In the Dead of Night.

Manawatu Herald, Volume III, Issue III, 19 May 1891, Page 2

In the Dead of Night.

» A most estimable couple reside in an establishment in Foxton that has an open porch to the street. It is imposing and convenient, not only to those occupying the property, but also to stray dogs and tramps. Owing to this architectural design in the building much inconvenience, but luckily no personal injury, was sustained by the householder, one night last week. In the wee hours of the night his better half nudged the householder and asserted her honest belief, that burglars were trying to enter the premises. The night was frosty and, to keep in comfortable quarters, the man maligned his neighbours by calmly asserting that it was only Mr So and So's horse rubbing himself against the door post. This, however, availed him little, as out he had to go or not another wink of sleep should he have all night. Up the poor fellow jumped clad in the scantiest of attire, and rushed to the front door, assured that it was a horse and nothing more. Open swung the door, and with a yell and a jump, out he flew, nearly pitching a sumersault over something coiled up on the door mat. Naturally irritated and desiring exercise, the night being cold, and dressed as he was, he knew the prostrate one must be a dog, so kick,, kick, went his feet at the object, with a " get up out of that," further kicks, when all of a sudden a voice thick with sleep and drink demanded " what the he was up to now ? " The dog turned out to be a man, and the man (who was committing the assault) turned into the house, and closed the door after him, not so much that he was cold, but that he was not dressed to receive company. The disturbed wayfarer again coiled himself up and slept the sleep of the just till morn, which was what we hoped the householder was also able to do.