Friday, May 27, 2016

The Lansdowne Letters: A New Year's Day Feast


I have no memory of how my mother and we five kids
spent New Year's Day 1961 in Smith's Cove, Nova Scotia.

But from the time I first heard my mother read
my father's letter describing his New Year's Day 
in Lansdowne House, Northern Ontario,
I never forgot it.



© M. Louise (MacBeath) Barbour/Fundy Blue
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On Monday, January 9, 1961 
My father wrote to our extended family:

Hi There Everyone:
It’s a very dull Monday.  Nothing worthy of my comments has happened all day,
so I’ll have to devote this edition to something that happened during freeze-up.

This not in correct chronological order, but I think that 
one of the most interesting things that I witnessed 
during the freeze-up was the New Year’s Feast 
that they held in my school on New Year’s Day.
  
Everybody contributed food to this feast, except me.  
I had no food to contribute, so I got stuck for $15.00

I was invited to the feast, but although I made my appearance,
I did not eat anything because the food looked singularly unappetizing.
For instance, the Indians just love lard, and one of the
main delicacies of the feast was a lump of cold lard
weighing about a quarter of a pound.  The lard was bad enough,
but the fellow that was serving it had extremely dirty hands,
and he used one very dirty finger to scrape the lard
off the serving knife onto the plates.



Bannock



Another mainstay of the feast was bannock,
and a third item on the menu was oatmeal porridge.
The Indians love to put their lard on their porridge.
This wouldn’t be too bad if they ate it immediately,
but everything has to be served to everyone before anyone eats.
As a result, the horrible taste of the cold lard is compounded
by the equally horrible taste of the cold porridge.

You will have to excuse my spelling in this edition,
for it is bad enough at the best of times, but tonight Duncan
and Brian are over, and I’m trying to actively participate in
a four way conversation as well as type, 
with the result that I am missing about half the conversation
and am making lots of mistakes in spelling.  
(Dad’s roommate Uno was there too.)



Dad and Duncan
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Dad and Brian
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Uno Before the Guests Arrive
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To get back to the feast and the Indian insistence on a fair division,
somebody donated twenty pounds of hard candy for the feast.
There were some thirty-five people at the feast, and they counted
the whole cotton pickin’ twenty pounds into thirty-five equal piles. 


Hard Candy


Seven piles ended up one piece short, 
and a rather heated argument ensued, 
but after a while it was settled, by the measure of giving
the Indians who were short the candy one extra cigarette each.
Thank goodness the cigarettes came out even, 
or we would still be there.

The feast lasted from one in the afternoon till about five, 
and three of those hours were spent in dividing the food.

Well, I have to either stop typing or stop talking, so I guess I had better sign off.  
It wouldn’t be polite to ask my guests to stop talking.





Bye now,
Love, Don


© M. Louise (MacBeath) Barbour/Fundy Blue
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The closest I've come
to tasting delicacies
such as these
was eating
Navajo fry bread
baked over an open fire
by Susie Yazee
in Monument Valley.
And it was delicious!


Susie Yazee in her hogan.
Wikimedia












Well, except for the hard candy ~
that was a Christmas mainstay in our home
throughout the years.






Till next time ~
Fundy Blue


Bay of Fundy out of Westport, Brier Island
© M. Louise (MacBeath) Barbour/Fundy Blue
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Notes:  

1  Lard:
     Lard is fat from the abdomen of a pig that is rendered and clarified for cooking.  Google

2.  Bannock:
      Bannock is a traditional Ojibwa and Cree flat bread made with salt, lard, baking flour,
      flour and water.  It could be cooked over an open fire or in an oven.  nativetech

3.  Uno:  Dad's roommate and teacher at the Catholic school.

4.  Duncan MacRae:
     Duncan worked for the Department of Transport,
     and his duties included running the DOT Weather Station.

5.  Brian Booth:  The clerk at the Hudson Bay Post.

6.  A Personal Note:
      Still no internet access.  I have northern posts written and scheduled to post automatically.   
      If I can get online, I will reply to any comments and try to visit as many  blogs as I can.   
      Sorry about that!  I'll be back soon! 



For Map Lovers Like Me:

Lansdowne House, Ontario

11 comments:

  1. I love maps too! Thanks for sharing these letters with us, they're so fascinating.

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  2. Cold lard, one of the most unappetising things I can think of, other than cabbage!!! See you when internet access comes back, Meantime, we are almost into winter, it starts in real time on June first!!!What a letter, what a night to remember.

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  3. They had to wait until everyone was served? That's nuts. And people were upset they were one piece of candy short? Get over it!

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  4. Very interesting cultural observation about "the Indian insistence on a fair division." Quite a contrast to our own.

    I've had bannock a couple of times, at a pow-wow near Winnipeg and here at Fort Edmonton Park one summer. It's okay. And of course, hard candy was always part of our Christmas too when I was a kid. The biggest treat was hard ribbon candy.

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  5. Who a cigarette to fill in for candy, never get away with that today lol blah, I'd never go near anything with such dirty hands giving it out.

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  6. I remember those hard candies...we called them "humbugs" back then when I was a little girl. So nice to see your post, dearest Louise. Your father was a great communicator from what I see from reading his letters. Love and hugs to you. :)

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  7. The Indians must have had a great sense of equality. Everyone must get their fair share. I can see how an argument would have happened if someone got more. I think it was a good quality to have in the tribe where no one was above the others. But it must have been hard to sit there with cold food while waiting for things to be settled. Your dad integrated well into their society but he drew the line at eating lard.

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  8. Lard and cold portage sounds terrible, but I enjoyed seeing the photos. Interesting times.

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  9. I wish more of the world's social problems could be solved by seven cigarettes. Equity and parity are important and the attention was justified. Fascinating account. Thanks!

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  10. Well your father knew what he liked and didn't like. I would have to agree that it didn't sound at all appetizing. To each his own I guess.
    Hard candy....always a mainstay in our family as well, Louise. We also would have 'clear toys' which was a very hard candy and was made in Amherst, N.S I believe. Can still get it.

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  11. Wow, that's interesting.
    I prefer chewy candies personally though. :)

    Thanks for sharing this letter.

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