The Waterbury Democrat., 1940-07-09


 the army, navy. or marines, or did he secure his rating as boss of the quarterdeck on 9 shad fishing smack or a Housatonic ferry? If Blackman rates the de- stinction, he most certainly should have a flag and our roster of dead veterans should be immediately corrected. Any information about this matter will be greatly appre- ciated by this column and by Newton Post No. 1907, Veterans of Foreign Wars.
 One of the strangest sights on Main street, the morning after the Fourth of July celebration, was the thrifty chap from Pierce Hollow picking up empty round cardboard bomb cases and hur- riedly hiding them in his farm truck. We don't know, but 1t looks as if this saving individual planned to use the shells for whip-Sockets.
 The encouragement of the young is essential Boys should be given every opportunity to enjoy health- full outdoor life and to build bone and muscle. City children should be especially encouraged in the proper recreational activity, and yet, when . certain group of lads assembled as q Boys Brigade sought a campsite in this town ship, they were discouraged. Ac- cOrding to rum0r, our z0ning board got out the dusty regulations and discovered that it would be H. legal for the boys to have 8 camp at the spot selected. (The more we hear about that x0ning board, the happier we are that Henry Mccarthy had the good sense to resign from it.)
 Bill WeaSa, our state highway engineer and a guy who never took a lesson in his life, has re- gently repaired the approaches to the new bridge so that one may drive into and out of town with out breaking any springs. It will be many Q day before we stop bracing ourselves in anticipation, but Bill has done 8 swell job just the same. All of us appre- ciate it. Carry on, Bill.
 Walter Travis and his dog, Bones, was in town the other day. Walt lives up on the roof of the world at the old Garfield Farm on East Hill. Bones keeps the wood- chucks under control Along the foot of East Hill lies the cover in which Nate Evarts expects to snare that twelve-foot black snake.
 For. the newest revolt against the Merit System, watch the Cheshire Reformatory, and don't neglect to watch the appointment of the postmaster in Ansonia. As we hear it, the man who placed first in Q. s. Civil Service exams for the Ansonia post, has been in- formed by all the politicians that he cannot hope for appointment. Wise people are first anointed at the proper fountain, and then they take exams.
 Don't envy the state employees at the new training school. i. . |. Pity them! Our informant ad- vises that engineers on the new jcb are paid the magnificent sum of ninety dollars a month; that farm help will, if they can find any, receive forty-three. Should a private employer attempt to hire help at any such wages, the Na- tional Labor Relations Board would be in town before the ink on the first pay check had dried.
 Which reminds us. A sim pie soul in the backwoods wiped her tears as the RED. man call- ed to deliver a consignment of baby chicks. What's the trou- ble?" the federal man queried. "Oh, it's our Annie again!" moan ed the housewife. "She just took an examination for idiots, and she didn't pass!"
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