AUCKLAND BY NIGHT.—When the clocks of the city have struck the hour of twelve, and the lights have dimmed to a glow of beauty, A ckland awakes again—and the suburbs sleep. About her streets there is a contrast of peace and revelry and industry. The policeman, turning his torch in the doorways, the all-night cafe proprietor, the milkman and the about-town prowler see a new city behind the scenes, and, if they are young, they feel the pulse of romance in the outline of dim buildings, the reflections of ships on the Water, and the other phases of the city's nocturne The photographer in a night tour has caught glimpses of that life: (1) The Wanganella at her berth. (2) Food for the hungry. (3) After the last dance. (4) A flash of beauty in the city's skyline. (5) and (8) In the produce market at 3 a.m. (6) A glimpse of the Ferry Building; and (7) After the fishing boats are in.

Manawatu Standard, Volume LVI, Issue 182, 3 July 1936, Page 4

AUCKLAND BY NIGHT.—When the clocks of the city have struck the hour of twelve, and the lights have dimmed to a glow of beauty, A ckland awakes again—and the suburbs sleep. About her streets there is a contrast of peace and revelry and industry. The policeman, turning his torch in the doorways, the all-night cafe proprietor, the milkman and the about-town prowler see a new city behind the scenes, and, if they are young, they feel the pulse of romance in the outline of dim buildings, the reflections of ships on the Water, and the other phases of the city's nocturne The photographer in a night tour has caught glimpses of that life: (1) The Wanganella at her berth. (2) Food for the hungry. (3) After the last dance. (4) A flash of beauty in the city's skyline. (5) and (8) In the produce market at 3 a.m. (6) A glimpse of the Ferry Building; and (7) After the fishing boats are in .