Weekly Chillicothe crisis., 1884-10-30
A SCARBOROUGH SCANDAL.

The season at Scarborough was at
its height. The hotels were crowded,
and innkeepers and tradesmen were
doing n roaring trade. Not only were
there the usual holiday-makcrs, York
shire manufacturers, sprIgs ofnobility,
Overworked city men, with their wives
and superabundant families, but the
cholera had sent over a goodly con-
tingcnt of foreign nobillties with high.
sounding names, and of more or less
distinguished appearance. There were
French marquises and counts, German
barons, and an Italian duke; there was
a Russian prince, and there were doz-
ems of wealthy Hebrews of every ma
tionality, "rivaling the sun in oriental
splendor," Many of these personages
were accompanied by their wives and
daughters, and most of them were eX-
ceedingly allable in their demeanor,
joining in whatever amusements the
place afforded, and dancing away at
the periodical assemblies with an en-
ergy which, if somewhat misdirected,
was obviously well meant. The Miss
Mungos, from Bradford, and the Miss
Shoddys, of Halifax, grew quite sated
with the adulation of foreign noble
men, and if it had not been for the ad-
vent of the brilliant and fascinating
Count Spltzentoif at the Regalia hotel
there is no knowing but their aflec-
tions might have returned to the some
what deserted Toms, Dicks, and Harrys
of their native country. But before
the counts superior attractions all
minor consultations waned into insig-
nifcance. He was young, apparently
about two or three and thirty; he had
lovely teeth and magnificent black
hair, he was evidently possessed of un-
told wealth, wore little jewelry, and
drove an admirable male phi acton and
pair of horses. With one consent,
therefore, the maidens of Scarborough
fell down and worshiped him.
The count was accessible, and speed
lily made vast number Of aCquaint-
anccs. He was universally popular;
the women all liked him, and the men,
though not a little jealous of his sue
cess, were forced to confess that he
drove very well, and played a remark
ably good game of billiards. He spoke
moderately good English, with a
strong foreign accent, and conversed
nuently in French with anyone who
had sufficiently mastered the intrica.
cies of that language. There were, OF
course, certain envious persons at
Scarborough who limited broadly that
the fascinating count was no count al
all, but an individual in very much
humber station of life. The Baron
Won Stufguzz, for instance, insinuated
that he had met him before in u gam
bling hell in Vienna, and that his duties
there were of character both menia'
and disreputable, while the Marqui;
dc Tombola Ferrara said he was a
courier: but, as neither of these gen
tlemen adduced any evidence in sup
port of their assertions, they were
pretty universally disbelieved. More
over, as both the baron and the mar
quis-and, for the matter of that, quite
half of the most eminent personages
in the hotel-had very good reasons
for wishing that their own antecedent!
and pretentions should not be toe
closely investigated, they were content
as q rule, to act upon the excellen
proverb which regulates the conduc
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the count increased in favor with al
his acquaintance, and became quit,
leader of the social society. Jus
when he was at the zenith of his popu
larity, there arrived at tho Regali,
hotel an American gentleman, ac
companied by two young ladies. Tn,
party attracted no little interest. Th,
American was n spare, dried-up look
ing man Of so or thereabouts; he ha,
an abrupt, decisive manner, and h
gave his orders with an air of one &C
customed to be obeyed with prompt
ness and precision. His name, accord
ing to the visitors book, was Juliu
X. Dexter, and he had scarcely retire,
to his private sitting room before h
was recognized by the hotel gossips a
one of the largest and most successful
spectators in Wall street. There wa
no doubt at all about Mr.. Dexter
millions; men looked upon him wit
awe and admiration, while need
scions Of nobility hung upon his lips
eager for the slightest Indication Q
the course of the markets. The tw
young ladies rather puzzled the CON
pany at the Regalia hotel. Mr.. Dexte
was known to be childless, and he ha
simply entered his name in the visitors
book as Julius X. Dexter and party
New York" One of the girls was al
parently very delicate; she alway
went to the Spa in bath-chair, closel