The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-06-15
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BY HENRY McLEMoRE


Omitted Press star Correspondent
orangeburgh, N. Y, June ID
(UP)-Have you ever enjoyed the
tingling thrill of "hot foot?"
Have you ever answered the tel
ephone and upon taking the receiv-
er from your ear find 1t (the ear,
not the receiver) plastered with a
coat of nice, thick and black exile
grease?
Have you ever sat down to a Ia
Bile loaded with food and been
afraid to touch q bite for fear the
beer might contain Mickey Finn,
the soup ground glass, and the dew
iiled eggs castor oil?
Have you ever stepped on the
starter Of your car and been greet
with an explosion like the sinking
of the Maine and enough smoke to
lift Professor Picard smack
through the stratosphere?
II your answer Is mo-" then it's
a cinch you never have visited Jack
Sharkey at his training camp here
at Gus Wilson's "health" farm. For
two hours in this rustic retreat and
you'll enjoy one or all Of the
above delightful pleasures. 1t
wouldn't matter IL you came as a
stranger: the camp is democratic to
a fault and would let you join right
in the fun. In fact, the boys prob
ably would meet you at the gate
and slip you a ''hot foot"--that
laughable little piece Of business of
sticking (unnoticed. of course) a
lighted match. in the cole of your
shoe--as a gesture OF welcome.
They greeted us with open arms
yesterday. BY us / mean two car
loads Of boxing writer's brought UP
in the Gardens sleek limousines.
The Tribune man was the first fell
low to be asked to join in the fun.
He hadn't been there Ave minutes
before he was called to the phone.
and you should have heard him
laughing when he came away from
the booth with the whole side OF
his face smeared with grease.
But IL you think that was funny,
Just sat down to the beautifully APP
pointed table when one Of the
walters suggested we turn on the
big overhead fans-you know, the
kind they used to have in the old
drug store. Well, somebody turned
them on and what do you think
happened? The blades Of the fans
had been covered half an inch
thick with sneezing powder. Well
sir, you never heard SO much sneez-
ing and laughing and running In
your life. Like the Sun fellow
said, "the bird who thought that
one up was a card"
We finally got the sneezing pow
der out of our noses and busted of
the food and were eating again
when six OF the fellows at one end
Of the table started jumping and
yelling like they'd been shot. Some
body looked under the table and
there, down on his hands and
knees, was O fellow going alone
irving out the old hot-foot. Every.
body liked to have died laughing,
to think OF six people getting the
hot-foot at once.
We had started to eat again wher
one of the walters stuck his head
ia the door and yelled Don't ca,
those eggs or drink that beer!" Blu,
he was too late. for most of VI
were on our second egg. at least
and our sixth or seventh glass OF
beer. It turned out that there was
nothing wrong with the beer OF
e9xn, but IL sure had us worried for
= while. One fellow got sich
thinking about what he might
have IN him, and did he get razz-
We're going up there again next
week and we've got the cutest lit
tie game al worked out for the
Fellows e the camp. ! can't tel