The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1940-04-13
SOUTH
BRITAIN
BRIEFS
BY BILL GARRIGUS

many natives are busy seeking
quake insurance. The shock was
especially severe at McCarthy's
store, where the stove door trem-
bled and ratified. Henry watched
the swaying door carefully, got
out his map and the calipers and
decided that the center of the
earthwaves would be in Nebraska.
Gle was way ahead of Yale on
that.) The quake terrified
South Britain at exactly 1901
a. m. by Lloyd Fowlers time. Tom
Jackson's New Haven Register
claims that the Elm City shook at
10 o'clock, but New Haveners al
ways have to consult Yale before
they give out any statements, so
the Elm City report may be no
more accurate than Connecticut's
Merit System.
Shortly before the earthquake,
Ed Warner met state cop over
near the lost Office and almost
started 40 other calamity. The
trooper was watching for bandits
from New Britain when Ed came
along with a sack of rations. The
sack looked suspicious and, as Ed
had not been to the barbershOp
yet, he wasn't exactly a double
for first citizen. The policeman
glowered at Mr.. Warner. Mr..
Warner took a short hold on his
axe and looked right back. The
outsiders eyes fell first. Earth
quakes aren't a circumstance to
what might have happened If that
policeman had insisted on stop
ping Ed to inspect his lunch bum
die.
Traffic was snarled for several
hours at mail call when the state
constabulary made their inspec-
ton of passing motors. The con-
troll post was located directly OPP
posite the driveway to Tyler's
store on Main street. No bandits
were found and, by mid-after-
noon, all hands were allowed to
proceed about their business nor
mally.
The Ladies' Auxiliary Of the
Veterans of Foreign Wars spon-
sors a dance at Southbury Com
munity hall tonight. Bud Nor
ton will prompt.
From the Driving Park ON Wa
tertown avenue to Depot Hill came
our good friend Mrs. Murphy.
The lady knows more about
horses than a dozen men; she re-
members Pure Gold trotting the
twice-around in the fastest COM
pany. Mrs. Murphy holds her
memories close to her gentle
breast; memories of silks and sulk-
les, Of fillie-, geldings, and stall
lions pointing for The Roaring
Grand. A grand lady, Mrs. Muir
ply, but she had to be grand to
associate with horsemen.
There's a difference In folks.
Mrs. Murphy, Elsie Human, the
young Mrs. Hartman are all diff
ferent from their sisters because
they know ''hosses," and the men
who handle them. Not q one Of
them but what will overlook wrin-
killed. trousers, the lack Of shave,
or anything ON earth II the untidy
one has good hands" and "a way
with hosses." We need more
horse women; fewer society gals
and jitterbugs.
The funniest news in print
comes from Hartford where they
have now made the discovery that
several of the several hundred
candidates who took merit" ex-
ans for the state police force re-
ceived quiz sheets that didn't
agree with the plan. According
to rumor, Mr.. Marsh's proof read
ers slipped and, when the printer
laid an egg, nobody saw the error
until the hopeful students started
chewing their pencils. Some men
answered twenty-five more ques-
! lions than others, because their
sheets failed to lineup correctly
as to instructions. It's tough on
the fellow who drives miles to
Hartford to write answers to ques-
lions, and it's tougher on the poor
taxpayers who pay the salary OF
efficiency experts" who cannot
even read.
Smoky Jensen, who says he
never attended school but two days
and missed one Of them because
Il rained, wouldn't pass out exam
papers until he had checked up
on the script. But Smoky never