My father used to make clubs. He would cut
down a tree with the shape of a club, that had a bend in it, you know. He took
it home. He would cut it again the size that the club ought to be the length,
you know. The part that was to be in it had a sort of bend in it. And he would
put that at the back of the fire for two or three days, not burning but on the
fire in a way, but not letting it burn out but with the heat of the fire it
made the wood bend. They could bend it with their hands, you know, with the
heat of the fire. So they made their own clubs always. And very good clubs they
were as far as strength was concerned, but I don't know if they were as good
for playing as the bought ones, you know, but they could do it all right.
Maclean
wrote of his visit to Mrs Ferguson on the 27th of July as follows:
After lunchtime, I went over to visit
Mrs Ferguson, an old woman. I went over to see her about three o’clock in the
afternoon. She’s a handsome old woman and is aged about ninety. She was brought
up in Laggan and speaks Gaelic. I took down a short anecdote from her but I didn’t
wish to do more than that on the first day at all. After I returned home I
spent a while transcribing. After that I went over to visit Donald Finlayson. I
was there until around midnight.
No
mention is made by the informant about the type of wood that was used but
traditionally the caman was made from ash, and, these days, hickory is also
used. Maclean was an enthusiastic fan of shinty and its Irish equivalent hurley. Recalling Maclean’s last trip to Dublin, Seán Ó Súilleabháin (1903–1996),
a colleague and close friend, wrote of how they spent their last week together:
In 1957 Calum lost his left arm in an
operation. By that time too, his hearing had become still more impaired, but he
bore these afflictions with stoic courage, and even his sense of humour survived.
He wrote to me in the summer of 1958 to say that he wished to come to Dublin to
see the All-Ireland Hurling Final at Croke Park. We went to the game together,
and he spent a week with me, renewing old acquaintances, still gay and laughing
as had been his wont.
References:
Calum
I. Maclean, The Highlands (Inbhir
Nis: Club Leabhar, 1975)SSS NB 14, pp. 1225–26
Image:
Shinty
sticks / Camain
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