The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1940-02-24

lot of very interesting angles.
It's safer hereabOuts to wait
until the town snow pillow arrives,
unless you are in favor at Hull's
Hill. The tough part Of 1t is, It's
sometimes long, long wait. Sup
pose Joe Evarts waited until the
town snow plOw climbed to Squaw
Rock; suppose John Ludorf de-
layed passage to the milk block
until Smithy negotiated the slopes
Of the Purchase? Suppose Mary's
chicken-coOp was across the road
and Bill Wilc0 didn't feel the
cacGlers until q certified plow
scoOped passage through the
drifts? Think Of all the suffering
there might be! -. II a man has
a pillow, and il he's an Independent
taxpayer with q sense Of respon-
sibility, there's no earthly reason
for suddenly turning helpless. Pat
ernalistic stuff is great dope for
breaking down initiative and in
dependence, but 1t isn't time to
encourage it when the feed bin is
low and the township only oper-
ates single snow pillow to bring
succor to the beleaguered country
side. Turn to and dig yourself
clear! Let the snow pile up where
1t may. Anyway, there's an OPP
portunity once every election to
register your approval or disap-
prevail Of the present regime, to
declare for or against change in
town management.
Certification for w. p. A. en-
ployment isn't as complex In the
small towns as in the cities. Over
in Hartford, one properly certified
and approved client conducted
parking lot, had another interest
IN a rooming house, and hung out
a single advertising Xmas trees
for sale, but he didn't forget to
hold his hand out for q relief
paycheck.
James Weldon, the brains be-
hind the First Offender radio pro-
grams, was q recent visitor in
town. Jim has three Jobs ON the
air now, and more in the works.
down The Years." Weldon pro-
gram, has long been q local fav.
Orite; now radio fans are en-
thusing over a new Weldon pro-
ductiOn, Desert Raiders" q thrill
er that features the adventures Of
Captain Ha-g, running mate OF
Lawrence Of Arabia. Watch Jim
Weldon, folks! He's already coast
forecast with the First Offender.
His thriller productions make Or
son Welles masticate lead pencils.
James M. Weldon, Irish gentle
man and artist, is an independent
who operates from WICC and
proves that the Irish have o way
with them.
Since the federal government
cleaned up all the brush on the Ly-
man Green farm, prepared a wood
pile, raked up all loose leaves and
burned a mess Of briars, gypsy
moths have been in demand.
Farmers with overgrown pasture
lots figure that, If they can fur
nish proof of an infestation,
Uncle Sam will provide labor and
slick up the place. Gypsy moths
are studied, bred, encouraged, and
fattened. Some talk of gypsy
moth lecture at the Mems Club
Is heard. Men collect all sorts Of
cocoons, store them in paper bags,
swap them for fatter cocoons,
and generally try to emulate the
naturalist. Bulletins on entomology
are read with almost as much in
terest as the funny sheets and
everybody is trying to be better
informed on bugs. One man is
said to have tried artificial breed
ing of moths with remarkable
luck. 1910 will be a big year for
South Britain. and sad year for
local gypsy moths.
News arrives that all that study
for the job Of farm manager at
the new State Training School has
been wasted effort. Politicians, COW
fanciers, town officials, have no
chance. selection will be made.
under the Merit System, from the
old lists.