The Waterbury Democrat., 1940-03-12
SOUTH BRITAIN BRIEFS
BY BILL GARRIGUs

comes to the Pomperaug Country and goes straight down the line. On the cover, in color, stands none other than Colonel George R. Sturges, of the Governors Foot Guard and from the expression on the Colonel's face, it will go hard with any foreign force that ever attempts to storm Capitol Hill without a certificate of merit from the merit system. George does himself, and Connecticut, proud. It's a relief to gaze upon the honest weathered face of a fighting gentleman rather than upon the curves of some half- dressed, half-baked flapper.
 We hope that JudsOn's Drug store, and Harry Canfield's North WoOdbury Emporium, remembers to stock Yankee" because 1t cer. tainly does do job for the village up the valley. Doctor Harold E. Travers has his picture on the Smart Tanks" page, together with 9 paragraph of copy. Some- how. "Yankee' overlooked that WoOdbury cop, but it's just as we'll He is probably known by more out -Of-state motorists than any other constable this side of the Golden Gate. After one ex- perience with The Law In Wood bury, most speeders look like a man who has just swallowed peck of horse-radish and cannot find any water.
 Everybody should eat more horse-radish. It's better than any patent tonic ever marketed. It in- creases the red count in your blood and stimulates the flow of gastric juices. If we could get our women to eat more horse-radish, their cheeks would glow enticing- ly, their eyes would brighten, and their hair would curl naturally. There's an appetizer that goes as good with beans as with blue points. It will make over ripe hamburgers sweet and wholesome. Spread on bread 1t makes an ex- cellent sleep producer, or a lunch for the children just home from school with designs on the cookie jar. Something ought to be done to popularize horse-radish.
 We checked up on that Strong town Romeo who was arrested for parking at the Waterbury Hospi- tad and supposedly annoying the nurses when they came off shift or returned from the movies. It seems that he had made several trips over there, that complaints had been made, that his car num- ber had been noted and, when he returned. the Brass City police were waiting for him. What seems to have clinched the case against him, at first, was the fact that his stories didn't jibe. The boy was so frightened that he got all mixed up. He gave the wrong tele- phone number, and now he has to avoid Naugatuck, too.
 That's what comes of too much isolation. Strongtown is remote, off the beaten path, far removed from what passes for civilization. After a winter in the wildS of Strongtown, almost anybody would act little strange, especially if he bucked snowdrifts all year. Local sympathy is all with this unfortunate fellow townsman. We just hope that nobody from Purchase, little York, or Paradise ever goes to Waterbury, at least until they've had chance to get revitalized with horse-radish or 8 good mess of clowslips.
 Old-timers are preparing to tap maple trees again. Bug hunters are not cutting many naples. the snow has been favorable, and the sap run should be heavy and rich in sugar. Bets are made as to who will be first to boil syrup this year. George Holmes, over on Main street, is our choice for the maple sugar sweepstakes.
 Georges Hill must be frozen up. a bridge must be out, or the Ice storm may have rendered the road impossible. Harold Hennessey. Georges Hill vetesan-farmer, has not been seen at post meetings since the turn Of the year. Hennes. sey lives in . beautiful old salt- box house near the end of the i'm. proved highway where. on q good clear day. you can survey half of western Connecticut. Nowhere in New England are cherry blossoms as sweet. in season. as just down tho road from HennoGsey's.