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Wednesday, December 12, 2018

C035. Mr. Fox and Miss Goose

1. Mr. Fox and Miss Goose. Text Source: Nights with Uncle Remus by Joel Chandler Harris. Online at Project Gutenberg. I have removed the frame material and standardized the spelling; click here for the original spelling plus all notes to the story.


MR. FOX and MISS GOOSE


There here gooses is mighty curious fowls; they are mighty curious. In old times they was amongst the big-bugs, and in them days, when old Miss Goose begun a-dining, all the quality was there. Likewise, and neither was they stuck-up, 'cause with all their carrying-ons, Miss Goose weren't too proud for to take in washing for the neighborhoods, and she make money, and get slick and fat.

This the way matters stand when one day Brer Fox and Brer Rabbit, they was sitting up at the cotton-patch, one on one side the fence, and the other one on the other side, going on with one another, when first news they know, they hear something—blim, blim, blim!

Brer Fox, he ask what that fuss is, and Brer Rabbit, he up and respond that it's old Miss Goose down at the spring. Then Brer Fox, he up and ask what she doing, and Brer Rabbit, he say, sezee, that she battling clothes. That what they call it them days. These times, they rubs clothes on these here boards what got furrows in 'em, but them days they just took and took the clothes and lay 'em out on a bench, and catch hold of the battling-stick and naturally paddle the filling out of 'em.

When Brer Fox year that old Miss Goose was down there dabbling in soapsuds and washing clothes, he sort of lick he chops, and allow that some of these odd-come-shorts he going to call and pay he respects.

The minute he say that, Brer Rabbit, he know something was up, and he allow to hisself that he expect he better whirl in and have some fun whiles it going on.

By and by Brer Fox up and say to Brer Rabbit that he pleased to be moving along towards home, and with that they both say good-bye.

Brer Fox, he put out to where his family was, but Brer Rabbit, he slip 'round, he did, and call on old Miss Goose. Old Miss Goose she was down at the spring, washing, and boiling, and battling clothes; but Brer Rabbit he march up and ask her howdy, and then she took and ask Brer Rabbit howdy.

"I'd shake hands 'long with you, Brer Rabbit," says she, "but they are all full of suds," says she.

"No matter 'bout that, Miss Goose," says Brer Rabbit, says he, "so long as yo' will's good," says he.

After old Miss Goose and Brer Rabbit done pass the time of day with one another, Brer Rabbit, he ask her, he did, how she come on these days, and Miss Goose say, mighty poorly.

"I'm gettin' stiff an' I'm gettin' clumsy," says she, "an' mo' than that I'm gettin' blind," says she. "Just 'fore you happen along, Brer Rabbit, I drop my specs in the tub here, an' if you'd've come 'long 'bout that time," says old Miss Goose, says she, "I lay I'd've took you for that nasty, audacious Brer Fox, an' it'd've been a born blessing if I hadn't've scald you with a pan of boilin' suds," says she. "I'm that glad I found my specs I don't know what to do," says old Miss Goose, says she.

Then Brer Rabbit, he up and say that being as how Sis Goose done fetch up Brer Fox name, he got something for to tell her, and then he let out about Brer Fox going to call on her.

"He comin'," says Brer Rabbit, says he; "he comin' sure, an' when he come it'll be just 'fore day," says he.

With that, old Miss Goose wipe her hands on her apron, and put her specs up on her forehead, and look like she done got trouble in her mind.


"Lords-a-mercy!" says she, "supposin' he come, Brer Rabbit! What I going do? And there ain't a man 'bout the house, neither," says she.

Then Brer Rabbit, he shut one eye, and he say, says he, "Sis Goose, the time done come when you pleased to roost high. You look like you got the dropsy," says he, "but don't mind that, 'cause if you don't roost high, you are a goner," says he.


Then old Miss Goose ask Brer Rabbit what she going do, and Brer Rabbit he up and tell Miss Goose that she must go home and tie up a bundle of the white folks' clothes, and put 'em on the bed, and then she must fly up on a rafter, and let Brer Fox grab the clothes and run off with 'em.

Old Miss Goose say she much obliged, and she took and took her things and waddle off home, and that night she do like Brer Rabbit say with the bundle of clothes, and then she sent word to Mr. Dog, and Mr. Dog he come down, and say he'd sort of sit up with her.

Just before day, here come Brer Fox creeping up, and he went and push on the door easy, and the door open, and he see something white on the bed which he took for Miss Goose, and he grab it and run.

About that time Mr. Dog sail out from under the house, he did, and if Brer Fox hadn't've dropped the clothes, he'd've got caught.

From dat, word went 'round that Brer Fox been trying to steal Miss Goose clothes, and he come mighty nigh losing his standing at Miss Meadows.

Down to this day, Brer Fox believe that Brer Rabbit was the occasion of Mr. Dog being in the neighborhoods at that time of night, and Brer Rabbit ain't dispute it. The bad feeling 'twixt Brer Fox and Mr. Dog start right there, and it's been a-going on till now they ain't get in smelling distance of one another without there's a row.


Friday, May 27, 2016

C035. Baer (p. 59). Mr. Fox and Miss Goose
This is Chase035.

Types ATU1115 attempted murder with hatchet
Motifs K0525.1 substituted object left in bed while intended victim escapes
Notes
Gerber has no parallel but Klippe has ten African stories that are ATU1115, and Clarke has six that are K0525.1

Baer: "It could conceivably have been brought from Africa and reinforced and modified by the Anglo-American tradition. It would have to be called an Indo-European/Afro/Afro-American tale."

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

C035. Mr. Fox and Miss Goose (original spelling)

1. Mr. Fox and Miss Goose. Text Source: Nights with Uncle Remus by Joel Chandler Harris. Online at Project Gutenberg. I have removed the frame material; click here for the standardized spelling plus all notes to the story.


MR. FOX and MISS GOOSE

Deze yer gooses is mighty kuse fowls; deyer mighty kuse. In ole times dey wuz 'mongs de big-bugs, en in dem days, w'en ole Miss Goose gun a-dinin', all de quality wuz dere. Likewise, en needer wuz dey stuck-up, kase wid all der kyar'n's on, Miss Goose wer'n't too proud fer ter take in washin' fer de neighborhoods, en she make money, en get slick en fat.

Dis de way marters stan' w'en one day Brer Fox en Brer Rabbit, dey wuz settin' up at de cotton-patch, one on one side de fence, en t'er one on t'er side, gwine on wid one er n'er, w'en fus' news dey know, dey year sump'n—blim, blim, blim!

Brer Fox, he ax w'at dat fuss is, en Brer Rabbit, he up'n 'spon' dat it's ole Miss Goose down at de spring. Den Brer Fox, he up'n ax w'at she doin', en Brer Rabbit, he say, sezee, dat she battlin' cloze. Dat w'at dey call it dem days. Deze times, dey rubs cloze on deze yer bodes w'at got furrers in um, but dem days dey des tuck'n tuck de cloze en lay um out on a bench, en ketch holt er de battlin'-stick en natally paddle de fillin' outen um.

W'en Brer Fox year dat ole Miss Goose wuz down dar dabblin' in soapsuds en washin' cloze, he sorter lick he chops, en 'low dat some er dese odd-come-shorts he gwine ter call en pay he 'specks. De minnit he say dat, Brer Rabbit, he know sump'n' 'uz up, en he 'low ter hisse'f dat he 'speck he better whirl in en have some fun w'iles it gwine on. Bimeby Brer Fox up'n say ter Brer Rabbit dat he bleedzd ter be movin' 'long todes home, en wid dat dey bofe say good-bye.

Brer Fox, he put out ter whar his fambly wuz, but Brer Rabbit, he slip 'roun', he did, en call on ole Miss Goose. Ole Miss Goose she wuz down at de spring, washin', en b'ilin', en battlin' cloze; but Brer Rabbit he march up en ax her howdy, en den she tuck'n ax Brer Rabbit howdy.

"I'd shake han's 'long wid you, Brer Rabbit," sez she, "but dey er all full er suds," sez she.

"No marter 'bout dat, Miss Goose," sez Brer Rabbit, sezee, "so long ez yo' will's good," sezee.

Atter ole Miss Goose en Brer Rabbit done pass de time er day wid one er n'er, Brer Rabbit, he ax 'er, he did, how she come on deze days, en Miss Goose say, mighty po'ly.

"I'm gittin' stiff en I'm gittin' clumpsy," sez she, "en mo'n dat I'm gittin' bline," sez she. "Des 'fo' you happen 'long, Brer Rabbit, I drap my specks in de tub yer, en ef you'd 'a' come 'long 'bout dat time," sez ole Miss Goose, sez she, "I lay I'd er tuck you for dat nasty, owdashus Brer Fox, en it ud er bin a born blessin' ef I had n't er scald you wid er pan er b'ilin' suds," sez she. "I'm dat glad I foun' my specks I dunner w'at ter do," sez ole Miss Goose, sez she.

Den Brer Rabbit, he up'n say dat bein's how Sis Goose done fotch up Brer Fox name, he got sump'n' fer ter tell 'er, en den he let out 'bout Brer Fox gwine ter call on 'er.

"He comin'," sez Brer Rabbit, sezee; "he comin' sho', en w'en he come hit 'll be des 'fo' day," sezee.

Wid dat, ole Miss Goose wipe 'er han's on 'er apun, en put 'er specks up on 'er forrerd, en look lak she done got trouble in 'er mine.

"Laws-a-massy!" sez she, "spozen he come, Brer Rabbit! W'at I gwine do? En dey aint a man 'bout de house, n'er," sez she.

Den Brer Rabbit, he shot one eye, en he say, sezee, "Sis Goose, de time done come w'en you bleedzd ter roos' high. You look lak you got de dropsy," sezee, "but don't mine dat, kase ef you don't roos' high, youer goner," sezee.

Den ole Miss Goose ax Brer Rabbit w'at she gwine do, en Brer Rabbit he up en tell Miss Goose dat she mus' go home en tie up a bundle er de w'ite folks' cloze, en put um on de bed, en den she mus' fly up on a rafter, en let Brer Fox grab de cloze en run off wid um.

Ole Miss Goose say she much 'blige, en she tuck'n tuck her things en waddle off home, en dat night she do lak Brer Rabbit say wid de bundle er cloze, en den she sont wud ter Mr. Dog, en Mr. Dog he come down, en say he'd sorter set up wid 'er.

Des 'fo' day, yer come Brer Fox creepin' up, en he went en push on de do' easy, en de do' open, en he see sump'n' w'ite on de bed w'ich he took fer Miss Goose, en he grab it en run.

'Bout dat time Mr. Dog sail out fum und' de house, he did, en ef Brer Fox had n't er drapt de cloze, he'd er got kotch.

Fum dat, wud went 'roun' dat Brer Fox bin tryin' ter steal Miss Goose cloze, en he come mighty nigh losin' his stannin' at Miss Meadows.

Down ter dis day, Brer Fox b'leeve dat Brer Rabbit wuz de 'casion er Mr. Dog bein' in de neighborhoods at dat time er night, en Brer Rabbit aint 'spute it. De bad feelin' 'twix' Brer Fox en Mr. Dog start right dar, en hits bin agwine on twel now dey aint git in smellin' distuns er one er n'er widout dey's a row.