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NZ Truth, Issue 66, 22 September 1906, Page 3

He was a soldier officer, and apart from his wife manipulating the pursestrings she was a bit of a garrison hack.- Coming up. to town for the regimental .dinner, she accompanied him —of course she would. He faithfully promised to be back as the clock struck 12, but taking more than his share of magnum, followed by several old brandies, he got a bit tiddledewinksity. Returning to the hotel, on entering his room lie found his wife asleep, and undressing as quickly as possible, after attempting to blow out the electric light, switched it off and turned m. Just as day was breaking a distant clock . striking the i hour awoke him, and he spasmodicalIfy jumped up m bed, rubbing his eyes, exclaiming, "Great Caesar! [what time is it, dear?" "It has just struck 4," replied his wife, Sleepily turning over. "Four! Blisters! I shall get into a mess. I promised the old dutch to be home by 12," and jumping out of bed he hastily proceeded to dress,