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Black Sheep" (notes edited by John McGivering) |
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There has, though, been much speculation since as to how far the story can be taken literally as an account of what actually happened to the young Kipling and his sister. Writing in The Athenæum for December 1890, Kipling explained at length that all the tales in Wee Willie Winkie were commendable, except “Baa Baa, Black Sheep”, which was “not true to life”. [cited by Angus Wilson on pages 107 and 120]. One is conscious, though, that Kipling's parents, who must surely have found the implications of the story very hurtful, were still alive at that time, and that in his disavowal Kipling may have been seeking to spare their feelings. His account some 45 years later in Something of Myself (pages 4-17) bears out many of the details of his sufferings in what he called 'The House of Desolation'.
"... it would be unjust to ignore the fact that Rudyard probably gave Mrs. Holloway frequent cause for irritation, and that many of his punishments may well have been richly deserved. He was clumsy, ill-mannered and undisciplined … noisy, argumentative and abnormally slow to learn to read and write.See also Gilmour pp. 9 ff. for further information on this period and Seymour-Smith (pp.18 ff.) who takes a somewhat unsympathetic view of the whole affair, implying that this era is the origin of the "revenge" themes that crop up here and there in Kipling’s work. He does not quite see eye to eye with Dr Tompkins (pp. 8, 119, 156 and 158) but between them they have probably got somewhere near the truth – so far as anybody can at this distance in time.
That was a joyous home-coming. For – consider – I had returned to a Father and a Mother of whom I had seen but little since my sixth year … But the Mother proved more delightful than all my imaginings or memories. My Father was not only a mine of knowledge and help, but a humorous, tolerant, and expert fellow-craftsman. {page 39)After leaving Lorne Lodge the children spent nine months with Mrs Kipling on a round of visits to friends and relations followed by the holiday at Golding’s Hill, the farm in Essex. Their mother then came down with shingles and the children went to 227 Brompton Road in London where they were boarded with an ex-butler and his wife, which seems to have been a great improvement on Southsea. (See Ricketts (page 30), Birkenhead (page 30), and Something of Myself, page 17).