CHESS NOTES.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume 44, Issue 13599, 25 July 1918, Page 3

CHESS NOTES.

(By "Pawn.")

STRATAGEMS.

A somewhat similar position'to that illustrated below often occurs in actual play. Experience of such things enables you to see and grasp your chance. Over and over again, in the end game, one side or the other makes a frantic effort to queen a pawn; the opponent with a threatening rook calmly smokes on in quiet confidence. Try and get this or something like it on to him; it's what might be termed "asphyxiating his rook." (He'll wish for a minute ho could asphyxiate you.) Black.

White. (1) White: R—KB2. Black: R x X (must). (2) Xt —Bb check. K—Kt4. (3) Xt —Q4 check. X moves. (4) Xt —KB3, and the P will queeu. More Hints. —Don't forget circumstances alter cases, but.usually— It is a sound principle to establish a majority of pawns on the side on which the kings have not castled. Tho shortest and simplest way of win. ning is ever the best. Unless thore is some exceptionally good reason, don't send your queen snapping up distant pawns. The possibility of advancing a passed pawn to its queening square by a sacri. lice should never bo far away from the mind of a chess player. I Read the last two hints in conjunction and look around as to what's doing before making your move. CHESS HUMOUR. From th e Front — A sub. in the trenches named Lotion, Said, "By Jove, I've a certain promotion!'' Asked his meaning to stato, He said "P .to QB," What ho meant —well, thoy hadn't a notion. Two members of tho Club were hotly discussing the merits of a problem. Fin. ally one of them (himself a composer) said: "No, J—, you cannot appreciate it. You never composed a problem yourself." "No," retorted J—, "and I never laid an egg, but I'm a bettor judge of an omelet than any hen." Suggestions are invited as to the best form of punishment for a problem editor who gives a wrong solution. Boiling oil has already been considered and turned down. A CHESS PROBLEM. We met, as strangers, long ago, Where blue Geneva droams, below The Dent dv Midi frozen snow; A lotus land of loveliness, Where edelweiss and lilies grow; Did you forget? I would not guess: I oniy know —we playod at chess. We parted, smiling, long ago: Yet now, when summer breezes blow, Sometimes I wonder what you know Of life, of love, of loveliness: Or have you learnt what Death can show? Did you forgot? I cannot guess: I only know —we played at chess.