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Re: No Jeopardy: This poet shared the bill with a piano-playing dog

#831706
From: Will Dockery
Date: Fri, 12 Aug 2022 02:25
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On Friday, August 12, 2022 at 5:08:12 AM UTC-4, HC wrote:
> On Friday, August 12, 2022 at 5:05:46 AM UTC-4, Will Dockery wrote: 
> > On Friday, August 12, 2022 at 2:49:31 AM UTC-4, george...@yahoo.ca wrote: 
> > > On 2022-08-10 7:29 p.m., Victor H. wrote: 
> > > > George J. Dance wrote: 
> > > >> 
> > > >> I haven't noticed NG around lately. For those who've missed their 
> > > >> Jeopardy questions, maybe this will tide you over. So welcome to No 
> > > >> Jeopardy. 
> > > > 
> > > >> This poet once recited before his country's head of government, 
> > > >> sharing the bill with a piano-playing dog. 
> > > > 
> > > > Good one, I thought maybe Robert Frost but I'm not sure... 
> > > I just gave Ash the correct question, so you get the story. Mind you, 
> > > it's one I read years ago, I don't remember the source (I think an old 
> > > /Reader's Digest/.) I haven't been able to find a source online, so this 
> > > is purely from memory. It's a story that Duncan Campbell Scott liked to 
> > > tell: 
> > > 
> > > Scott was a famous Canadian poet, one of the Confederation Group, who 
> > > worked as a bureaucrat in federal the Department of Indian Affairs. One 
> > > day the Prime Minister, William Lyon Mackenzie King, invited him to a 
> > > formal dinner at the PM's residence. Scott expected he'd have to recite 
> > > his poetry as after-dinner entertainmnent, but you don't turn down the 
> > > PM if you work for him. (There was no tenure for civil servants in those 
> > > days.) So Scott went to dinner. 
> > > 
> > > After dinner, everyone withdrew to the main salon. But, rather than 
> > > introducing Scott, King had his Irish setter, Pat, brought in. Pat ran 
> > > to the grand piano. hopped on the stool, and began banging his paws on 
> > > the keyboard and howling. After a few minutes, he stopped, jumped down 
> > > again, and was led away. 
> > > 
> > > Then King turned to the poet and said: "All right, Scott. It's your turn 
> > > now." 
> > I'm not very familiar with Scott yet, although I've read about the Confederation Group. 
> > 
> > This is a good prompt to read some of Duncan Campbell Scott's poetry soon. 
> > 
> 
> Namaste 🙏

Good morning.

🙂

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