THE JOCKEY'S WIFE.

Auckland Star, Volume LIII, Issue 249, 20 October 1922, Page 4

THE JOCKEY'S WIFE.

THRASHES HER HUSBAND. SORKY IT WASN'T WORSE. PRELUDE TO DIVORCE. A emartly-dressed, smiling little woman, wearing stylish furs and attended by a retinue of female friends, stepped forward and faced tht magis. trate in the Police Court when the name of Pldith Margaret Scott was called this morning. "What's the charge?" asked the lady. "Threatening behaviour,' , said tlw magistrate. Defendant: What's that? (Laughter.) Magistrate: Threatening tn strike your husband. Defendant: Threatening—l gave Mm a hiding! (I.oud laughter.) "Perhaps h>: deserved it," said Mr. Poynton smiling. Mr. McLiver produced the husband— a diminutive young man "She only got him by the hair of the head and dragged him Ilirongh t'.ie passage, punching him, , ' f-aid the solicitor. Defendant: Served him rio-ht (Laughter.) Mr. MeLiv«r: I>ivor<c proccdinjre are pending for next W;ek; he i>. to seek the protection of the D.vorce Court. My client is only i little i.inn—a handful. (Laughter.) He was once one of Auckland's leading jockwys. His wife goe3 to hie billiard saloon ±nd create* all sorts of trouble; she wort there one night nnd p'.ept there, and the marker couldn't get her out. (Laughter.) Tlw husband went to the house in Vincent street to look ie r his child, and she gave him a pood hiding. 'Laughter.) Defendant: lie !.at iK-en a ;;est to mc. (F.n i»£hter) Mr.' M.-I.iver: She lias threatened on numerous occasions to 'Mo' , for him. and juAg'-ng by past experiences of her we fire iifraid 6he might. Defendant; He called mc a bad name and I'thr.ished him. (Laushter ) Magistrate: Did anyone e'?e hear him? Mr. McLivvr: I am afraid the defendant is rather addicted to drink—that's I the trouble. Magistrate: Where did this take '■lace? Defendant: In my home. Mr. McLiver: It" is his home, which he provided for her. Magistrate: Hud better keep away from her. Mr. McLiver: He does keep away, hut j he wanted to see his child, and it is his home anyway. Magistrate (to defendant): Wei', yon won't beat your husband asrain. Will you? Will you promise not to do it again ? Defendant: Oh, no! I won't do it again—I'm eorry I didn't do more. (Laughter.) Magistrate: Case adjourned for six months! Defendant then left the Court in smiling triumph, followed by i;er retinue.