New Britain herald., 1928-02-18
TIE 0BsERvER- Makes Randou Ohoeevatioas
 On the City and Its Peopje

enly thinks he can. But he's thess -althsugh ks b usually . aiffsPen, pssson-eveFy night Usually hs'l
 frank about 1t and explains withsu,
 hesitation that he wans ts make az ltmpression on his fair companisa, Aetardless of his reason. invariably he is turned down because of the house rule. If tho regulation wera net enforced, the personnel of. the oechsstra would change with svery number.
 There's something about . night club with its free and easy Atmos- phere that gives near musicians the itch to demonstrate their skill, or lack of it. In the majority of cases the something can be traced to . flask restipg on tho hip. That ana tho presence of fair female, prompts the desire to show off before . crowd.
 When night clubs first became popular. orchestra leaders smilingly permitted the visitor to join the band. But they soon learned that the average volunteer lacks the technique peculiar to orchestras Of this type. Managers also began to object because the customers paid their cover charge expecting to trot to music of the best. So along came the house rule and that is why, If I you ever offered yous services they were automatically rejected. Where can I hnd . good law yer ?""
 Thus did Attorney Thomas F. Mo- Donough of this city approach De- tective Sergeant Charles J. Hallisey in police court in Hartford Thurs day morning. The New Britain law yer held in his right hand a small piece Of cardboard upon which was stated by the authority of the Hart ford police department that he had absent nindedly left his car stand too long in one spot and the police department of Hartford collectively as represented by the individual copper on the beat, was peeved. The small piece of cardboard di- rected him to report forthwith and with dispatch to the headquarters of said police department. there to present his plea on his own behalf. Directed by Sergeant Hallisey to the office of the court clerk. he was re. lieved of his ticket. Whether or not it cost him the usual two dollars. he declined to state. on the advice of counsel Anyway" he added. T save paying some lawyer fat fee" Hartford seems to be the Water- loo of New Britain lawyers. This is the second time Mir. McDonough has had his car similarly decorated, while another prominent local attor- ney, Edward E. Mag, whose car was tagged twice in tive days, is said to have made the customary contribu- ton to police court treasury.
 Probably the most embarrassing moment for any member of the legal profession or prospective member was that which occurred to young man on Wallace street last Monday. This young man is . law student who hopes in the near future to grace the bar in New Britain. While pursuing. his studies he fol- lows them in actual practice by working in the claims department of Hartford insurance company. Mon- day morning he drove to Hartford as was customary.
 He parked his car in the usual place and went to work. To his sur prise the doors were locked. He looked at his watch. It was time for business, but there was no one in sight. He tried side door--the same result. Not even a janitor or . night watchman appeared. He scratched his head in perplexity. It was not Sunday-it couldn't be. Surely he wasn't getting his dates mixed. Besides. just at that same time the morning before hadn't he tread the Sunday paper and hadn't he vague impression of hearing church bells, just before he turned over for another nap? In fact, wasn't it Sunday morning, the day before, when the South church fire occurred? Certainly it was Monday.
 But why wasn't the office open. He remained there until g o'clock, 9:30-10 o'clock. He began to have apprehensions based on recent cases of amnesia. Could he have lost a whole week. and was it the next Sunday" He was not 50 sure. Just then a Hartford garbage truck rumbled by and he had his doubts again. But the department store on the corner was closed. What did it mean? Sunday or no Sunday. how could he be sure? When the bank next door failed to open, he was cer- tain it was. Just then he saw a mail carrier go down the street in uni form and he knew it wasn't In desperation he did the one in- stinctive thing everyone does when in dire difficulties. He told his troubles to policeman. Hey, Hey. what's the matter, has the town gone crazy?" he asked the minion of the law. The policeman .smelled his breath. i've always had my suspicious of the town, but it's no crazier than usual. Whats the trouble?"
 well it looks like Sunday and it doesn't look like Sunday. Some peo- pie are working. but the stores and business places are closed. I'm here to go to work and can't get in. Whats wrong?''
 Huh, you're the first guy l ever saw who got mad because he couldn' work. Ever study?"
 Sure, ] did
 Ever hear of Lincoln 2"
 Certainly"
 "Eyer hear he had birthday"
 Everybody has,"
 Well this is his. You better 70 home"
 If was and he did The offjca was