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Tuesday, December 11, 2018

C075. Fox, Rabbit, and Their Families

41. Aunt Tempy's Story. 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.


BRER FOX, BRER RABBIT,
and THEIR FAMILIES

In the times when Brer Rabbit and Brer Fox live in the same settlement with one another the season's took and come wrong. The weather got hot and then a long dry drought set in, and it seem lik that the natural leaf on the trees was going to turn to powder.

The leaf on the trees look like they going to turn to powder, and the ground look like it done been cooked. All the truck what the critters plant was all parched up, and they weren't no crops made nowheres. They don't know what to do. They run this a-way, they run that a-way; Yet when they quit running they don't know where they bread coming from. 

This the way it look to Brer Fox, and so one day when he got a mighty hankering after something sort of juicy, he meet Brer Rabbit in the lane, and he ask him, says he, "Brer Rabbit, where'bouts our bread coming from?"

Brer Rabbit, he bow, he did, and answer, says he, "Look like it might be coming from nowhere," says he.

He joke, and joke, but by and by, he ain't feel like no more joking, and then he up and say, says he, that him and Brer Fox better start out and take their families with 'em to town and swap 'em off for some fresh-ground meal; and Brer Fox say, says he, that that look mighty fair and square, and then they took and make they agreements.

Brer Fox was to supply the wagon and team, and he promise that he going to catch he family and tie 'em hard and fast with a red twine string. Brer Rabbit he say, says he, that he going to catch he family and tie 'em all, and meet Brer Fox at the fork of the road.

Sure 'nough, soon in the morning, when Brer Fox draw up with he wagon, he holler "Whoa!" and Brer Rabbit he took and holler back, "Whoa yo'self!" and then Brer Fox know they was all there. Brer Fox, he took and sat up on the seat, and all of he family, they was a-laying under the seat. Brer Rabbit, he took and put all he family in the behind end of the wagon, and he say, says he, that he expect he better sit back there till they get sort of used to they surrounderlings, and then Brer Fox crack he whip, and off they went towards town. Brer Fox, he holler every once in a while, says he, "No noddin' back there, Brer Rabbit!"

Brer Rabbit he holler back, says he, "Brer Fox, you miss the ruts an' the rocks, an' I'll miss the noddin'."

But all that time, bless your soul! Brer Rabbit was sitting there untying he old woman and he children, which they was seven of 'em. When he get 'em all untie, Brer Rabbit, he took and hoist hisself on the seat 'long of Brer Fox, and they sat there and talk and laugh 'bout the all-sorts of times they going to have when they get the corn meal. Brer Fox says, says he, he going to bake hoecake; Brer Rabbit says, says he, he going to make ashcake.

Just 'bout this time one of Brer Rabbit's children raise hisself up easy and hop out the wagon. Miss Fox, she sing out, 
One from seven
Don't leave eleven.

Brer Fox hunch he old woman with he foot for to make her keep still. By and by another little Rabbit pop up and hop out. Miss Fox say, says she, 
One from six
Leaves me less kicks.

Brer Fox go on talking to Brer Rabbit, and Brer Rabbit go on talking to Brer Fox, and it weren't so mighty long 'fore all Brer Rabbit family done pop up and dive out the wagon, and every time one'd go Miss Fox she'd fit it like she did the others.
One from five
Leaves four alive;
One from four
Leaves three and no more;
One from three
Leaves two to go free;
One from one,
And all done gone.

Brer Fox look 'round after while, and when he see that all Brer Rabbit family done gone, he lean back and holler "Whoa!" and then he say, says he, "In the name of goodness, Brer Rabbit! Where all yo' folks?"

Brer Rabbit look 'round, and then he make like he crying. He just fairly boohooed, and he say, says he, "There now, Brer Fox! I just know'd that if I put my poor little childrens in there with yo' folks they'd get et up. I just knowed it!"

Old Miss Fox, she just vow she ain't touch Brer Rabbit family. But Brer Fox, he been wanting a piece of 'em all the way, and he begrudge 'em so that he get mighty mad with he old woman and the childrens, and he say, says he, "You can just make the most of that, 'cause I'm a-goin' to bid you good riddance this very day." And, sure 'nough, Brer Fox took and took he whole family to town and trade 'em off for corn.

Brer Rabbit was with 'em, just as big as life and twice as natural. They start back, they did, and when they get four or five mile out of town, it come 'cross Brer Fox mind that he done come away and left a plug of tobacco in the store, and he say he pleased to go back after it.

Brer Rabbit, he say, says he, that he'll stay and take care of the wagon, while Brer Fox can run back and get he tobacco. 

Soon as Brer Fox get out of sight, Brer Rabbit laid the horses under line and lash and drove the wagon home, and put the horses in he own stable, and the corn in the smoke-house, and the wagon in the barn, and then he put some corn in he pocket, and cut the horses' tails off, and went back up the road till he come to a quagmire, and in that he stick the tails and wait for Brer Fox.

After while here he come, and then Brer Rabbit begun to holler and pull at the tails. He say, says he, "Run here, Brer Fox! Run here! You are just in time if you ain't too late. Run here, Brer Fox! Run here!"

Brer Fox, he runned and jerk Brer Rabbit away, and say, says he, "Get out the way, Brer Rabbit! You too little! Get out the way, and let a man catch hold."

Brer Fox took hold, and he fetched one big pull, and I let you know that was the onliest pull he make, 'cause the tails come out and he turn a back somersault. He jump up, he did, and begun to grabble in the quagmire just as hard as he can.

Brer Rabbit, he stand by, and drop some corn in unbeknownst to Brer Fox, and this make him grabble worse and worse, and he grabble so hard and he grabble so long that it weren't long 'fore he fall down dead, and so that was the last of old Brer Fox in that day and time.



Saturday, June 18, 2016

C075. Baer (p. 90). Aunt Tempy's Story

This is Chase075.

Types 1004I Pigs' tails
0072A Dupe digs till he dies of exhaustion
Motifs
K0404.1 pigs tails
K1061 Dupe digs till he dies of exhaustion
K0231.1. mutual agreement to sacrifice family members in famine

Notes
See notes to Chase074 and Chase073.

Although Type72 fitsone type of the tale, Baer notes that "it actually refers to quite another story which Thompson summarizes briefly under K1061"

Baer concludes: "For the first part of Nights 39 and 41, and for all of Nights 40, the evidence points to an African source. For th e"tails in the ground" portion of 39 and 41, the immediate source coul be either Europe or Africa although, it it is Europe, that leaves the problem of transmission still unresolved."

Thursday, June 18, 2015

C075. Fox, Rabbit, and Their Families (original spelling)

41. Aunt Tempy's Story. Text Source: Nights with Uncle Remus by Joel Chandler Harris. Online at Project Gutenberg. You can click here for the standardized spelling plus all notes to the story.


BRER FOX, BRER RABBIT,
and THEIR FAMILIES

The little boy observed that Aunt Tempy was very much interested in Daddy Jack's story. She made no remarks while the old African was telling it, but she was busily engaged in measuring imaginary quilt patterns on her apron with her thumb and forefinger,—a sure sign that her interest had been aroused. When Daddy Jack had concluded—when, with a swift, sweeping gesture of his wrinkled hand, he cut the cord and allowed Brother Wolf to perish ignominiously—Aunt Tempy drew a long breath, and said:

[242]"Dat ar tale come 'cross me des like a dream. Hit put me in mine er one w'at I year w'en I wuz little bit er gal. Look like I kin see myse'f right now, settin' flat down on de h'ath lis'nin' at ole Unk Monk. You know'd ole Unk Monk, Brer Remus. You bleeze ter know'd 'im. Up dar in Ferginny. I 'clar' ter goodness, it make me feel right foolish. Brer Remus, I des know you know'd Unk Monk."

For the first time in many a day the little boy saw Uncle Remus in a serious mood. He leaned forward in his chair, shook his head sadly, as he gazed into the fire.

"Ah, Lord, Sis Tempy!" he exclaimed sorrowfully, "don't less we all go foolin' 'roun' 'mungs' dem ole times. De bes' kinder bread gits sour. W'at's yistiddy wid us wuz 'fo' de worl' begun wid dish yer chile. Dat 's de way I looks at it."

"Dat 's de Lord's trufe, Brer Remus," exclaimed Aunt Tempy with unction, "un I mighty glad you call me ter myse'f. Little mo' un I'd er sot right yer un 'a' gone 'way back to Ferginny, un all on 'count er dat ar tale w'at I year long time ago."

"What tale was that, Aunt Tempy?" asked the little boy.

"Eh-eh, honey!" replied Aunt Tempy, with a display of genuine bashfulness; "eh-eh, honey! I 'fraid you all 'll set up dar un laugh me outer de house. I aint dast ter tell no tale 'long side er Brer Remus un Daddy Jack yer. I 'fraid I git it all mix up."

[243]The child manifested such genuine disappointment that Aunt Tempy relented a little.

"Ef you all laugh, now," she said, with a threatening air, "I'm des gwine ter pick up en git right out er dish yer place. Dey aint ter be no laughin', 'kaze de tale w'at I year in Ferginny aint no laughin' tale."

With this understanding Aunt Tempy adjusted her head-handkerchief, looked around rather sheepishly, as Uncle Remus declared afterwards in confidence to the little boy, and began:

"Well, den, in de times w'en Brer Rabbit un Brer Fox live in de same settlement wid one er 'n'er, de season's tuck'n come wrong. De wedder got hot un den a long dry drouth sot in, un it seem like dat de nat'al leaf on de trees wuz gwine ter tu'n ter powder."

Aunt Tempy emphasized her statements by little backward and forward movements of her head, and the little boy would have laughed, but a warning glance from Uncle Remus prevented him.

"De leaf on de trees look like dey gwine ter tu'n ter powder, un de groun' look like it done bin cookt. All de truck w'at de creeturs plant wuz all parched up, un dey wa'n't no crops made nowhars. Dey dunner w'at ter do. Dey run dis a-way, dey run dat a-way; yit w'en dey quit runnin' dey dunner whar dey bread comin' frun. Dis de way it look ter Brer Fox, un so one day w'en he got a mighty hankerin' atter sumpin' sorter joosy, he meet Brer Rabbit in de lane, un he ax um, sezee:

"'Brer Rabbit, whar'bouts our bread comin' frun?'

[244]"Brer Rabbit, he bow, he did, un answer, sezee:

"'Look like it mought be comin' frun nowhar,' sezee."

"You see dat, honey!" exclaimed Uncle Remus, condescending to give the story the benefit of his patronage; "You see dat! Brer Rabbit wuz allus a-waitin' a chance fer ter crack he jokes."

"Yas, Lord!" Aunt Tempy continued, with considerable more animation; "he joke, un joke, but bimeby, he aint feel like no mo' jokin', un den he up'n say, sezee, dat him un Brer Fox better start out'n take der fammerlies wid um ter town un swap um off for some fresh-groun' meal; un Brer Fox say, sezee, dat dat look mighty fa'r un squar', un den dey tuck'n make dey 'greements.

"Brer Fox wuz ter s'ply de waggin un team, un he promise dat he gwine ter ketch he fammerly un tie um hard un fast wid a red twine string. Brer Rabbit he say, sezee, dat he gwine ter ketch he fammerly un tie um all, un meet Brer Fox at de fork er de road.

"Sho' 'nuff, soon in de mawnin', w'en Brer Fox draw up wid he waggin, he holler 'Wo!' un Brer Rabbit he tuck'n holler back, 'Wo yo'se'f!' un den Brer Fox know dey 'uz all dar. Brer Fox, he tuck'n sot up on de seat, un all er he fammerly, dey wuz a-layin' under de seat. Brer Rabbit, he tuck'n put all he fammerly in de behime een' er de waggin, un he say, sezee, dat he 'speck he better set back dar twel dey git sorter usen ter dey surrounderlings, un den Brer Fox crack he whip, un off dey wen' toze town. Brer Fox, he holler ev'y once in a w'ile, sezee:

[245]"'No noddin' back dar, Brer Rabbit!'

"Brer Rabbit he holler back, sezee:

"'Brer Fox, you miss de ruts en de rocks, un I'll miss de noddin'.'

"But all dat time, bless yo' soul! Brer Rabbit wuz settin' dar ontyin' he ole 'oman un he childun, w'ich dey wuz sev'm uv um. W'en he git um all ontie, Brer Rabbit, he tuck'n h'ist hisse'f on de seat 'long er Brer Fox, un dey sot dar un talk un laugh 'bout de all-sorts er times dey gwine ter have w'en dey git de co'n meal. Brer Fox sez, sezee, he gwine ter bake hoecake; Brer Rabbit sez, sezee, he gwine ter make ashcake.

"Des 'bout dis time one er Brer Rabbit's childun raise hisse'f up easy un hop out de waggin. Miss Fox, she sing out:

"'One frun sev'm
Don't leave 'lev'm.'
"Brer Fox hunch he ole 'oman wid he foot fer ter make 'er keep still. Bimeby 'n'er little Rabbit pop up un hop out. Miss Fox say, se' she:

"'One frun six
Leaves me less kicks.'
"Brer Fox go on talkin' ter Brer Rabbit, un Brer Rabbit go on talkin' ter Brer Fox, un 't wa'n't so mighty long 'fo' all Brer Rabbit fammerly done pop up un dive out de waggin, un ev'y time one 'ud go Miss Fox she 'ud fit it like she did de yuthers."

"What did she say, Aunt Tempy?" asked the little boy, who was interested in the rhymes.

[246]"Des lemme see—

"'One frun five
Leaves four alive;
"'One frun four
Leaves th'ee un no mo';
"'One frun th'ee
Leaves two ter go free;
"'One frun one,
Un all done gone.'"
"What did Brother Rabbit do then?" inquired the little boy.

"Better ax w'at Brer Fox do," replied Aunt Tempy, pleased with the effect of her rhymes. "Brer Fox look 'roun' atter w'ile, un w'en he see dat all Brer Rabbit fammerly done gone, he lean back un holler 'Wo!' un den he say, sezee:

"'In de name er goodness, Brer Rabbit! whar all yo' folks?'

"Brer Rabbit look 'roun', un den he make like he cryin'. He des fa'rly boo-hoo'd, un he say, sezee:

"'Dar now, Brer Fox! I des know'd dat ef I put my po' little childuns in dar wid yo' folks dey'd git e't up. I des know'd it!'

"Ole Miss Fox, she des vow she aint totch Brer Rabbit fammerly. But Brer Fox, he bin wantin' a piece un um all de way, un he begrudge um so dat he git mighty mad wid he ole 'oman un de childuns, un he say, sezee:

"'You kin des make de most er dat, 'kaze I'm a-gwine[247] ter bid you good riddance dis ve'y day'; un, sho' nuff, Brer Fox tuck'n tuck he whole fammerly ter town un trade um off fer co'n.

"Brer Rabbit wuz wid 'em, des ez big ez life un twice ez natchul. Dey start back, dey did, un w'en dey git four er five mile out er town, hit come 'cross Brer Fox min' dat he done come away un lef' a plug er terbacker in de sto', en he say he bleeze ter go back atter it.

"Brer Rabbit, he say, sezee, dat he'll stay en take keer er de waggin, w'ile Brer Fox kin run back un git he terbacker. Soon ez Brer Fox git out er sight, Brer Rabbit laid de hosses under line un lash un drove de waggin home, un put de hosses in he own stable, un de co'n in de smoke-house, un de waggin in de barn, un den he put some co'n in he pocket, un cut de hosses tails off, un went back up de road twel he come ter a quog-mire, un in dat he stick de tails un wait fer Brer Fox.

"Atter w'ile yer he come, un den Brer Rabbit gun ter holler un pull at de tails. He say, sezee:

"'Run yer, Brer Fox! run yer! Youer des in time ef you aint too late. Run yer, Brer Fox! run yer!'

"Brer Fox, he run'd en juk Brer Rabbit away, un say, sezee:

"'Git out de way, Brer Rabbit! You too little! Git out de way, un let a man ketch holt.'

"Brer Fox tuck holt," continued Aunt Tempy, endeavoring to keep from laughing, "un he fetch'd one big pull, un I let you know dat 'uz de onliest pull he make, 'kaze de tails come out un he tu'n a back summerset. He jump [248]up, he did, en 'gun ter grabble in de quog-mire des ez hard ez he kin.

"Brer Rabbit, he stan' by, un drop some co'n in onbeknowns' ter Brer Fox, un dis make 'im grabble wuss un wuss, un he grabble so hard un he grabble so long dat 't wa'n't long 'fo' he fall down dead, un so dat 'uz de las' er ole Brer Fox in dat day un time."

As Aunt Tempy paused, Uncle Remus adjusted his spectacles and looked at her admiringly. Then he laughed heartily.

"I declar', Sis Tempy," he said, after a while, "you gives tongue same ez a lawyer. You'll hatter jine in wid us some mo'."

Aunt Tempy closed her eyes and dropped her head on one side.

"Don't git me started, Brer Remus," she said, after a pause; "'kaze ef you does you'll hatter set up yer long pas' yo' bedtime."

"I b'leeve you, Sis Tempy, dat I does!" exclaimed the old man, with the air of one who has made a pleasing discovery.