I Know a Story
(1958 Edition, Row, Peterson and Company) was one of my first readers back in
1969 when I was in First Grade. It
contains seven traditional fairy tales, retold by Miriam Blanton Huber, Frank
Seely Salisbury, and Mabel O’Donnell, and illustrated by Florence and Margaret
Hoopes. I was able (only fairly recently) to track it down and identify it,
ordered it, and now I’ve read it again for the first time in 52 years.
I
was most interested in the story “The Straw Ox”, a retelling of an old Ukrainian
fairy tale. It was indeed by this story I was able to track the book down at
last; it is not very widely disseminated. In it a poor old couple cannot afford
any livestock, but at the old woman’s direction the old man (who is a
pitch-burner) builds a Straw Ox and covers it with tar. They set the Ox out in
the field to ‘graze’; passing animals (a bear, a wolf, a fox, and a hare – in this
Reader’s retelling the hare is replaced with a dog) ask to take some of the Ox’s
tar for various reasons. He agrees and they end up stuck to him (a la the Tar Baby).
The old man throws the animals into the barn and only releases them when they
promise to bring him livestock in return. The old couple get so rich from the
proceeds that they need nothing more, and in the original ending (not used in
the Reader) the Straw Ox, no longer being necessary, “stood in the sun until it
fell to pieces.”
What
interested me about the story (besides its rarity – it was no ‘Red Riding Hood’
or ‘Goldilocks’) was of course the Straw Ox itself. At six years old I already
had an attachment to “The Wizard of Oz” and “Pinocchio”, with their stories of
inanimate simulacra coming to life. The Ox seemed to me to be in this tradition
and worthy to be added to the list. I clung compulsively onto its memory for
half a century.
What
strikes me now at this distance in time are things I never thought of at six.
Was the old woman who came up with the idea of the Straw Ox merely wanting a
sort of substitute or ersatz symbol of prosperity, or did she really have a
plan to trap the animals? Where did the wild animals get the cow, sheep, and
barnyard fowl to pay their ransom? They must have taken them from somewhere,
and the old couple were receivers of stolen goods! The Straw Ox disappears
halfway through the story, his task accomplished, and is given no follow-up. Perhaps
the writers thought it was just too depressing to conclude “it fell to pieces.”
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