SLAMMED IN A DOORWAY

NZ Truth, Issue 1108, 24 February 1927, Page 5

SLAMMED IN A DOORWAY

Footpath Interlude Which Led To Fisticuffs

■ (From "N.Z. Truth's"',. Speci A triangle—whether ii be the has three component parts and, are sometimes difficult to fit into THE apex of the particular triangle that Fate tried to fit into a'certa'h doorway m Wellesley Street, Aucklahd, one night early this month was Joan Crimmins. V The two base angles were occupied by her husband, Harold John, a greengrocer m Great ; North Road,' arid Joseph Michael Brooks, a seaman, Contrary to all geometric principles, the two base angles met, with the resuit that one lost a tooth and the other.'s face has not looked the same gince" It all came about this way, to probe back"into, the past. The Crimminses'. five years of married life had been .decidedly crimped. They had lived apart on and off for most of r the time, and then, a few weeks ago Joan left Harold. On the night.that Fate triedvto play tricks with:.the eternal triangle that concerns this story, Harold, who suspected that his wife had more than one spare part to fill the third angle, paid a visit to, Luna Park, where Joan was selling tickets to thrill-seekers for the Chairoplane. She was not there, so he walked up town as far as Wellesley Street, thinking that he might see her passing m a Mount Eden .tram. It was not feelings of love that prompted his solicitude for' his wife's whereabouts. He. had a weather, eye open for a- witness for divorce proceedings. v m the DOORWAY' ' '- IN THE DOORWAY ' . ■■ , „ ,-, , • i -d 1 Ashe,passed the.Commercial Bank £S oooinJ that seemeTsti^geS Smiftar- Btiangely He sopped, stepped back, and there, .siiro Tniirfi were his wife and her ix-«-»T-And now Harold goes on to tell his ownltorTa? he° 'tofflt to ..Magistrate McKean m the Auckland Police Court, when both .Joseph and Harold were Charged witVfigbting with each other m Wellesley Street East- and with. Sw^e^fof wh^waS^elsed at £36 v «ol.' 11 j u»- at „«., l,or , "She pulled her coat j over her . head," said Harold, referring to tmYma^?*wheth!r knew^hsri this man .whether 'he ><"ew tji« ' rrtT™n^«mswi2now""' v :; phed: 'I am not your wife now „ "I said: 'This game is- no good/ and she told me .I, was not wanted there, I^said: 'As long as you are here I am staying.'" :, "My wife then nudged the man, who said: 'Oh, I have got a say; m the matter,' and with that he punched-me on the mouth, breaking my teeth." -; Here Harold raised his upper lip ' and revealed a gap where one of his front^no?ars should have been. °1! fell," HaSTent ori, "and either '-

al'Auckland Representative.) geometric or eternal variety— taken together, those three parts a given space. my foot or my elbow struck the window and broke it. Tlfe man then pounced on me as I was. getting up, so I threw him out into the street"— this with becoming modesty. "He got up and came at me again," said the injured husband. "I threw him again and he ran away up the street, leaving his hat and three boxes of chocolates on the floor. I went to look for a policeman and stated the matter to him. My wife ran away when I went through the window." BLOWS—AND BLOWS ... t Joe Brooks, who is a seaman on the Canadian Exporter, when he is at home to visitors,, disagreed with Harold's version of the fight. His story was all right up till he came to the first blow, Joe indicated, but from there on it was all wrong. ,Joe didn't strike the first blpw-Joe himself, vouched, for that—it was Harold who hit hihi on the fa,ce,-bruis-ing his eye and face, he told the Court. Lawyer McLiver seemed a little sceptical about a man's fist causing the damage that was still very evident on Joe's face. ' .'He.hinted that it might have been caUsed by Joe's too close acquaintance with the footpath when Harold threw him out of the doorway. ■ - • ' „r -,„„>,i:>/, j, !m wi 4-v, mv nnpn hand " sai * *™J\£™h^o indicate ttattoat rf he aia to Harold £or knocking him m the face and removing at least half a dozen patches of skin from his cheek and nose. Lawyer McLiver wouldn't believe him. Neither would v,.:,.!,,.!. TWToTranr. Magisti ate McKean. The S.M. didn't altogether swal-matter-at least that part relat- ;„„ ♦„" *u a *•„**. u nw J th* .^t^u order ed to pay the costs ' 1?a ' the magistrate said, but there wa^ worse to come. "They are each ordered to make restitution of £.10 95." Ancl ,so the Commercial Bank .will haye • window Haro]d a , Blt to theclentist, Joe a patchwork face, and both of them very light pockets for some tiriie to come. V ______________ ■-. -, "Accuse not Nature she hath Accuse not mature, sne nain done her part."—Milton. If you neglect ordinary precautions, you cannot blame Nature if you catch a cold,, . '.;■- , .■;_^^-k.^ ia»e no cnances, but always «c^ J handy a bottle 1 of Baxter s Lung Fieserver, Baxter's" is the favourite remedy Jor coughs, colds, influenza croup, bronchitis, and chest and lung affections. Rich, warming 'feobthing, and a splendid tonip, top. Obtainable at chemists and stores Generous-sized bottle. 2s. 6d.* .-■! '>•■■.-