The Daily times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1886-1889, 1888-08-12
HanSoncab'
By FERGVs W, HUME

you are enjoying the cool bre'eZeS ana delight
full freshness OF the country, here am |, with
numerous other poor devils, cooped up If
this hot and dusty city. How wish | were
with you in the land of Goshen, by the roll
ing waters of the Murray. where everything
is bright, and green, and unsophisticated-
tho two latter terms are almost identical-in-
stead Of which my view is bounded by bricks
and mortar, and the muddy waters Of the
Yarra have to do duty for your noble river
! suppose you still hold the secret which 10
sauna Moore intrusted you with-ahl you
sec / know her name, and whyf-simply be-
cause, with tho natural curiosity Of the hu-
man race, | have been trying to find out who
murdered Oliver Whyte, and as The Argus
very cleverly pointed out Kosanna Moore as
likely TO be q, the bottom of the whole affair,
have been learning her past history. The
secret Of Whyte's death, and the reason for
1t, is known to you, but you refuse, even IL
the interests Of justice, to reveal it--why, /
don't know, ~. 'ge all have our little faults,
and from an amiabe, though mistaken,
sense of-shall say dutyl-you refuse TO de-
liver I'D the man whose cowardly crime 50
nearly cost you your lfei
"After your departure from Melbourne
every one said, The hanson cab tragedy Is
at an end, and tie murderer will never be
discovered ventured TO disagree with the
wiseacres who made such a remark, and
asked myself, VINO was this woman who died
ut Mother GuttersnipesP Receiving no salts
factOry answer from myself, determined to
tind out, and took steps accordingly. In tho
first place | learned from Roger loreland,
who, if you remember, was witness against
Won at the trial, that Whyte and ROsanna
Moore had come out 10 Sidney in the John
Elder about year ago as Mr.. and Mrs.
WHITE. | need hardly say that they did not
think il needful 70 60 through the formality
of marriage as such tie might have been
found announcement on some future occasion
Moreland knew nothing about Rosanna
Moore, and advised me TO give up the search,
as, coming from a city like London, it would
DO difficult 20 find any one who knew her
there. Notwithstanding this, telegraphed
home 10 friend Of mine, who Is bit OF an
amateur detective: Find ont the name and
all about the woman who left England IN the
John Elder on the 2lst day of August, IS, as
the wife of Oliver Whyte' Mirabilc dictu,
he found out all about her, and knowing, as
you do, what a maestrOm Of humanity Lon
don is, You must admit my friend was clever.
1t appears, however, that the task | set him
to do was easier than he expected, for the 50
called Mrs. Whyte was rather notorious
individual IN her own way She was bur
les1ue actress nj the FrvOlity theatre in Lon
don, and, being a very handsome woman, had
been photographed innumerabletimes Con
sequenty when she very foolisLly went with
Whyte to choose a berth on board the boat,
she was recognized by the clerk in the Office
as Rosanna Moore, better known as Musettc
of the Frivolity Why she ran away with
Whyte cannot tell you. With reference 70
men understanding women, ] refer you TO
Balzac's remark anent the same. Perhaps Mu
sette got weary of st. Johns Wood and cham
payne suppers and longed for the purer air Of
her native land. All! you open your eyes at this
latter statement-yOu are Surprised-nO on
second thoughts you are not because she told
you herself that she was native Of Sydney, !
and had gone home in 1853, after a trium-
phant career of acting in Melbourne. And
why did she leave the applauding Melbourne
public and the flesh pots of Egypt. You |
know this also She ran away with q rich /
young squatter, with more money than !
morals, who happened TO be in Melbourne at |
the time She seems to have had a weakness F,
for running away But why she chose |
Whyte 10 go with this time puzzles me. lie !
was not rich, not particularly good looking, |
had no position, and bad temper. How do !
know all these traits Of Mr.. Whyte's char |
acter, morally and socially. Easily enough |
my omniscient friend found them all out. /
Mr.. Oliver Whyte was the son of London 1
tailor, and his father, being well off, retired /
into private life, and ultimately went the I
way of all flesh. His sOrf finding himself /.
with a capital income and pretty taste for !
amusement, cut the shOpof his late lamented /
parent, found out that his family had como !
over with the Conqueror- Granville de /
Whyte helped to sew the Bayeux tapestry, /
suppose-and graduated at the Frivolty ,
theatre as a masher. In common with the .
other gilded youth Of the day, he worshiped /
at the gas lit shrine of Musette. and the god !
dess pleased with his incense, left her other |
admirers in the lurch, and ran away with for
tunate Mr.. Whytc As far as this goes there is |
nothing to show why the murder was com
mitted. Men do not perpetratc crimes for
the sake of light o loves like Musette. unless
indeed some wretched youth embe2Zlcs money
to buy his divinity jewelry The career Of
Musette in London was simply that of a
clever member of the domi-mOndo. and. as
far as | can learn, no one was so much in
love with her as 10 commit crime for her
sake. So far, SO good; the motive Of the
crime must be found in Australia. Whvto
had spent nearly all his money in ENGLAND.
and consequently Musette and her lover ar
rived in Sydney with comparatively little
cash. However, with an Epicuroan Ike
philosophy they enjoyed themselves on what
little they had, and then came TO Melbourne.
where they stayed at q second rate hotel.
Musette, may tell You, had one special vice.
common one-drink she lQSed champagne.
and drank good deal of it, Consequently.
on arriving in Melbourne, aud finding that a |
new generation had arisen which knew not
Joseph mean Musette-sbe drowned her
sorrow in the flowing bowl, and went out
after quarrel with Mr. Whyte to view Mel
bourne by nightr-a familiar aspect to her, no |
doubt. What took her TO Little Bourke street
don't know. Perhaps she got lost; perhaps
1t had been favorite walk Of hers in the old |
days; at all events she was found dead drunk
In hat uus,tyorv Loco l,tx ~, SoI ID 1