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
Every creature now took compassion on the fox, and said his request was
small, beseeching the King to grant it, which was done; and then the fox
thus spake, "Help me, Heaven, for I see no man here whom I have not
offended; yet was this evil no natural inclination in me, for in my
youth I was accounted as virtuous as any breathing. This know, I have
played with the lambs all the day long, and taken delight in their
pretty bleating; yet at last in my play I bit one, and the taste of its
blood was so sweet unto me, that I approved the flesh, and both were so
good, that since I could never forbear it. This liquorish humor drew me
into the woods among the goats, where hearing the bleating of the little
kids, I slew one of them, and afterward two more, which slaughter made
me so hardy, that then I fell to murder hens, geese, and other poultry.
And thus my crimes increased by custom, and fury so possessed me, that
all was fish which came to my net. After this, in the winter season, I
met with Isegrim, where, as he lay hid under a hollow tree, he unfolded
unto me how he was my uncle, and laid the pedigree down so plain, that
from that day forth we became fellows and companions; which knot of
friendship I may ever curse, for then began the flood of our thefts and
slaughters. He stole the great things, I the small; he murdered nobles,
I the mean subjects; and in all our actions his share was still ever the
greatest: when he got a ram or a calf, his fury would hardly afford me
the horns to pick on; nay, when he had an ox or a cow, after himself,
his wife, and his seven children were served, nothing remained to me but
the bare bones to pick. This I speak not in that I wanted (for it is
well known I have more plate, jewels, and coin than twenty carts are
able to carry), but only to show his ingratitude."
When the King heard him speak of this infinite treasure and riches, his
heart grew inflamed with a desire thereof; and he said, "Reynard, where
is that treasure you speak of?"
The fox answered: "My Lord, I shall willingly tell you, for it is true
the wealth was stolen; and had it not been stolen in that manner which
it was, it had cost your Highness your life (which Heaven, I beseech,
keep ever in protection)."
When the Queen heard that dangerous speech, she started, and said: "What
dangers are these you speak of, Reynard? I do command you, upon your
soul's health, to unfold these doubtful speeches, and to keep nothing
concealed which concerns the life of my dread Lord."
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