Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1888-09-23

Jus sue VI ttto 4tOucEs o2A1 Dlkall 4cnp1 va
his horse and fiinging the reins TO the
man, walks into his own room. There he
finds = lighted lamp, brandy and soda on
the table and packet of letters and news
papers BE flung his hat on the sofa and
opened the window snd door, 80 "a TO let
IN the cool breeze; then pouring himself
ont = glass Of brandy and coda he turned
mp the lamp and prepared to read his let
ters- The first be took up was from lady.
"AlWsyss she correspondent for me-" says
Isaac Disrseli, provided she does not
eross" Brisn's correspondent did not
cross, but notwithstanding this, after read
Ing half page of small talk and scandal
he flung the letter on the table with an i'm
patient ejaculation. The other letters were
principally business ones. but the last one
proved 70 be from Gallon, and Fitzgerald
opened il with o sensation Of pleasure.
Cation was a capital letter writer, and his
epistles had done much 10 cheer Fitzgerald
in the dismal period which succeeded his
acquistal Of Whyte's murder, and when he
wHs in danger Of getting into q morbid
state of mind, Brian, therefore, poured
himself out some more brandy and sods,
and, lying hack in bis chair, prepared to
enjoy himself
my dear Fitzgerald" wrote Cation, in
his peculiarly clear handwriting, which
was such an exception 10 the usual Grabbed
hieroglyphics Of his brethren of the bar,
while you are enjoying the cool breezss
and delightful freshness of the country,
here am /. with numerous other poor dew
ils, cooped up in this hot and dusty city.
How wish were with You in the land
of Goshen, by the rolling waters Of the
Murray, where everything Is bright, and
green, and NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. two latter
terms ara almost identical-instesd OF
which my view is bounded by bricks and
mortar, and the muddy waters OF the Var
IA have to do duty for your noble river.
I suppose you still hold the secret which
Rosanna Moore intrusted you with-ah!
you see / know her name, and Why
simply because, with the natural curiosity
Of the human race, have been trying to
find out who murdered Oliver Whyte, and
~ the Argus very cleverly pointed out
Rcsanna Moore as very likely to be at the
bottom of the whole affair, / have been
learning her past history. The secret OF
WHITES death, and the reason for il, ia
known TO you, but you refuse, even in the
interests of Justice, to reveal it-why, 1
don't know but we all have cur little
faults, and from an smiable, though mis-
taken sense of-shall / say duty?-you re-
fuse TO deliver up the man whose cowsrdly
crime so nearly cost you your life.
AFTER your departure from Melbourne
every one said, the hausom cab tragedy ia
1T an end, and the Murderer will never be
discovered. / venture ito disagree with
the wiseacres who made such q remark,
and asked myself, Who was this woman
Who died at Mother Guttersnipes? Re-
csiying no satisfactory answer from NY
self, determined to find ont, and took
steps accordingly. In the first place, L
learned from Roger Moreland, who, if you
remember, was a witness against you at
the trial. that Whyte and Roeanns Moore
had come ont to Sidney in the John
Elder about year ago "a Mr.. and Mrs.
Whyte. / need hardly say that they did not
think il needful to 20 through thu formal
ity of marriage, "a such tie might have
been found inconvsnient on some future
occasion. Moreland knew nothing about
Rosanns Moore, and advised me TO give
10 the search, as coming from a city like
London, il would be difficult to find any
oue who knew her there Notwithstand-
iug this / telegrsphed home to friend Of
mine, who is . bit of an amateur dectsc-
tive: Find out the name and all about the
woman who left England in the Jonn Elder
on the 21st day OF August 1S-, IS the wife
OF Oliver Whyte.' M,rabile dictu, he found
out all about her, and knowing "a you do
what = maelstrom Of humanity Lon
don is, you must admit my friend was
clever IL appears, however, that the task
set him to do was easier than he expect
ID, for the 80 called Mrs. Whyte was rather
a notorious individual in her own way.
She was burlesque actress st the FrivOll-
~ theatre in London, and, being very
handsome woman, had been photographed
innumerable times. Consequently when
she very foolishly went with Whyte TO
choose berth on board the boat, she was re-
.ogu,zsd by the clerk in the office HI Rosan-
na Moore, better known as Musette of the
Frivolity. Why she ran away With Whyte
/ cannot tell you. With reference to men
understanding women, / refer You to
Balzac's remark anent the same. Perhaps
Musette got weary of st. Johns Wood and
champagne suppers, and iopgsd for the
pnrer air of her native land. All! you
open your eyes at this latter statement
your are surprised-no, on second thoughts
Won are not; because she told You herself
that she was Il native OF Sydney, and had
gone home in 1853, after triumphant Ca
reer of acting in Melbourne. And why
did she leave the spplsuding Melbourne
public and the flesh pots of Egypt? You
know thus also. She ran away with rich
Young squatter, with more money than
morals, who happened to be in
Melbourne at the time. She
seems to have had a weakness
for running away. But why she chose
whyte to 90 with this time puzzles me.
He was not rich, not particularly good
looking, had no position and bad tenn
per How do l know all these traits OF
Mr. Whyte's character, morally and so
cially? Easily enough; my omniseient
friend found them all out. Mr.. Oliver
Whyte was the son of London tailor, and
his father, being we'll of, retired into pri-
vate life, and ultimately went the way OF
allfl esh. His son, finding himself with a
capital income and pretty taste for
amusement, cut the shop OF his
lated lamented parent, found
ont that his family had come
over with the Conqueror-Glanville de
Whyte helped to sew the Bayeux tapestry,
! suppose-asd graduated at the Frivohty
theatre rs masber. In common with the
other gilded youth ofthe dsy, he worsbiped
st the gas lit shrine of Musstte and the
goddess, pleased with his incense, lett her
other admirers in the lurch, and ran away
with fortunate Dir. Whyte. As far as this
goes there il nothing to show why the
murder was committed. Men do not per-
petrste crimes for the sake of light o.
loves like Musette, unless indeed some
wretched youth embezzles money to buy
his divinity jswelry, The career Of
Musstts in London was simply that Of q
clever member OF the demi-monde, aud, a.
far as can learn, no one was 80 much in
love with her as to commit crime for her
sake. So far, 30 good; the motive Of the
crime must be found in Australia. Whyte
had spent nearly all his money in England,
"a consequently Muaaffa and hsr invar