New Britain herald., 1927-08-06
THE OBSERV YER
Makes Random Observations
On the City and Its People

D serves good meals, too. Joe slept OF
: the ground and loved 1t. Even thu
poison ivy wasn't bad. He NIGH
have lost seven pounds on his cwr
cooking but his head is unbowed
He is already buying gasoline stoves
and duffis bags for next year-i1
his long suffering friends let him
live that long.
There is Edgar. Edgar went to
the shore and has returned with q
mild chocolate complexion which
WOULD keep him In rear Of trolley
cars below Mason-Dixon line. Edgar
has muscle. Everyone is invited to
feel that right arm. Canoing did
that. Swimming did that. Why, on
the day before he left for the city
Edgar swan four miles-or was 1t
forty? To hear him, life for those
two weeks was one continual swim,
enlivened with couple of 20 mile
canoe trips. When We asked about
him at the shore he had just left
they didn't know whom We meant
until VIC described him. Then some-
body said "OE yeah, the guy that
was always sleeping"
There is Phillip. Phillip went to a
farm-far. far away from the trials
and fluctuations of city life. A va
cation for Phillip was going to be a
nice long rest. None of this resort
| life for Phillip. No, sir. He was go
ing to rise and shine every morning
at A. NJ. and he was going to go
to bed when the chickens called it
day. Fresh milk, lots of fresh air,
eggs, vegetables - aaaaaaah, that
was the stuff for Phillip.
Yeah. About seven miles from
| Phillips farm was city. Phillip
spent two weeks exactly seven miles
from the farm where he was paying
board. He got up every day at about
noon with head like a turban.
When he went to bed he would
often stop for a bit of a chat with
the hired man who was just get
ting UP to go to work. He couldn't
settler. He came back to work look
ing like the last stages and he threw
nervous breakdown all over the
office. Attending physicians are
hopeful for an eventual recovery,
late reports state.
And there is the sad \case of
Arthur. Arthur was. frankly, going
to throw the dog. Arthur was going
to hieh-hat mountain resort, white
flanncls and all. His sport shoes,
purchased for the occasion, stopped
traffic in both directions for fully
half an hour when he walked out
of the store with them on. His pan
anna hat was half an inch smaller
than a parasol. His blazer lived up
to its name. Uh-huh, he was Vanity
Fair itself, and not a moving pic
,ture.
Arthur will probably never be |
the same. The high-hat place n the
mountains wasn't as high-hat as it |
was supposed to be, evidently. True, |
the rates were high enough to make |
Bailey's Beach, Newport, seem like |
an amusement park in comparison,
but the scions and the dowagers |
weren't biting very well tina season. |
If millonaires wore corduroy pants |
and no collars, the place was full of |
millionaires. If dowagers came down |
to dinner in khaki knickers and
MILDLY blouses, Arthur was in the
oct
Arthur hit foul ball. He snoot-
ed everybody for week and half
and parked his sport shoes on the
railing of the veranda in solitary
dignity Then he found out that the
man in the lumberjack shirt who
had invited him to go fishing and
who had caught a bad cold from the
frozen look that Arthur handed
him. was. really old man Pinney,
of Pinney Pins, Inc, and worth
about half billion on the hoof.
The kindly grey haired woman IN
the bingham dress who had tried
to strike up conversation with
him and had lost five yards on the
ATTEMPT Was Mrs. Van Coupon.
leader of the leaders in the Park
bailiwick. Arthur had thrown
hard looks at half OF the
400 and is now virtual outcast
from society between Bangor and
Bimini.
There might be moral to all
this, but we're darned If we can
remember what it is.
Mention Of the names Quigley and
paonessa in connection with mayor
Al possibilities conjure up thoughts
If old time campaigns In which
brass bands, red fire and street
corner rallies formed a prominent
part.
This Is true particularly OF |.
George A. Quigley, thrice successful
md twice unsuccessful aspirant for
he highest position in the govern
nent of New Britain. Paonessa, =
while somewhat less of campaign
", always had coterie of political
ormers on his staff and could
,e counted upon to bring the mes
sage Of the campaign into all
corners of the city.
Neither George nor Angelo have
Is yet come forward and said they
y ould run. neither have they de-
Jared they won't; in fact, they have
,ot even stated they do not choose
o rum" (Which in political parlance
$ now taken TO mean nothing at all,
I will run" or Il won't run" de-
bending entirely upon ones precon-
,eived opinions as to the speakers
,lansS
When George Quigley first ran for
mayor, in 1914, he had for his main
alking point. alleged neglect of
own farm inmates. 1t was an issue
hat arrested public attention and
interest and made for Quigley
tirring campaign. BY the time his
otor SuccnSsful appealS for ballots