“WON’T YOU TAKE ANOTHER PEEP, SIR.”

South Canterbury Times, Issue 2341, 17 September 1880, Page 2

“WON’T YOU TAKE ANOTHER PEEP, SIR.”

The other night two women were about retiring to rest, and one of them lingered awhile in her friend’s room probably to finish off the remnant of some scrap of gossip. Mr A , strolling past, saw a shadow on the blind and being a peculiar fellow, be must go nearer, presently his nose was perched on the window-sill, and his right eye stealing glances round the corner of the blind. Mr A

may have not calculated on the effect caused by a Ponsonby gas lamp shining behind him. One of the women observed the intruder’s head shadowed forth, and she quietly slipped round the house with a pail of dirty water. Her slippered feet enabled her to come on the gentleman in a noiseless manner. Mr A may have been out on an astronomical tour, and in Ids zeal may have been comparing notes between the celestial venus and the aspect of a human venus. The up-turned bucket however; put a sudden stop to bis sublime retied ions, and as the stream poured down the astronomer’s neck and face he raised his head with a yell. But Ids (roubles were not finite over, for as lie raised Ids eyes, the slop-bucket descended, and was forced by a pair of strong female arms over his head. There was a total eclipse of the man. His gaily-tasseled smoking-cap, and (ho underlying expressive physiognomy were obscured in the chaotic darkness of its tin surroundings, and as ho dashed the unwelcome head-gear to the ground and lied, he heard the mocking laugh of the virtuous amazon as she called out, “Won’t yon take another jiccp, sir ?” —“ Auckland Star.”