The Wingham Advance-Times, 1974-03-21, Page 16ef
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Well, now, you des
might be shaking your lieads'and
so 1 : "1 didn't know rural
comm 'ty spirit was dying,"
Right. Maybe you didn't and
maybe it isn't.
And the method in the madness
of this article is :a far ery frOM
trying to prove, beyond the
shadow of a dot? t, that rural
com}mr unit�y�`,(�fe a spirit are
dying out and: ought to
be givena
decent burial, Perhaps, the rel
community *park is as bright as
ever&, although in this super -
LIT THE WAY -Coal oil lamps were the greatest invention since the candle. Of course,
there was some odour when they were blown out, but not much notice was taken of that.
They lit the way.
CHESS TIME
Words
can maim
a player
By JOSEPH IWI LI. WIOWN
At the 1966 •Olympiad
in Havana, et -world chat -
pion Mikhail Tal was teri -
porarily disabled- When as-
saulted , with a bottle by a
drunk. No one knows what
happened to . the Maniac.
Probably :nothing, consider-
ing it was only a chesspiayer
:he was trying to,. kill.
In the Middle Ages murders
resulting from chess were
dossed as lesser trimes, like
wife. heating and dognaping.
-T`aditiin chess is
rafeii4i$, ,iaas1 o ishn a a '
player with words.
In London in '1920, when the
8 -year-old ' Sammy Resp-
evesky defeated a .local fa-.
vorite, a reporter wrote, "One
can hardly imagine the SPCC
on the track of this gild ... he
really does not come under
the heading of a child... He is
as cynical as a middle-aged
journalist, and that is saying a
good deal."
Not all chess journalists are
walking ulcers. The author of
"Chess Players of New Or- ,
leans," Andrew M. Lockett
Jr„ confided that his 1935
book was "dedicated to L."Al-
bert Hutson, USN -- probably
the worstplayer .I know. He
taught ine the game in 1908,
setting pieces up to start with
both bishops resting comfort-
ably onthe knights' squares
while the knights' pawns
without protection shuddered
at the rapid approach of the
opposing " - P
you can still love the game
without knowing which side is
up.
But if, like . Argentine
grandmaster lVfiguel Nam
you do know which side is up,
you can also put your finger
on the heartbeat of a diese
storm. When, at Iceland in
WI2, the world wandered why
the challenger disputed each
new coMpromise, cg
that people working on his be-
hal'f were never so authorized,
Najdorf sighed, '`Fischer
wants to enter history alone."
Terseness, however, is not
everyone's bag. Former
world cyton Vasily Smys-
lov, whoee operatic baritone
voice is reputedly top drawer,
coca defined chess as "an in-
teresting sphere of creative
ideas built up on the Gm:easing
thoughts of two chess players
who, in the process of a tense
• struggle, are striving to
create an artistic conception"
- a great hunk of sentence he
may have spoken, but you can
be sure he never sang.
The 19th century British
journalist, G.A. McDonnell,
was prone to fill the mouths of
chessplayers - many
of them Mittel Europeans -
with highblown phrases full of
Victorian pomp and circum-
stance. ' Thus, the Viennese
Wilhelm Steinitz:
"Chess is the grand criter-
ion of intellectual ability.
You never have but one great
c I eessplayer at a time, and
when his light goes -out, there
is nal other star to shine in his
place. You talk to me of prime
ministers as the most su-
preme in intellect. What non-
sense! Gladstone goes. out of
office, and a half-dozen Salis-
burys are ready to. worthily
fill up the gap. But the chess
king vacates his Hamel, aid
'there's =! ,$_iz t
grasp the sceptre and wield it
with true regal power."
-McDonnell then went on to
inform his readers that Stein-
itz "was 26 years of age before
he learnt a word of English .. .
his diction is seldom happy
and his sentences often
e1msy; bis meanings not al-
ways dear and his idioms
thoroughly Germanic. He
loves adjectives and adores
superlatives."
Shortly thereafter the un-
happy Steinitz emigrated to
America, claiming, according
to McDonnell, "I'd rather die
in the United States than live
in England." And he did - the
result of a deteriorating I
tal illness.
IBM Tournament
Amsterdam -1971'
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THE CISTE RN PUMP -You had to work the right arm a bit
if you wanted a cold drink of water on a hot summer day
from the cistern pump. But, that made it taste allthe better.
YOU CAN FIX•IT
By Gene Von
WINDOW FROSTI NC.
If you're looking for a little more
privacy in one of. your . rooms, in
which the window isn't frosted ,here's
one method of frosting that wipdaw.
Soften some putty with a few drops
of linseed oil, and dab this over the
window glass. This will dry into a nice
frosting in a day or two, whereupon
another coating may be applied. This
frosting is more or less permanent and
weatherproof, and can be safely wash-
ed with soap and water. But it is
possible, too, to "defrost" the glass at
any time, if you wish, with some con-
centrated ammonia.
TICKING OFF THE MINUTES -The handsome clock, with
its carved wood and Roman numerals is a mainstay in any
country home. Its announcement of the hour and half-hour
adds to the overall warmth and atmosphere of rural life.
ehargedeconomy
is the password�,
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only E waw, ,only 4111 eb ,
'ellen, that maybe, just maybe,
the spirit t lit those lkteclary
►dstoves at COO on a frosty,
bone -chilling winter morning ht
endangered. And it trust be pre- .
served, Pat as our forests, Janda,
rivers and lakes. must be taken
care of.
Sure, the little old shack out
back, the cistern pumps in the
kitchen," the butter churn, the
apple press and the In soap may
be fading Amit in many =al
areas, but, save the .sem that
created thew!
All too often, a man builds a
house, or buys one, puts a woman
in it and what does he have? A
house with a woman in it. Some-
times, a man builds a house or.
bays one, puts a woman in it and
he has .,.ahome.
Such a woman is my grand-
mother. And, if your granddad
was very lucky, you might have
one just like her.
She never paid attention to
alarm clocks. Didn't need them
She would be up long before the
rasping thing could rip the air
into tiny shreds with its piercing,
shrill blatting.
An inner clock is what she goes
by. It's something you develop .
when you're raised on a farm:
I'm sure you don't have to be told.
You know when you're hungry
and when you aren't,' so you don't -
fill your face half the day.. You
knowwhenthe chores have to be
done, So you don't waste time.
And, if you're akin to the
workings of farm life, you know
satisfaction like few have known
it.
She takes a look out the win-
dow. A nice day. A summer day.
The stairs creak' lightly and it's
not long until the aroma of fresh
perked coffee is teasing you to the
breakfast table. And it's not long
until you're there.
It's a good day for tending to
the garden, washing the clothes,
and getting the mail. If there is
none, well, it was a good walk out
to the mailbox anyway.
The morning is my grand-
mother's peak me. the
tiIf re are
any decisions to be made' or any
jawing to be done, get it over be-
fore noon. And that's when much
of the work was and is done, too.
Because when the noon hour
came, so did the soapbox operas.
(At least now. There wasn't much
time for television . gawking
during ,her years. „raising a
family. For that matter, thee was
no television.)
She would do a day's ironing,
eat lunch and anything else that
had to be done, all while bawling
out some young hussy who had
gotten off track on one of those
daytime serials that come be-
tween soap-coinmercials.
I kept reminding her it was
only a television show, but she
would argue back, "Yes, but it
happens in real life." And that
was good enough.
She reprimands each and every
"bad" character on each and
every soapbox opera with such
fire and such sincerity that, I
swear, if given the world to rule
for 24 hours, she would give every
crooked politician a slap on the
hands and send him to bed with-
out supper. And who knows? It
might do some good!
Then, there are the summer
nights, rocking peacefully on the
porch. Whenever anyone drives
by on the dirt road about 100
yards in front of the house, she
asks, "Now, who might that be?"
If the car is too big and too shiny
and driving too fast, she might be
heard to say, "Must be tri'
+c1 edtime caMes early And to.
,morrow . bake day. Eightr til
#oav"es, maybe. Used to be more
when was baking them a
family of *ht. Eight or teen .*MS
Cteasily beeaten ie bake
day was ate, III these days,
Well, that's just a glimpseof
my gandmothest, all 4 feet, to
inches of her, although if you
measure spirit, warmth and
compassion, she's well over ten
feet :tall,
There isn't much time to talk
about my • 's patty.
line chats .. , and spats.
THOTword again! Time! Not at,
yountguy, but he always seems
to get around and he'll be here
long after you and I aren't. You
might say he is to blame for
making the `hold days" old.
Let's hope we aren't at fault.
Let's hope' we aren't selling out
those days. Sure, the backhouse
might have to be replaced with an
indoor washroom with hot and
cold running water and maybe
you've had it with the old wood
stove in the kitchen.
But don't cast aside the old
ways for "better days". Because
the better days are often just the
memory you've cast away.
Do you hear that? It's time,
ticking away in his sinister way.
Did you feel that? You're older
now than you were before you
read this line.
We can never catch the future
because it flits by and takes a
place on the shelves of yesterday
before you've really had time to
look at it. And some of those
things on that shelf are priceless.
Just a certain way the sun went
in
that
at
old
cat[�
you 1 0 A +f i
until ;be - ,
uP
once in
you thr0W 1 y? What did you
toss aside . it?
No, let's make thesefew words
on newsprint a little moret
Just a quick jog dim` -
lane. After' all, I'm not'
12 -year kid rectording a .
of yesteryear just o I'll buy
my new album or_flashy button
with my picture on it. '
• This is a very, subtle, light,
easy-going WAR11Gr1 f't, let
the rural community closeness,
spirit and warmth be cup
and go down the sink like Se Many
left -overs in a brandy garbage
disposal.
Those days when your grand-
parents and shine went courting
in a horse and cutter, with your
grandmother sittingon the
"whipholder" to be nearer her
beau just might be that shiny
stone you tossed aside for mere
important undertakings.- -
Those are the days you never
miss ... until• they're gone
until they're dead. Don't let them
go. Hold them tight like you
would that silly old cat if youhad
it back now, or that dog that kept
licking your face and getting into
mischief, then suddenly didn't
show up for his supper one even-
ing.
It's like the sun that went down
in a special way one evening.
That's the rural community
spirit. May it rise again, each and
' every morning.
THE LIri-LE OLD SHACK OUT BACK -You just, prayed
nature didn't call when it got about 10 degrees below. on a
winter night, but if you wanted to be alone the little shack
was about as private as you could get.
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THE PARTY LINE -Mr. and Mrs. John Nanninga, who farr'n In the Mount Forest•distr'ict,
reminisce about the days when the wooden phone hung oh the wail. Now, it tras been dis-
connected and replaced by a modern phone. The party line also Is declining In use. Mrs.
Nanninga says, "The party line had its good points, but also a fear bad ones. We mustn't
forget that.-