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Tuesday, December 11, 2018

C079. Brer Rabbit and His Steeple

45. Brother Wolf Gets in a Warm Place. 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 RABBIT AND HIS STEEPLE

After Brer Fox get hurted so bad, it  was a mighty long time 'fore he could ramble 'round and worry old Brer Rabbit. The time Cousin Wildcat fetched 'im that wipe 'cross the stomach, he took and lay the blame on Brer Rabbit, and when he get well, he just took and juggle with the other critters, and they all agree that them and Brer Rabbit can't drink out of the same branch, nor walk the same road, nor live in the same settlement, nor go in washing in the same wash-hole.

To be sure Brer Rabbit pleased to take notice of all this here kind of judgments and goings on, and he just took and strengthen he house, in the neighborhoods of the windows, and then he put 'im up a steeple on top of that. Yes sir! A sure 'nough steeple, and he rise 'er up so high that folks going along the big road stop and say, "Hey! What kind of meeting-house that?"

Folks'd stop and ask, but Brer Rabbit ain't got time for to make no answer. He hammered, he nailed, he knocked, he lammed! Folks go by, he ain't look up; critters come stand and watch 'im, he ain't look 'round; work, work, work, from sun-up to sun-down, till that there steeple get done. Then old Brer Rabbit took and draw long breath, and wipe he forehead, and allow that if them other critters what been after 'im so long is got any the advantage of him, the time done come for 'em for to show it.

With that he went and got 'im a snack of something to eat, and a long piece of plough-line, and he told he old woman for to put a kettle of water on the fire, and stand 'round close by, and everything he tell 'er not to do, that the very thing she surely must do. Then old Brer Rabbit sat down in he rocking-chair and looked out from the steeple for to see how the land lay.

It weren't long 'fore all the critters hear talk that Brer Rabbit done stop work, and they begun to come 'round for to see what he going do next. But Brer Rabbit, he got up there, he did, and smoke he cigar, and chaw he tobacco, and let he mind run on. 

Brer Wolf, he stand and look up at the steeple, Brer Fox, he stand and look up at it, and all the other critters they done the same. Next time you see a crowd of folks looking at something right hard, you just watch 'em. They'll walk 'round one another and swap places, and they'll be constant on the move. That just the way the critters done. They walk 'round and punch one another and swap places, and look and look. Old Brer Rabbit, he sat up there, he did, and chaw he tobacco, and smoke he cigar, and let he mind run on.

By and by old Brer Terrapin come 'long, and old Brer Terrapin been in cahoots with Brer Rabbit so long that he just naturally know there was going to be fun of plenty 'round in them neighborhoods 'fore the sun go down. He laugh 'way down under the roof of he house, old Brer Terrapin did, and then he hail Brer Rabbit, "Heyo, Brer Rabbit! What you doing 'way up in the elements like that?"


"I'm a-sojourneying up here for to rest myself, Brer Terrapin. Drop up and see me."

"'Twixt you and me, Brer Rabbit, the dropping's all one way. Supposing you turn loose and come. Man live that high up pleased to have wings. I ain't no high-flyer myself. I feared to shake hands with you so far off, Brer Rabbit."

"Not so, Brer Terrapin, not so. My staircase is a mighty limbersome one, and I'll just let it down to you."

With that, Brer Rabbit let down the plough-line.

"Just catch hold of that, Brer Terrapin," says Brer Rabbit, says he, "and up you comes, linktum sinktum binktum boo!" says he.

Old Brer Terrapin know mighty well that Brer Rabbit ain't got nothing against 'im, yet he got such a habit of looking out for hisself that he took and catch the plough-line in he mouth, he did, and try the strength of it. Old Brer Rabbit, he holler, "Swing on, Brer Terrapin!" and Brer Terrapin, he took and swung on, and it weren't long 'fore he was sitting up there side of Brer Rabbit.

But I wish to goodness you'd've been there, I wish to goodness you'd've been there so you could've seed old Brer Terrapin whiles Brer Rabbit was hauling 'im up, with he tail a-wiggling and he legs all spraddled out, and him a-whirling 'round and 'round and looking scared.

The other critters they see Brer Terrapin go up safe and sound, and they see the vittles passing 'round, and they begun to feel like they want to see the inside of Brer Rabbit steeple. Then Brer Wolf, he hail 'im, "Heyo there, Brer Rabbit! You are looking mighty scrumptious way up there! How you come on?"

Brer Rabbit, he look down, he did, and he see who it is hollering, and he respond, "Poorly, mighty poorly, but I thank the Lord I'm able to eat my allowance. Won't you drop up, Brer Wolf?"

"It's a mighty clumsy journey for to make, Brer Rabbit, yet I don't care if I does."

With that, Brer Rabbit let down the plough-line, and Brer Wolf catch hold, and they begun to haul 'im up. They haul and they haul, and when Brer Wolf get most to the top he hear Brer Rabbit holler out, "Stir 'round, old woman, and set the table; but 'fore you do that, fetch the kettle for to make the coffee."

They haul and they haul on the plough-line, and Brer Wolf hear Brer Rabbit squall out, "Watch out there, old woman! You'll spill that boiling water on Brer Wolf!"

And, bless your soul! That was about all Brer Wolf did hear, 'cause the next minute down come the scalding water, and Brer Wolf just fetch one squall and turned hisself a-loose, and when he strike the ground he bounce just same as one of these here Indian-rubber balls. Old Brer Rabbit, he lean from out the steeple and apologize the best he can, but no apology ain't going to make hair come back where the boiling water hit.

Them there critters was mighty curious—more specially Brer Rabbit. When it come down to that, I expect if you'd search the country from hen-roost to river-bank, you won't find a no more curiouser man than Brer Rabbit. All I knows is that Brer Rabbit and Brer Terrapin had a mighty laughing spell just about the time Brer Wolf hit the ground.


Sunday, June 26, 2016

C079. Baer (p. 93). Brother Wolf Gets to a Warm Place

This is Chase079.

Types ...
Motifs K1034 dupe persuaded to climb rope for food; rope breaks
Notes
Gerber classifies this as African based on African jackal story; Mofokeng has two versions in Bleek, plus another "in whihc jackal and his family are on top of a krantz, rather than a temple."

Baer: "Uncle Remus's tale is clearly a version of the African tales, particularly if Mofokeng is correct that the hot stone motif (here, boiling water) is unknown in Europe."

Friday, June 26, 2015

C079. Brer Rabbit and His Steeple (original spelling)

45. Brother Wolf Gets in a Warm Place. 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 RABBIT AND HIS STEEPLE

The little boy thought that the story of how the wildcat scratched Brother Fox was one of the best stories he had ever heard, and he did n't hesitate to say so. His [269]hearty endorsement increased Uncle Remus's good-humor; and the old man, with a broad grin upon his features and something of enthusiasm in his tone, continued to narrate the adventures of Brother Rabbit.

"After Brer Fox git hurted so bad," said Uncle Remus, putting an edge upon his axe with a whetstone held in his hand, "hit wuz a mighty long time 'fo' he could ramble 'roun' en worry ole Brer Rabbit. Der time Cousin Wildcat fetch'd 'im dat wipe 'cross de stomach, he tuck'n lay de blame on Brer Rabbit, en w'en he git well, he des tuck'n juggle wid de yuther creeturs, en dey all 'gree dat dem en Brer Rabbit can't drink out er de same branch, ner walk de same road, ner live in de same settlement, ner go in washin' in de same wash-hole.

"Tooby sho' Brer Rabbit bleedz ter take notice er all dish yer kinder jugglements en gwines on, en he des tuck'n strenken he house, in de neighborhoods er de winders, en den he put 'im up a steeple on top er dat. Yasser! A sho' 'nuff steeple, en he rise 'er up so high dat folks gwine 'long de big road stop en say, 'Hey! W'at kinder meetin'-house dat?'"

The little boy laughed loudly at Uncle Remus's graphic delineation of the astonishment and admiration of the passers-by. The old man raised his head, stretched his eyes, and seemed to be looking over his spectacles right at Brother Rabbit's steeple.

"Folks 'ud stop en ax, but Brer Rabbit aint got time fer ter make no answer. He hammer'd, he nailed, he knock'd, he lamm'd! Folks go by, he aint look up; [270]creeturs come stan' en watch 'im, he aint look 'roun'; wuk, wuk, wuk, from sun-up ter sun-down, twel dat er steeple git done. Den ole Brer Rabbit tuck'n draw long breff, en wipe he forrerd, en 'low dat ef dem t'er creeturs w'at bin atter 'im so long is got any de 'vantage er him, de time done come fer um fer ter show it.

"Wid dat he went en got 'im a snack er sump'n' t' eat, en a long piece er plough-line, en he tole he ole 'oman fer ter put a kittle er water on de fire, en stan' 'roun' close by, en eve'yt'ing he tell 'er not ter do, dat de ve'y t'ing she sho'ly mus' do. Den ole Brer Rabbit sot down in he rockin'-cheer en lookt out fum de steeple fer ter see how de lan' lay.

"'T wa'n't long 'fo' all de creeturs year talk dat Brer Rabbit done stop wuk, en dey 'gun ter come 'roun' fer ter see w'at he gwine do nex'. But Brer Rabbit, he got up dar, he did, en smoke he seegyar, en chaw he 'backer, en let he min' run on. Brer Wolf, he stan' en look up at de steeple, Brer Fox, he stan' en look up at it, en all de t'er creeturs dey done de same. Nex' time you see a crowd er folks lookin' at sump'n' right hard, you des watch um, honey. Dey'll walk 'roun' one er 'n'er en swap places, en dey'll be constant on de move. Dat des de way de creeturs done. Dey walk 'roun' en punch one er 'n'er en swap places, en look en look. Ole Brer Rabbit, he sot up dar, he did, en chaw he 'backer, en smoke he seegyar, en let he min' run on.

"Bimeby ole Brer Tarrypin come 'long, en ole Brer Tarrypin bin in cohoots wid Brer Rabbit so long dat he [271]des nat'ally know dey wuz gwine ter be fun er plenty 'roun' in dem neighborhoods 'fo' de sun go down. He laugh 'way down und' de roof er he house, ole Brer Tarrypin did, en den he hail Brer Rabbit:

"'Heyo, Brer Rabbit! W'at you doin' 'way up in de elements lak dat?'

"'I'm a-sojourneyin' up yer fer ter res' myse'f, Brer Tarrypin. Drap up en see me.'

"''Twix' you en me, Brer Rabbit, de drappin' 's all one way. S'posin' you tu'n loose en come. Man live dat high up bleedz ter have wings. I aint no high-flyer myse'f. I fear'd ter shake han's wid you so fur off, Brer Rabbit.'

"'Not so, Brer Tarrypin, not so. My sta'rcase is a mighty limbersome one, en I'll des let it down ter you.'

"Wid dat, Brer Rabbit let down de plough-line.

"'Des ketch holt er dat, Brer Tarrypin,' sez Brer Rabbit, sezee, 'en up you comes, linktum sinktum binktum boo!' sezee."

"What was that, Uncle Remus?" said the little boy, taking a serious view of the statement.

"Creetur talk, honey—des creetur talk. Bless yo' soul, chile!" the old man went on, with a laughable assumption of dignity, "ef you think I got time fer ter stop right short off en stribbit[* Distribute] out all I knows, you er mighty much mistaken—mighty much mistaken.

"Ole Brer Tarrypin know mighty well dat Brer Rabbit aint got nothin' 'gin' 'im, yet he got sech a habit er lookin' [272]out fer hisse'f dat he tuck'n ketch de plough-line in he mouf, he did, en try de strenk un it. Ole Brer Rabbit, he holler 'Swing on, Brer Tarrypin!' en Brer Tarrypin, he tuck'n swung on, en 't wa'n't long 'fo' he 'uz settin' up dar side er Brer Rabbit.

"But I wish ter goodness you'd 'a' bin dar," continued Uncle Remus, very gracefully leaving it to be inferred that he was there; "I wish ter goodness you'd 'a' bin dar so you could er seed ole Brer Tarrypin w'iles Brer Rabbit 'uz haulin' 'im up, wid he tail a-wigglin' en he legs all spraddled out, en him a-whirlin' 'roun' en 'roun' en lookin' skeer'd.

"De t'er creeturs dey see Brer Tarrypin go up safe en soun', en dey see de vittles passin' 'roun', en dey 'gun ter feel lak dey wanter see de inside er Brer Rabbit steeple. Den Brer Wolf, he hail 'im:

"'Heyo dar, Brer Rabbit! Youer lookin' mighty scrumptious way up dar! How you come on?'

"Brer Rabbit, he look down, he did, en he see who 't is hollerin', en he 'spon':

"'Po'ly, mighty po'ly, but I thank de Lord I'm able to eat my 'lowance.[*Allowance; ration.] Won't you drap up, Brer Wolf?'

"'Hit 's a mighty clumsy journey fer ter make, Brer Rabbit, yit I don't keer ef I does.'

"Wid dat, Brer Rabbit let down de plough-line, en Brer Wolf kotch holt, en dey 'gun ter haul 'im up. Dey haul en dey haul, en w'en Brer Wolf git mos' ter de top he year Brer Rabbit holler out:

[273]"'Stir 'roun', ole 'oman, en set de table; but 'fo' you do dat, fetch de kittle fer ter make de coffee.'

"Dey haul en dey haul on de plough-line, en Brer Wolf year Brer Rabbit squall out:

"'Watch out dar, ole 'oman! You'll spill dat b'ilin' water on Brer Wolf!'

"En, bless yo' soul!" continued Uncle Remus, turning half around in his chair to face his enthusiastic audience of one, "dat 'uz 'bout all Brer Wolf did year, 'kaze de nex' minit down come de scaldin' water, en Brer Wolf des fetch one squall en turn't hisse'f aloose, en w'en he strak de groun' he bounce des same ez one er deze yer injun-rubber balls w'at you use ter play wid 'long in dem times 'fo' you tuck'n broke yo' mammy lookin'-glass. Ole Brer Rabbit, he lean fum out de steeple en 'pollygize de bes' he kin, but no 'pollygy aint gwine ter make ha'r come back whar de b'ilin' water hit."

"Did they spill the hot water on purpose, Uncle Remus?" the little boy inquired.

"Now, den, honey, youer crowdin' me. Dem ar creeturs wuz mighty kuse—mo' speshually Brer Rabbit. W'en it come down ter dat," said Uncle Remus, lowering his voice and looking very grave, "I 'speck ef youder s'arch de country fum hen-roost to river-bank,[*Based on a characteristic negro saying. For instance: "Where's Jim?" "You can't keep up wid dat nigger. Des let night come, en he's runnin' fum hen-roost to river-bank." In other words, stealing chickens and robbing fish baskets.] you won't fine a no mo' kuser man dan Brer Rabbit. All I knows is dat Brer Rabbit en Brer Tarrypin had a mighty laughin' spell des 'bout de time Brer Wolf hit de groun'."