
After nine, possible
ten months, the first casualty to black and first blood to
Mr. Bathgate (Cxd5). My addled brain has no means of conjuring an imaginary board and the positions of each piece, and so every few weeks I physically reconfigure each army and try to imagine what devious plans my opponent might have. One of my dear sisters, fresh from a visit to Shanghai, was kind enough to find me a new chess board. Lacquered and ornamental, the pawns, bishops and King are all the same in shape and stature, and the men all have
cues, so the pieces presumably represent a Qing dynasty court.
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