Harper's New Monthly Magazine, vol. 3, no. 18, November, 1851Harper, Various (magazine)
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine, vol. 3, no. 18, November, 1851
Harper, Various (magazine)
American literature -- Periodicals; Civilization -- Periodicals; Culture -- Periodicals
The next morning Bruin set out in quest of the fox; and after passing
through a dark forest and over a high mountain, he came to Malepartus,
Reynard's chiefest and most ancient castle. Reynard was at home, and
pretended to be ill with eating too much honey. When the bear heard
this, he was extremely desirous of knowing where such excellent food
could be obtained; and Reynard promised to take him to a garden where he
should find more honey-combs than ten bears could eat at a meal. But the
treacherous rascal took him to a carpenter's yard, where lay the trunk
of a huge oak-tree, half-riven asunder, with two great wedges in it, so
that the cleft stood a great way open. "Behold now, dear uncle," said
the fox, "within this tree is so much honey that it is unmeasurable."
The bear, in great haste, thrust his nose and fore-paws into the tree;
and immediately Reynard pulled out the two great wedges, and caught
Bruin in so sharp a trap, that the poor beast howled with pain. This
noise quickly brought out the carpenter, who, perceiving how matters
stood, alarmed the whole village, who came and belabored the bear's
sides with sticks and hoes and pitchforks, until, mad with rage, he tore
his bleeding face and paws from the tree, and rushed blindly into a
river that ran close by, knocking into the water with him many of the
villagers, and among them, Dame Julock, the parson's wife, for whose
sake every one bestirred himself; and so poor Bruin got safe away. After
some delay, the bear returned to the court, where, in dismal accents, he
recounted the sad trick that Reynard had played him.
Then said the King, "Now, by my crown, I will take such revenge as
shall make that traitor tremble;" and sending for his counselors, they
decided that Reynard should be again summoned to court, and that Tibert
the Cat should be the bearer of the message. "It is your wisdom, Sir
Tibert, I employ," said the great King, "and not your strength: many
prevail with art, when violence returns with lost labor."
So Tibert made ready, and set out with the King's letter to Malepardus,
where he found the fox standing before his castle-gates; to whom Tibert
said, "Health to my fair cousin Reynard; the King, by me, summons you to
the court, in which if you fail, there is nothing more assured unto you
than a cruel and a sudden death."
The fox answered, "Welcome, dear cousin Tibert; I obey your command, and
wish my Lord the King infinite days of happiness; only let me entreat
you to rest with me to-night, and take such cheer as my simple house
affordeth, and to-morrow, as early as you will, we will go toward the
court, for I have no kinsman I trust so dearly as yourself."
Tibert replied, "You speak like a noble gentleman; and methinks it is
best now to go forward, for the moon shines as bright as day."
"Nay, dear cousin," said the fox, "let us take the day before us, so may
we encounter with our friends; the night is full of danger."
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