The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-09-29

Horace Taft's tears for city
manager at Waterbury must have
Taft school campus flooded to
tidal proportions by this time.
But take 1t from me no Water
bury cops will be there to mop 'em
up and I'll tell you why.
The banshee has nothing on
Neighbor Taft's pitiful wall for
| passage of a city manager plan
for poor old Waterbury. He wants
it because among other things it
will lift our police, firemen, teach
ers and others out of the mire. To
these would accrue special privi-
leges they never enjoyed under
the present horrible form of
city government.
His heart and soul are with
these truly wonderful public ser
wants. Hush,-I hear the Water
town gentleman's tears splashing
on the floor.
I cannot refrain, in the light of
events, from asking Neighbor
Taft if his sympathies with the
aforesaid mentioned classes are
really sincere. In other words is he
on the level about it?
Let's. take the police, for ex-
ample. If he is the big-hearted
Charlie he sets himself up as,
then why did he renege on two
measley tickets for the Water
bury police ball?
ask this not to be mean but
to allow him an opportunity to
tell the cops, whose cause he now
fervently espouses, why he threw
them down. The blue-coats, the
teachers, the firemen and others
will enjoy his answer. Let's hope
his reply will not be as it has
been to Udelowitz, so what?'
Such a reply is meaningless and
is used by city manager advo-
Gates when they are cornered.
recall the ticket incident ever
SO clearly, because I know too
well how Neighbor Taft and his
Puritanical associates never hes
itate to call the Waterbury police
in time of distress. Not even on
the recent date when someone
stole the Taft school payroll up
thar
I'll recite few facts from
memory so readers may laugh,
rather than have them pass judg-
ment on the merits of the case in
this sanctimonious gentlemans
case.
The police ball is all set. The
ticket sale is at the tagging stage.
Say, we've been good to Broth
er Taft so why shouldn't he be
good for one or two tickets?"
droned someone in the committee
room.
Marvellous" exclaimed the 9TH
ers. Jingles Donahue and Barney
Burns were dispatched at once
to do business with Neigh
Dor Horace.
who are you and what's your
businesS?" asked the comely Sec
rotary. I'VE are here to see Mr..
Taft and to find out if he wanted
to buy a ticket or so for the Wa
terbury Cops ball" they explained.
But he's having nap and he
can't be disturbed" enjoined the
secretary. do you care to leave
them for I'm sure he would be in
terested."
Barney and Jingles went into
huddle. They had been fooled the
same way too many times.
"Nope, we'll be back" they said,
applying their best Sunday school
smiles.
Sauntering down the corridor
Barney said "Jingles we are all
set. They tell me this fellow Taft
has big heart.
Eyes, they tell me it is as big
as the City of Cincinnati" chirped
Jingles. Wonder what the fellows
down town on the committee will
say when they hear Of the killing
we are about to maker"
After some hours of maneuver-
ing they managed to track Horace
10 his lair. Jingles and Barney
were thrilled with the reception
and they nudged each other as
Neighbor Taft got off that great
big friendly stomach-chuckle.
They nearly collapsed when he
told them to leave as many tickets
as they pleased.
"How much do I owe you boys?"
asked Horace as he arched an eye
brow and started digging into his
jeens.
"Oh, oh, no. please no" they
sullnped. please no. A thousand
sjmes no. Just send the check. !
No check came for days. The !
whole committee goes without !
lunch the day before the ball. 7
waiting for the mailman to bring
In Horace's big, hat check.
In walks the mailman with
bullying envelope. AL the cops on