LLOYD'S LITTLE LARK.
A Boozed Bruiser, a Bottle, and a Boss Bobby. When a bruiser feels inclined .to go out on the bust, lie should bring Somebody along to 'look alter him. otherwise he may wako up and lind his carcase m the booby hatch. That was what happened lo a young man named John Lloyd at Ohiistchurch recently. Lloyd is heavy-weight pug champion of the Dominion, and he fancies himself pretty considerable m consequence, But he shouldn't wanto biff anybody out with a bottle when he is full of stagger juice, and is looking tor stoush. Lloyd works at Pyne and Co's, fooling round with wool, or something, and on Saturday a team from tbe establishment played the Farmer's Co-op. at willowscattering, and it was an occasion for beer and whisky and similar condiments. The result of the match didn't trouble Lloyd, but the swanky did, and he added to his day light dose when he paraded tbe streets at night. He had tbe excessively bad luck to drop across Sub-Inspector Jack Dwyer, who was talking to a friend at the Grain Agency building corner. The drinky boxer dug a bottle into Dwyer's neck by way of showing him that he was alive and fightable. Dwyer didn't take very much notice of this little bit of nlavfulness, but Lloyd commenced to jeer at him. He was then told to behave himself, . and he replied, "I will shoot you. in the b eye with it," at the same time advancing towardi the officer, who wasn't m uniform. Latter ' backed away about fifteen paces, and hit at the beer bottle with his stick. Lloyd then discarded his beloved beer, casting it m tli-e gutter, and made a rush at Dwyer. hitting him on the side of the face, following this up with a swinging blow on the mouth, cutting his lin and drawing the claret from his bu">-le. But that was all the mischief the ruffian did, as DWYER CLOSED WITH HIM and forced him to the ground. He ke-Dt him under owing to his superior weight until cabman Drury fetched his vehicle and other nolic'emen arrived on the scene. Of course a big crowd gathered, but it was sympathetic. Lloyd was dumped into the cab, which he proceeded to smash, doing damage to the extent of fifteen bob. Next morning it was found that, Lloyd had paid dear for his drunken-i freak, having fractured one of the small bones of his leg, rendering him unable to walk, and he had to be taken to the hospital for treatment. He turned up at Court on the Monday, however, with assistance, and pleaded guilty, being represented by Mr Cassidy. Counsel said Lloyd bore a high character, and evidence could be adduced to that effect. On the I present occasion he had mixed his drinks with deplorable results. He i didn't remember anything about the ! occurrence, and was sorry that the aiTair happened. He would take a prohibition order out against himself if the Bench thought fit. The Inspector said that the accus-, ed had apologised, and as he was unaware of his identity he didn't Avish to see him unduly punished. Magistrate Day said he would treat the case as one ol common assault. The officer wasn't m uniform otherwise I lovd would be liable to quod. He inflicted a fine of £2 and costs, and ordered the damage to the cab to be naid. This should teach the beery stousher a lesson.
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NZ Truth, Issue 138, 8 February 1908, Page 6
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581LLOYD'S LITTLE LARK. NZ Truth, Issue 138, 8 February 1908, Page 6
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