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'Clover' proves local content biggest asset
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sol thought), I decided on “The
Mousetrap” as one half of the
season.
However, my few months
around the burgeoning theatre
scene in Toronto had stirred my
incipient artistic sensibility to the
point that I knew it would be more
exciting to round out the season
with material closer to home than a
crisis in an English manor. By
chance I came across a book of
anecdotal reminiscences of grow
ing up during the Depression in the
Blyth area that I had read as a
youngster. Five minutes of thumb
ing through Harry J. Boyle’s
“Mostly in Clover" and I was
certain that I could find enough
material in it and two accompany
ing volumes to form the basis of a
collectively created play. In spite of
the risk, or because of it, I decided
it would be most exciting to
actually open the season with this
show.
The programme set, I finished
off the application to the Arts
Council with the assistance of my
wife, Anne Chislett, who, family
help being the cheapest, had
joined Keith (by now Chairman of
the Board of Directors) and myself
as Administrator of our new
venture. The entire first season
was budgeted at $10,000, a large
sum of money when no revenue
was guaranteed. We realized that
it would be pure madness to
proceed without some Arts Council
support, and even with it, wisdom
indicated that it would be wise for
several of us not to draw salaries
until it was certain that the Festival
would be financially successful.
Because time was pressing, I
could not wait for the decision of
the Arts Council, and proceeded to
choose the acting company and
staff, warning them that we could
proceed only if there were a
favourable response to our grant
application. There were eight of us
in total, all young professionals
between theatre training and an
Actors’ Equity card. We were only
a few days from rehearsal start at
the beginning of June when word
finally came that we had been
granted $2,000 towards the first
season. Half of that would only be
given to match private fundrais
ing, but we would manage that
somehow.
We threw ourselves into rehear
sals in the basement of the Hall
with the naive excitement of those
too inexperienced to realize the
enormity of their task. Part of the
day was spent creating “Mostly in
Clover” with the four member
acting company, augmented by
one local teenager, Mark Battye, to
play the young Harry Boyle.
Afternoons our core company was
joined by some willing local
amateurs for “Mousetrap” re
hearsals.
Meanwhile, upstairs on the
stage, the one man technical staff
designed and built both sets, and
rigged together a lighting system
of household dimmers and a few
instruments begged from local
high schools. The new Board
members helpedfind props and
costumes, but otherwise seemed
happier not knowing what was
going on. (Therewasalwaysthe
possibility that it was the sequel to
“Baby Blue” after all.)
At the same time, Anne was
undertaking the publicity cam
paign, keeping the books - after a
crash course from the village clerk,
and, with Board help, soliciting the
private donations we needed to
round out our budget and claim the
remaining portion of our grant.
Most of the latter was painstaking
ly earned in a series of afternoon
visits to village ladies where
multiple cups of tea were consum
ed, while the real purpose of the
visit could not be forthrightly
mentioned. But, miraculously, by
the time Anne returned from the
bathroom prepared for another
round of tea at the next home, a
cheque for $25 or $50 had usually
appeared.
By the end of June, sufficient
funds had been raised for us to
claim our full grant, but there
remained the question of whether
anyone would want to see the plays
we were about to present, and
where we would ever find enough
of an audience in such a rural area
to make even a small dent in our 400
seat capacity. “The Mousetrap”
should attract some of the cot
tagers from the shores of Lake
Huron, 15 miles away, but who
would come to see “Mostly in
Clover” even if it did strike a chord
in lpcal residents? 1 was young
enough to proceed on blind faith,
only to have Keith and others of the
Board confess afterwards to many
sleepless nights spent wrestling
with worry.
The problem was solved for
opening night at least. One day late
in June the village clerk surprised
us with a brilliant idea. Since the
Hall had undergone major repairs,
and since it had originally been
built in memory of those killed in
the first war, he reasoned that
opening night of the new theatre
season would be a perfect occasion
to rededicate the Hall as a war
memorial. That meant that the
village council would need to
purchase a block of 250 seats to be
*
distributed amongst the members
of the Canadian Legion. Spouses
who did not belong to the Legion
would have to buy their own
tickets. We were thrilled by the
scheme; itwouldbeeasy enough to
sell the remaining seats to the
Guaranteeing
the first audience
curious and the small group of
supporters we had acquired.
Opening night arrived, inevit
ably as always. I tried not to think
how much the future was riding on
the performance. Watching400
people find their way to their seats
did have a momentary calming
effect at least. Suddenly, Norma
Clarke, our OAC Theatre Officer
turned up and, to our horror, was
trapped in the Legion colour party
as it trouped into the auditorium.
We extricated her from the
procession with some difficulty,
and the rededication began. As the
actors waited nervously behind the
curtain, the ceremony went on and
on and on. Each of the local
ministers participated - at length.
Sodid more dignitaries than we
knew a small village could have.
The speeches were supplemented
with “OhCanada” and ‘ ‘Reveille’ ’
played on a portable cassette
player thatwas barely loud enough
to reach half the auditorium. We
began to notice that the tempera
ture in the Hall was rising rapidly
as 400 bodies added their calories
to the already hot Ontario evening.
It stopped just short of the
suffocation level where it would
remain for the rest of the evening
and every subsequent warm sum
mer’s evening until air condition*
. ing was installed four years later.
Half an hour later, the audience
sat stone faced and sweating. They
were there out of duty, and that
duty discharged, they still had to
watch a play before they could be
dismissed. “Mostly in Clover”
began. The silence in the house
wasbroken only by the sound of
people ripping their shirts and
blouses away from the melting
varnish on the backs of their seats.
(No one knew till then that the
roofing contractor had used cheap
varnish to cover water damage on
the wooden seats.) Suddenly, a few
minutes into the performance,
there was a laugh. Then another
and another. They loved it!
We flew through the show, and
the applause when it was over
seemed endless. There were
people on the stage congratulating
the cast, in the house congratulat
ing Keith and Anne and I and the
rest of the Board, on the front lawn
congratulating each other for
bringing the Blyth Memorial Hall
back to life. They even forgave us
their damaged shirts. We had a hit,
and a theatre company was born.
After only two or three perfor
mances, the entire run of “Mostly
in Clover” was sold out. Audiences
came from as much as 50 or 60
miles away: perhaps because local
winters are so severe, they had
saved up their travelling time and
thought nothing of spending an
hour or two on the road to attend a
worthwhile evening’s entertain
ment.
“The Mousetrap” drew respec
table audiences but trailed dis
mally behind “Mostly in Clover”.
Clearly the Blyth audience was
most interested in dramatic mater
ial about themselves and their
lives. Unlike “sophisticated” the
atre audiences, they came with no
preconceptions that plays from
other cultures were inherently
more insightful or that their lives
and concerns were less worthy
than those in other countries.
In response to what I learned in
that first season, the theatre’s
artistic policy was fixed on the
production of plays that directly
reflect the people and region of
Western Ontario, and with that,
the uniqueness of the Blyth
Summer Festival was assured.
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