writings a top humming on ice was used as a figure of rapid motion,
and such comparisons are quite frequent with old German poets. This
one, which incidentally proves that top cords were used at the time, is
particularly striking:
“Ez gewan ine topfe
Vor geiseln solhen umbeswanc,
Als sî mich âne minen danc
Mit slegen umb und umle treip.”[248]
In the Indian archipelago many stone[249] as well as wooden tops are
used. Ten Kate gives illustrations of massive yellow painted wooden
ones from there. The conical shape is about the same as with our own
tops, but it lacks the horizontal grooves.[250] We have Andrée’s
authority for the statement that children in Egypt, China, Siam, and
Burmah are fond of spinning tops,[251] some Indians having top cords
with three thongs.[252]
Skipping stones on ice, as all boys love to do, is dignified in Bavaria
and Austria into a game called “Eisschiessen,” in which heavy and
carefully polished stone discs with a handle on top are slid over the
frozen surface. Gutsmuths says:[253] “This game is played zealously in
town and village, and the sturdy sportsmen allow no stress of weather,
no untoward circumstance, to interfere with this their winter’s fun.
Even the boys have their ice sticks to beguile the way to school. High
and low take part in the healthful sport; and as in the Tyrol the
village pastor must not fail in archery, so here he enters the lists
as a matador of the icy course.” The Scotch use for the same purpose
semispherical curling stones from twenty to thirty kilogrammes in
weight, and provided with an iron or wooden handle.[254]
Skipping and bouncing, which again call forth the impression of life
depending on our own exertions, are prominent in the two very popular
and primitive games in which the ball and disc show us another side
of their Protean adaptability. One consists of throwing the ball to
the floor with such force that it rebounds, and meeting it with a blow
as it comes up so that it is struck back again, and the process is
repeated indefinitely. Swiss girls sing a little verse in time with the
strokes:
“Bälleli ufe, Bällile abe
Gump mir nit in nasse Grabe!
Gump mir an en trockne Fleck,
Gump mir nit in nasse Dreck,” etc.[255]
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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