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- Herausgeber: Abela Publishing
- Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
- Sprache: Englisch
Carl Sandburg’s ROOTABAGA PIGEONS is the sequel to Rootabaga Stories.
This ebook is a most wonderful, magical flight of imagination that could ever be put in a printed format. Wonderfully whimsical in the same genre of Lewis Carroll’s “Alice in Wonderland”, and like Alice in Wonderland, this volume is not to be missed.
The whimsical, and sometimes melancholy stories, which often use nonsense language, were originally created for the three Sandburg daughters. The girl’s nicknames were “Spink”, “Skabootch” and “Swipes.” Each name appears in both Rootabaga stories, and offered here in the Rootabaga Pigeons.
The Rootabaga stories were born of Sandburg’s desire for American fairy tales to match American childhoods. He felt that the European stories involving royalty and knights were inappropriate in an American setting, and so set his stories in the fictionalized Rootabaga country-that closely resembles the American Midwest-a place filled with farms, trains, and corn fairies.
A large number of the stories are told by the Potato Face Blind Man, an old minstrel from the “Village of Liver-and-Onions” who watches the world go by from in front of the local post office.
Originally published in 1923, the second volume of Carl Sandburg's beloved Rootabaga Stories includes tales about "Big People Now" and "Little People Long Ago." The Pulitzer Prize-winning poet wrote these American fairy tales for his children while they were growing up in the American Midwest.
This edition contains the illustrations of Maud and Miska Petersham.
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Rootabaga Pigeons
By
Carl Sandburg
Illustrations And Decorations
By
Maud And Miska Petersham
Harcourt, Brace And Company Inc. New York
[1923]
Resurrected By
Abela Publishing, London
[2020]
Rootabaga Pigeons
Typographical arrangement of this edition
© Abela Publishing 2020
This book may not be reproduced in its current format in any manner in any media, or transmitted by any means whatsoever, electronic, electrostatic, magnetic tape, or mechanical ( including photocopy, file or video recording, internet web sites, blogs, wikis, or any other information storage and retrieval system) except as permitted by law without the prior written permission of the publisher.
Abela Publishing,
London
United Kingdom
[2020]
ISBN-13: 978-8-XXXXXX-XX-X
website
www.AbelaPublishing.com
Dedication
To Three Illinois Pigeons
Contents
1.
Two Stories Told By The Potato Face Blind Man
The Skyscraper To The Moon And How The Green Rat With The Rheumatism Ran A Thousand Miles Twice
Slipfoot And How He Nearly Always Never Gets What He Goes After
2.
Two Stories About Bugs And Eggs
Many, Many Weddings In One Corner House
Shush Shush, The Big Buff Banty Hen Who Laid An Egg In The Postmaster’s Hat
3.
Five Stories About Hatrack The Horse, Six Pigeons, Three Wild Babylonian Baboons, Six Umbrellas, Bozo The Button Buster
How Ragbag Mammy Kept Her Secret While The Wind Blew Away The Village Of Hat Pins
How Six Pigeons Came Back To Hatrack The Horse After Many Accidents And Six Telegrams
How The Three Wild Babylonian Baboons Went Away In The Rain Eating Bread And Butter
How Six Umbrellas Took Off Their Straw Hats To Show Respect To The One Big Umbrella
How Bozo The Button Buster Busted All His Buttons When A Mouse Came
4.
Two Stories About Four Boys Who Had Different Dreams
How Googler And Gaggler, The Two Christmas Babies, Came Home With Monkey Wrenches
How Johnny The Wham Sleeps In Money All The Time And Joe The Wimp Shines And Sees Things
5.
Two Stories Told By The Potato Face Blind Man About Two Girls With Red Hearts
How Deep Red Roses Goes Back And Forth Between The Clock And The Looking Glass
How Pink Peony Sent Spuds, The Ballplayer, Up To Pick Four Moons
6.
Three Stories About Moonlight, Pigeons, Bees, Egypt, Jesse James, Spanish Onions, The Queen Of The Cracked Heads, The King Of The Paper Sacks
How Dippy The Wisp And Slip Me Liz Came In The Moonshine Where The Potato Face Blind Man Sat With His Accordion
How Hot Balloons And His Pigeon Daughters Crossed Over Into The Rootabaga Country
How Two Sweetheart Dippies Sat In The Moonlight On A Lumber Yard Fence And Heard About The Sooners And The Boomers
7.
Two Stories Out Of The Tall Grass
The Haystack Cricket And How Things Are Different Up In The Moon Towns
Why The Big Ball Game Between Hot Grounders And The Grand Standers Was A Hot Game
8.
Two Stories Out Of Oklahoma And Nebraska
The Huckabuck Family And How They Raised Pop Corn In Nebraska And Quit And Came Back
Yang Yang And Hoo Hoo, Or The Song Of The Left Foot Of The Shadow Of The Goose
9.
One Story About Big People Now And Little People Long Ago
How A Skyscraper And A Railroad Train Got Picked Up And Carried Away From Pig’s Eye Valley Far In The Pickax Mountains
10.
Three Stories About The Letter X And How It Got Into The Alphabet
Pig Wisps
Kiss Me
Blue Silver
Full-Page Illustrations
Rag Bag Mammy Brings Out Candy With Red And White Stripes Wrapped Around It - Frontispiece (In Color)
On The Last Step Of The Stairway My Foot Slips
The Hot Cookie Pan Came With A Pan Of Hot Cookies And The Coal Bucket With Coal
The Mouse Bit The Knot And Cut It Loose
They Went To Sleep On Top Of The Wagon
She Was Sitting On A Ladder Feeding Baby Clocks To The Baby Alligators
One Of The Pigeons Rang The Bell
She Carried The Squash Into The Kitchen
Out Into The Snowstorm Flax Eyes Rode That Day
1. Two Stories Told by the Potato Face Blind Man.
People:
Blixie Bimber
Blixie Bimber’s Mother
The Potato Face Blind Man
A Green Rat with the Rheumatism
Bricklayers
Mortar Men
Riveters
A Skyscraper
Slipfoot
A Stairway to the Moon
A Trapeze
The Skyscraper to the Moonand How the Green Rat with the Rheumatism Ran a Thousand Miles Twice
Blixie Bimber’s mother was chopping hash. And the hatchet broke. So Blixie started downtown with fifteen cents to buy a new hash hatchet for chopping hash.
Downtown she peeped around the corner next nearest the postoffice where the Potato Face Blind Man sat with his accordion. And the old man had his legs crossed, one foot on the sidewalk, the other foot up in the air.
The foot up in the air had a green rat sitting on it, tying the old man’s shoestrings in knots and double knots. Whenever the old man’s foot wiggled and wriggled the green rat wiggled and wriggled.
The tail of the rat wrapped five wraps around the shoe and then fastened and tied like a package.
On the back of the green rat was a long white swipe from the end of the nose to the end of the tail. Two little white swipes stuck up over the eyelashes. And five short thick swipes of white played pussy-wants-a-corner back of the ears and along the ribs of the green rat.
They were talking, the old man and the green rat, talking about alligators and why the alligators keep their baby shoes locked up in trunks over the winter time—and why the rats in the moon lock their mittens in ice boxes.
“I had the rheumatism last summer a year 5ago,” said the rat. “I had the rheumatism so bad I ran a thousand miles south and west till I came to the Egg Towns and stopped in the Village of Eggs Up.”
“So?” quizzed the Potato Face.
“There in the Village of Eggs Up, they asked me, ‘Do you know how to stop the moon moving?’ I answered them, ‘Yes, I know how—a baby alligator told me—but I told the baby alligator I wouldn’t tell.’
“Many years ago there in that Village of Eggs Up they started making a skyscraper to go up till it reached the moon. They said, ‘We will step in the elevator and go up to the roof and sit on the roof and eat supper on the moon.’
“The bricklayers and the mortar men and the iron riveters and the wheelbarrowers and the plasterers went higher and higher making that skyscraper, till at last they were half way up to the moon, saying to each other while they 6worked, ‘We will step in the elevator and go up to the roof and sit on the roof and eat supper on the moon.’
“Yes, they were halfway up to the moon. And that night looking at the moon they saw it move and they said to each other, ‘We must stop the moon moving,’ and they said later, ‘We don’t know how to stop the moon moving.’
“And the bricklayers and the mortar men and the iron riveters and the wheelbarrowers and the plasterers said to each other, ‘If we go on now and make this skyscraper it will miss the moon and we will never go up in the elevator and sit on the roof and eat supper on the moon.’
“So they took the skyscraper down and started making it over again, aiming it straight at the moon again. And one night standing looking at the moon they saw it move and they said to each other, ‘We must stop the moon moving,’ saying later to each other, ‘We don’t know how to stop the moon moving.’
7“And now they stand in the streets at night there in the Village of Eggs Up, stretching their necks looking at the moon, and asking each other, ‘Why does the moon move and how can we stop the moon moving?’
“Whenever I saw them standing there stretching their necks looking at the moon, I had a zig-zag ache in my left hind foot and I wanted to tell them what the baby alligator told me, the secret of how to stop the moon moving. One night that ache zig-zagged me so—way inside my left hind foot—it zig-zagged so I ran home here a thousand miles.”
The Potato Face Blind Man wriggled his shoe—and the green rat wriggled—and the long white swipe from the end of the nose to the end of the tail of the green rat wriggled.
“Is your rheumatism better?” the old man asked.
The rat answered, “Any rheumatism is better if you run a thousand miles twice.”
8And Blixie Bimber going home with the fifteen cent hash hatchet for her mother to chop hash, Blixie said to herself, “It is a large morning to be thoughtful about.”
Slipfoot and How He Nearly Always Never Gets What He Goes After
Blixie Bimber flipped out of the kitchen one morning, first saying good-by to the dish-pan, good-by to the dish-rag, good-by to the dish-towel for wiping dishes.
Under one arm she put a basket of peonies she picked, under the other arm she put a basket of jonquils she picked.
Then she flipped away up the street and downtown where she put the baskets of peonies 10and jonquils one on each side of the Potato Face Blind Man.
“I picked the pink and lavender peonies and I picked the yellow jonquils for you to be smelling one on each side of you this fine early summer morning,” she said to the Potato Face. “Have you seen anybody good to see lately?”
“Slipfoot was here this morning,” said the old man.
“And who is Slipfoot?” asked Blixie.
“I don’t know. He says to me, ‘I got a foot always slips. I used to wash windows—and my foot slips. I used to be king of the collar buttons, king of a million dollars—and my foot slips. I used to be king of the peanuts, king of a million dollars again. I used to be king of the oyster cans, selling a million cans a day. I used to be king of the peanut sacks, selling ten million sacks a day. And every time I was a king my foot slips. Every time I had a million dollars my foot slips. Every time I went high and put my foot higher my foot slips. Somebody gave me a slipfoot. I always slip.’”
“So you call him Slipfoot?” asked Blixie.
“Yes,” said the old man.
“Has he been here before?”
