DON JUAN'S EARLY MORNING ADVENTURE

NZ Truth, Issue 1192, 4 October 1928, Page 5

DON JUAN'S EARLY MORNING ADVENTURE

Peeping Tom Enters Wrong Room and Flees From W ratn

A Gay Usurper Runs Around Hamilton In Rain "En deshabille"

Kinzett, Seeing Lovers Kiss, Dared Mto Win Smiles of Ladye Fayre

SIX MONTHS' SENTENCE FOR .IMPUDENT INTRUSION

BUT as it happened, early and dark though the morning was, there was sqmebody ; about — a :■ Peeping Tom, whbi from the shelter of a doorway m the shadow of which he crouched, leered with eyes that floated on the girl. And as he watched the. girl

slip away from her lover's embraoe and enter the house there was born m the mind of Leonard Seymour Kinzett, the Peeping Tom, a determination to usurp the place of the lover, even though it meant 'following the girl into the house. Now to think with . Kinzett was to act. Though his actioris were more thoso of a madman than a normal being, this Peeping Tom knew exactly what he was doing and what, if luck— and the girl — smiled upon him, he intended to do. First of all Kinzett took off his military overcoat .and boots . and laid them carefully on the ground. He then ■ doffed the rest of his garments save one article of under-, wear, and, as a precaution against the development of cold feet, he kept his socks ori. Thus attired he began a slow advance on .the house of the girl and, treading carefully, managed to get inside without' disturbing the pants.On tip-toe he crept along the passage and paused m front of a closed door.. Was it the portal behind which he woijld find the girl or was it not? Anyway, Kinzett, the ; bold one, decided to take a chance that his guess was correct. He slowly turned the handle and entered the room.

"'. (From "N.Z. Truth's" Hamilton Representative.) Two o'clock on a Sunday morning m Hamilton. Not a sound disturbed the stillness bf the night save the light; double tread of the happy young lovers as they wended their way homeward from the joys of the jazz dance. At last the lovers reached the gateway of the girl's house. A Lt swi J\/P^ round, and then, with a deep sigh, their lips met m a goodnight k^s. What if that osculatory farewell was somewhat protracted? There was no one about to see them. At least, so thought the canoodling couple.

But as the Scots bard, Bobby Burns, has told us: "The best laid schemes of mice and men gang aft agly." And so lt was m Kinzett's case. He had walked into the bedroom of the girl's parents. The old lady, evidently, is one of those who sleep with one eye open, for. barely had the intruder entered the room than the girl's mother was awake. Without any preliminary inquiries she let the whole household know that something was wrong and she screamed. Kinzett had had sufficient and he bolted as hard as he could. Meanwhile the screaming of the old ijunmiitiiiniinuiiniininminmimiiiiimmiiimmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

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Klnzett did not quite know what to do about it, but one thing was certainhe dared not go back for his clothes. All he could do was to keep moving —whither he knew not where, and possibly cared less. • But the all -enshrouding mantle of night, though it served him well m shielding his semi-nUdity from the eyes of a scoffing world, would soon be dispelled by the grey light of dawn. Kinzett pondered on this imminent certainty and he began to shiver, not only from cold, but also from fear of what would happen when the heralds of day should denounce him. By this time all ardor for the young lady on whom he had endeavored to 'I' : ' ' iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!iiiii!iiiitiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiniiHiiiiiiiiiini;iniiiiiii

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J.'eP.. at the Hamilton Court when Kinzett was charged with being a rogue and vagabond and also with being on premises without lawful excuse. Several hours had elapsed since his shivering turn on the river bank, and Kinzett had recovered all his old sang-froid and assurance. A solidly-built man, he looks what he was said to be, "a bit of a pug." He was supposed to have figured m the ring m various parts of New Zealand, and to have had at least a. couple of victories to his credit— one at Greymouth and another, at Whangarei. This may or may not be so. Whatever his boxing victories may be Kinzett' certainly took the K.O. when it came to throwing down the gage of battle to romance. What the police had to say about him when he appeared m court' was far from complimentary. . ' Senior- sergeant Sweeney described him as a man who was out of work and the type who "wandered about the country doing nothing but making a nuisance of himself."

The bench did not take long to decide the punishment for this reckless Don Juan. "Six months' imprisonment" was the edict, but if it was intended to give Kinzett a shock the pronouncement was a failure. y He received his sentence with a broad grin and seemed to regard the whole affair as a great joke. But for some considerable time to come Kinzett will have cause to realize that the role of Peeping Tom and aggressive Knight Errant, while the hall mark of the dashing gallant a hundred years or more ago, is not popular these days. So m gaol we will leave him to his reflections. niiuHitiiuiHiiiuiiii iiiiiuiiiiiiimmiii'iHiiiiiiiiiHiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiim nimiiiiiiriiiiiiiiunuiiiinniiuiii i iimiiiiimmiiiimiiuiim iiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiiu