BROADLEY PASHA IN DISGRACE.

ANOTHER LONDON SCANDAL. Okk of the items of the social news of tho week, writes a London correspondent under date Jan. 3, is that the famous Broadloy Pasha has " gone under." He has enjoyed for throe or four year last past very exceptional position in the London world. Not only had he the influence naturally belonging to one who, rightly or wrongly, was courted as the de facto director of the World newspaper, but ho had the faculty of attaching himself to and " running" whomsoever was the most amusing or useful person of the hour. He ran Augustus Harris when he came forward as the resurrection-man of Italian opera ; he ran Colonel North, the Nitrate King; lastly, he ran Boulanger. He used likewise to run all the summer outdoor exhibitions. He had carte blanche at every fashionable restaurant to give what entertainments ho fancied, free, gratis, for nothing. He was en evidence at every public festival and fete. He knew everyone in London, and all paid equal court to him. The moat famous singers would perform at his parties for nothing. Beauties made love to him, politicians supplied him with information, city magnates gave him "tips ;" and now tho end has come. Overvaulting ambition led him to desire that his portrait should appear in Vanity Pair—and a splendid likeness it was Leslie, Ward's chef-d'eeuvre probably. The unlucky portrait excited the ire of the Prince of Wales, who is just now in a very stern and unbending mood. The Prince, from his Indian travels, knew exactly what Broadley's " record" was in India. His Royal Highness caused a remonstrance to be conveyed to the editor of Vanity Fair, taking tho ground that the Vanity Fair portrait gallery was one in which his own portrait and that of his relations had frequently appeared. The editor gave himself away completely. He published a most abject apology, addressed to all whose portraits had ever appeared in the paper, for having given them such a stable companion. He excused his own action on the ground of ignorance, and in plain language hinted where the blot on Broadley's escutcheon was to be looked for. This provoked Edmund Yates to action. For some months past he had been nervous about his own attitude in giving qyor so much of the control of the paper to Broadley, and from time to time he bad evoked the laughter of his friends by a solemn announcement that he and no one else was the editor, and that nothing could appear without his consent, and warning people not to send their communications to anyone else meaning Broadley. On Sunday last Broadley left England for the Continont, and on Tuesday the World came out with a etartlingly italicised announcement that Mr. A, M. Broadley had resigned his position on the World, and would have no, further connection with the paper. Half-an-hour after publication a lady said to me, " Would you find out for me when tho auction takes place atGairoCottage(Broadley's beautiful home)? I have seen so many pretty things there I thought I should like to have if they were to be picked up cheap." Such are the ways of the world. Whilst his fair guest was lolling in his divans, sipping his coffee, and listening to the singing of his artist friends, she was longing for the crash to come so that she might pick up something cheap at tho inevitable auction ! Some years ago Mr. Broadley was an Indian Civil servant, and one day he bolted from India to avoid an unpleasant scandal. He went to Tunis, where, on the strength of j his call to the English Bar, he was admitted to practice in the Consular Court, and there ho made a fair fortune. Being abnormally clever and a perfect Arabic scholar, he was selected by Mr. Wilfrid Blunt to defend Arabi Pasha. He worked at the case with a will, and before many weeks were over he managed to make Lord Dufferin'understand that unless his client was let off with a nominal punishment, he could and would smash some very sacred reputations. Lord Dufferin was pleased with the notion that he was duping his adversary, and to that end determined that lie would make him, for the time being, the idol of Cairo society. Stern Indian warriors, who knew all about the "bolt" from Hindostan, didn't like meeting tho man ; but the genial and wouldbe astute Irishman over-persuaded them. Broadley accepted the venal flatteries which were offered him, bub stood true as steel to his client ; and in the end forced tho com promise by which Arabi and his companions were sent as pensioners to Colombo, and the London and Paris Jews were baulked of their arch-enemy's blood. Then Broadley came to London, having laid the foundations of many a friendship, winch afterwards stood him in good stead here. He rapidly made for himself the unique position which has been already described. It was impossible to perceive any diminution in its glories, until the end came on a sudden. An Indian official was once asked why steps were nob taken to compel Broadley's return to India, with a view to his answering the matters charged against him. The reply was to the effect that it was extremely useful to have such a charge hanging over the head of the virtual director of tho greatest society paper. It. way a guarantee that no scandalous or unpleasant matter touching persons in high places would over bo admitted. Should anything of the kind be admitted, the official blandly added, steps would instantly be taken for Broadley's relegation to India. In the days when Edmund Yates was active in the writing of his paper, little digs used constantly to be inserted about the Princes—some of them really venomous. rf Since Broadley has had the make-up" of the paper in his hands such allusions have been like unto the praises of Allah in a Mohammedan poem. The Indian official, in the course of the conversation above alluded to, remarked that they (meaning the Government) only wished that they had a similar charge hanging over the head of every other "society editor.''