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I 2 THE OGDEN STANDARD-EXAMINER SUNDAY MORNING, MARCH 26. 1922. I
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Pf'HlljlrPM J5P ' , Seventh Viscount H '
Downthe Secret A$- t . :l-M'UM
1 Passage the M ; ' '
Hall In the V M
David Falcke and His Wife, Who
H Posed as a Society Leader, Arriving
H at Marlborough Police Station Af-
Hi ter the Sensational Raid.
H I 'HE most historic homos in Loudon,
H I including stately old mansions of
B the nobility, with secret passages
H and underground chambers dating back to
B the romantic era when poniard and poison
Hj cup flourished with lovo and murder in
B circles of the gentry, to-day are being used
as secret gambling clubs by British society.
It Is a far cry from gallants in doublet.
B and hoso to the sleek croupier of 1922 and
H the modern Piccadilly "bounder," but the
H sudden police raid on the town house of
M Viscount Gahvay. one of Great Britain's
H moft distinguished peers, has turned back
R the pages of history two hundred years.
H For in this hoary mansion, outwardly so
respectable, agents from Scotland Yard
unearthed an amazing situation. Chopping
H down massive doors blackened and scarred
H by time, they discovered a secret corridor
paved with worn flagging and leading by a
H tortuous spiral staircase to a subterranean
H room, apparently a dungeon.
H But here, where swashbuckling Jacobites
H may have once plotted to place a Stuart
H! king on England s throne, was the com-
H plete equipment for a miniature Monte
H Carlo Roulette wheels ami baccarat
H1 tables in place of sword and dagpr; mm
H and women feverishly watchiDg the epin
B of a wheel Instead of nobles duelling bv
H candlelight; upstairs, in lieu of wandering
The Stately Bai
minstrels, a jazz band to
furnish the camouflage
of a private dance this
was the strange change
time had wrought.
The raid and Its re
markable revelation was
as much of a surprise
to the Viscount as it
was to the police.
George Edmund Mllnes
Monckton-Arundell. C. B.,
seventh Viscount of Gal
wry, former aide-de-camr
to Queen Victoria, had
owned his handsome
Mayfair home for years
without suspecting Its
mysterious annex. Going
to the Riviera for golf,
he hud authorized his
agents to lease the house
for six months.
A short time after
the new tenants moved
in- the police pot a tip
from an Oxford under
graduate, who confessed
to his shocked father,
one of Viscount Gal way's
best friends, that he. had
thrown away his monthly
allowance in a West Knd
gambling house catering
almost exclusively to
outhful customers, many
of them flappers of fif
teen That night two inspec
tors from Scotland Yard
lingered in the shadow
of the elm trees across
the street from 48, Port
land Place. In an area-
way not a pebble's toss away six bobbies
waited with nlghtslckfl and axes.
It was after midnight before the curb
stone cluster of taxlcabs, plus one or two
limousines and several snappy little rac
ing cars, told the detectives the time was
ripe. A silent plpnal to the bluecoats and.
bi fore any possible lookout could raise the
alarm, the raiders had dashed across the
street aud up the stone steps of Viscount
Gaiway's stately mansion.
Their progress waa barred by an iron
portcullis tougli meat for police axes.
Impatiently the chief Inspector rang a lonp
P"al on the doorbell and hammered at the
gate. Only silenco answered him until,
from the shuttered second story, suddenly
jingled the music of a jazz band. The next
moment the double door creaked open, re
vealing t he haughty face of a butler.
Sleuths and bobbies bowled him over.
Throueh a second door they sped, across
the polished elegance of the main recep
tion hall and up the grand staircase, with
Its golden balustrade, its step9 of Carrara
marble and the Grecian urns on aach
The scene that greeted them at the top
was Innocence itself. A dozen or more
couples pirouetted about the big ballroom
in the latest variation of the fox trot. In
one of the window seats, chatting ani
mated, ?at a cutle not many years out
of kindergarten and a lad whose chubby
cheeks and Eton collar proclaimed his age
or lack of it. Several "stags," none of
them far from the fawn age, loafed against
the wall, puffing precocious cigareit.
And. mincing toward the intruders from
the dlrecilon of the jazz orchestra, came
an older man. whose face wore an 'expres
sion of polile but disapproving inquiry
He was accompanied by a young woman
in dazzling evening costume. Dancing
master and chaperone they looked to a
For a moment the chief inspector was
nonplussed But he had been told to ex
pect camouflage of this sort, and a quick
glance when he first enterod had de
tected certain suspicious signs, not the
least of which was the air of forced non
chalance on the part of the "stags "
Over the dignified protests of the
"hosts" the raiders began a search.
Nothing in the ballroom but palpitating
flappers and their squires. Nothing in
the rooms opening out from it but the
fine old furniture, ancestral portraits, an
tiques and heirlooms of Viscount Galway
It was on one of the antiques that the
chief inspector's eye finally rested and
stopped a huge Chinese screen
Ml painted in goll and crimson dragons,
, y reaching from floor almost to tho
Jry coiling at one end of the ballroom.
prlsonment and Mrs. Brlsley was fined
.300 or two months' imprisonment.
But the sensation caused by the raid did
not stop there. Falcke, by shouldering all
responsibility for the gambling parapher
nalia, secured the release of his tich young
customers They were not even taken in
charge by the officers, but in a gust of
giggles, tears and anxtous predictions of
what the next day would bring motored
off into tho night Since then young
Oxford and flapper Mayfair have been
in a flurry of fear as gossip brought first
one name and then another to parental
Meantime the raid set many wheels in
motion Falcke was declared at his trial
to be conducting not less than six such
gambling houses in the West End; the
prosecution charged him with being a
member of an International syndicate that
financed these gilded dens and, where reck
less young bloods did not patronize them,
catered particularly to wealthy Americnn
tourists lured thither from as far away as
Paris and Rome. In case after case, it was
asserted, the vacant home of a peer had
been leased, a number of them having the
same sort of secret passages and cham
bera as Viscount Gaiway's
Kvcn now Scotland Yard is said to be
planning a series of raids which may un
earth, in the halls where the Jacobites
once toasted blithely the divine right of
kings, feverish groups of men and
vomen panting over roulette and -
baccarat, while above them a blind I
is furnished by the blare and bea' If
of Jazz. I
'or the second time the inspector stepped
behind it and examined the dark cozy
corner it concealed. And for the first
time, hidden behind a branching palm, he
saw a door of black mahogany.
"The key'" demanded the inspector.
"That room Is ouo Viscount Galway left
locked, we haven't the key," he was told.
"Axes, men," was the inspector's an
swer to this.
In a few seconds, under the splintering
crash of the axes in the hands of the Blx
tardy bobbiea, Viscount Gaiway's fine
mahognnj door was in ruins. Beyond
btretched blackness not a room at all.
but a narrow passageway of atone flags
that echoed hollowly under iho heels of
the officers, just as it may have echoed
two hundred years before to the boots of
A second door, massive as the first, fell
beneath tho axes and revealed a spiral
staircase winding downward at the very
back of tho house. Inspectors and bob
bies wero not halfway In the descent
when tho roar of a motor outsido an
nounced that tho birds had flown They
had to content themselves with the nest.
And a gilded nest they found it.
Tho 6ecret staircase they discovered
ended in a subterrauean chamber which,
so old was the house, might have been
built as a refuge for Royalist plotters in
the early eighteenth century. Of the many
changes the ancient mansion experienced
in years of repairing and rebuilding, none
was stranger Chan the ono that came to
it when Viscount Galway decided to go
pleasuring to the Riviera
Baccarat tables, roulette wheels, poker
chip3, shoes, rakes, decks of cards, ivory
counters all the paraphernalia of a gam
bling establishment as complete, on a minor
scale, as the Deauville Casino offers
were scattered about tho room One table
was overturned. Chips were on the floor
where they had fallen. Several bottles
of champagne, a smashed wine glass and
a girl's silver slippor at the foot of tho
staircase testified to the hasty departure
of the players.
Besides the exit by tho secret staircase,
a trapdoor in the floor of the chamber
gave onto still another subterraneean cor
ridor leading to the old-fashioned coach
house in the back yard. If any oue had
caped that wa to a waiting automobile, N ji , ' "
They arrested "host" and "hostess." The 7 "'Zmr Jk I jb ' ."' -JowMiSrt&K
former, David Falcke, was identified as 'tu SttmtL.
"one of the most in v.f crate gam-ters and V .-'J&Stti f 'HH r" - ' y&Kfc,
gaming house keepers in Loudon." Tho TwBBwIr v BBK& ' ".
hitter. Mrs Marjory Beryl Brisley. fash- v jrf ' ' v'-lftiT ' jfrSN
ionably gov. ifd and beautiful, had leased jSKjfis; . v fjay"
agents by po.-ing as a society leader. S'ss. jsi ' N 'r"1
Falcke was .sentenced to six months' im- to-- I