Whether or not it is at Grover's Corners or at
Bennie'’s Corhers the comedy-drama of youth goes om» It happened
to be at Bemie's Corners where the young boy Naismith found
that necessity was really the mother of inventions

Dre Naismith's 189epage book, Basketball, is an entertaine
ing historical story of the games To all lovers of basketball
it should furnish @ happy and a profitable evening's entertainments

It is more than thise It is a charming though modest
autobiography of a modest man, told with a wnique naivete which
gprang from the soul of the narrators

One Jume day in 1926 I sat with Dre Naismith under
& spreading Canadian Maple at Bemie's Corners in Almonte, Canada,
Here I met Uncle Peter who reared young Naismith. I even saw the
casket which Uncle Peter, after the fashion of Canada’s frugal
pioneers in their northern woods, had skilifully built and
polished so that it would be in readiness for the time which
would inevitably overtake hime Of late, Unele Peter had taken
to sleeping in his casket-eperhaps to get accustomed to ite

It was & rere privilege to find Dre Naismith at the
source of his nativity»

, A man who could claim that group of contemporaries
for friends could not have been an ordinary mang Robert Tait
MeKengzie, Dre Luther Gulick, his clasamates, Amos Alonzo Stagg
and @ host of otherse From them, as well as from his genteel
origins, he learned the manners of a gentleman and the glories
of unselfish achievements