Word: hampshireman
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...shining, a gentle breeze is blowing from the west, and the temperature is 84°. The lake is not far away. Blissful, you may murmur, if the gentle breeze and the lapping of the lake let you get a murmur in edgewise. But the New Hampshireman is not at ease with bliss. He knows that there is a catch to it. Finding and cherishing catches is a matter with which he is entirely at ease...
...hard truth that winter is nearly upon us. What's left of summer? A scrap of September. Good weather of a crisp and forbidding sort may continue through the first couple of weeks of October. That's it; finito. No point in getting comfortable. The New Hampshireman admires winter for its length and awfulness, and for the way in which it bears out his view of the world, but he does not look forward to it. Not looking forward to winter is his philosophy. But that is too simple. A flatlander who finds one of us sunk...
...some worms have turned, and the New Hampshire primary is once again spreading uneasiness among journalists and politicians. Properly speaking, it is The Primary, since it comes first and all other such exercises come later and therefore are not primary but secondary, tertiary and so on. To the New Hampshireman such nicety of nomenclature does not matter, however, since he pays no attention to the subsequent and lesser political disturbances that precede the election. He makes his mind up early, and he is a hard judge. In 1964, for instance, it was not Senator Barry Goldwater's warlike remarks...
...Ayuh." (I am now, though only in fantasy, being interviewed by the network's No. 2 talker. My friend the town clerk is so beset by journalists in search of the average New Hampshireman that he speaks only to Theodore White and James Reston, and I am the likeliest interview subject that the No. 2 talker could come up with. We are standing in my wood lot, surrounded by beechwood slash and camera cables. Since this is a carefully produced fantasy, I am wearing a DeKalb Seed Corn baseball cap, a green-and-black checked wool shirt, Ralph Lauren...
...first time in Dwight Eisenhower's years in office, the White House last week was headed for a new pace and temper in its vital inner workings. Five days after flinty New Hampshireman Sherman Adams took to television (surprising some viewers with his warmth) to announce his retirement as the President's chief of staff, the President named Adams' successor: Alabama's Wilton Burton Persons, 62, Adams' admiring but totally dissimilar deputy. With Persons in charge, said a White House wag, the difference would be like that between hard cider and mellow bourbon...