THE GREAT BURGLAR FIGHT.

Observer, Volume 3, Issue 77, 4 March 1882, Page 388

THE GREAT BURGLAR FIGHT.

(From Macattlay's " Lays op New Town.")

Band contest and grand moonlight carnival takes place to-morrow (Saturday) at the Movth Shore. '

The Thames Gi-as Company have declared a dividend of Is 6d per share, payable at Mr 3? A. White's office, Shortland-street. Bravo the Thames Gas Company I

A general meeting of the shareholders of the New Zealand Timber Company will be held to-day (Friday) at the company's offices, Custom-house-street, at half -past two o'clock.

On Wednesday, March 15th, Messrs E. and A. Isaacs will sell valuable properties, under instructions from Messrs Hull Bros. Particulars vide advertisement in this issue.

Messrs. Cochrane and Son will sell by auction at their rooms valuable property situated corner of Hobson and Custom House streets. As there is no reserve a splendid opportunity offers for profitable investment.

Mr "W. S. Collins, the popular grocer of Parnell, still continues to offer a handsome library free, attainable by purchasing some of his really excellent tea, the purchaser of threo pounds of which becomes entitled to a handsomely bound book.

An extraordinary general meeting of the shareholders of the New Golden Crown Goldming Company will take place at the office of the manager, P. A. White Esq., in Shortland-street, on Wednesday next, ike Bth instant. For particulars vide advertisement in this issue. *

It was bold Foughey, of Newton, By the Kitchen Poker swore That ho would emulate Feather stone, So famed on the North Shore ; For he would rouse his courage, And make his fame to shine In every Auckland paper, In the burglar-smashing line !

So lie got the " slavey's " letter, Which fixed the happy hour When her daring lover, Robson, Should seek her fragrant bowel*. And ho called his stout retainers, And he armed them one and all. And they lay in patient ambush, Hard by the kitchen wall.

Then thus spoke out bold Foughey (Oh ! a gallant soul was he !) — " There cometh a foolish lover My servant gal to see ; But he'll find his suit he presses Against unequal odds, When he feels the persuavive poker And the hay-fork's gentle prods !"

Now, woe-betide thee, Robson ! Thou has found thy lady fair ; Thou hast snatched the first fond, hurried Mss, When, breaking on thy dream of bliss, Arises grim Despair !

The conquering host surrounds him, And blows fall down like rain, Till the poor, bewildered Robson Is bellowing with ])ain, While sympathetic screams arise From his red-haired Sarah Jane 1

Oh, Robson ! faithless Robson ! Though to Sarah Jane too true, For your uncongenial conduct You have only got your due ! Tied \\j> like a bundle of sheepskins, Belaboured front and back, And dragged by a servile " peeler " Before the judicial Mac. !

And still in the summer evenings, When the moon is shining bright, The sires in homes round Auckland Tell of that glorious night, And recount the heroic actions Of that dire and fateful fight ; And "when Featherstone's deed is mentioned, Then Foughey has his due, For the way he smashed the burglar, In the Town that is called New ! The Bi-ack Knight. Auckland, February 28, 1882.