Worse ThaN Penal Servitude.

Otago Witness, Issue 2556, 11 March 1903, Page 71

Worse ThaN Penal Servitude.

The noise made by the burglar in the Ferguson pantry, slight as it was, disturbed the light sleeper. in the bedroom not far away,- and the "midnight marauder was sur- > prised a moment'later to find'himself "covered with a big revolver in the hands- of_a dej termined-looking man in a long," white ' robe. "I hain't done nothin' but eat a few, cold victuals, mister," stammered tho burglar. "I see," sternly replied George Ferguson, "you have been eating the remains of a ' ca/ie my wife made. Do you know what I'm going to do with you?" "Hand me over to the police, I s'pose," , gasped the helpless thief. ?Woree than that," said Ferguson, with a (ferocious- grin. "I'm going to make you cat a.qtrartor^fi'ealtfTiood'." Tti a'riew lefnd'my [wife heard of and made.yesterday, and it's I pretty: dry- _eatinsr,"~buf • you'll, "leair. every" 'particle of it or I'll bore six .holes, through ; you-; l^sThecto- if- is, in that -big- bowt- -Turn r'ycurse-lfloose onit^shnrp!"." „ ' r _ A ' With grim determination, the /indignant | householder- stood , over bini' till it- was I finished, after which he picked up the- luck- | less scoundrel', who had fallen exhausted to ; the "floor, * and threw" him out of the open pantry window. | "It may kill him," soliloquised Mr Ferguson somewhat remorsefully, as he,crawled back intc bed, without disturbing the rest of the family, "but a man' who.-breakff into' anothei man's house takes his 1 - life in his j hands." . " " . .