For whoever pays the taxes old Mus' Hobden owns the land.Background
The surname was a local one and the fictional character was based on William Isted, Rudyard's main local source about country lore. In his seventies when the Kiplings first came to Bateman's, he not only was an excellent hedger (when not the worse for drink) but also knew all about poaching, from the days when it was possible to pick up a fallow deer in Lord Ashburnham's woods towards Battle. After ten years his wife began to open up and tell Rudyard her recollections of magic in Sussex in the mid-ninteenth century, when a black cock would be killed and the local `wise woman' divined the future.Some critical comments
I think, perhaps, that Kipling has found some equivalent of the Indian peasants who formed so vital a background to his early stories, with the additional advantage that he is nearer in sympathy and understanding to the Sussex peasantry. If only he could have treated the gentry as fiercely and as tenderly as he treated the white sahibs of India, he might have made a Sussex world akin to the world he created out of India.See also "An Habitation Enforced", in which a wealthy young American couple, the Chapins, settle on a Sussex estate. They adapt themselves happily to a new way of life, but when a bridge is to be built across a stream, soon after their first child is born, George Chapin is surprised to find his foreman has brought down some massive oak timbers. In America half a dozen two by four bits of softwood would be ample (Chapin has ordered larch). But when he protests he is firmly put in his place:
But, if we know now that his Punjab was a threatened world, bound to disappear, its guise for him in the eighties was that of an advanced outpost, not a disappearing relict. His Sussex was so evidently disappearing rapidly under his eyes with the invasion of commuterdom and growing towns. It simply could not function even in his imagination as a world on its own:
Farewell to the Downs and the MarshesThe historical approach that Kipling adopts stops at his own day, or soon after.
And the Weald and the forest known
Before there were Very Many People
And the Old Gods had gone!
[from "Very Many People" - 1926]
'All I say is that you can put up larch and make a temp'ry job of it; and by the time the young master's married it'll have to be done again. Now, I've brought down a couple of as sweet six-by-eight oak timbers as we've ever drawed. You put 'em in an' it's off your mind for good an' all. T'other way—I don't say it ain't right, I'm only just sayin' what I think—but t'other way, he'll no sooner be married than we'll 'ave it all to do again. You've no call to regard my words, but you can't get out of that.'Hal o’ the Draft(Puck of Pook’s Hillp. 250 line 10):
'No,' said George after a pause. 'I've been realising that for some time. Make it oak then; we can't get out of it.' 'BLOCKQUOTE>
Notes on the text
[Verse 1]
Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald We have been unable to trace the position of Sub-Prefect of the Weald, much less a particular holder of the office. Roman Prefects were usually military officers, and by AD 300 the south of England had long been pacified. However the Romans did have a special interest in the Weald because of the iron mines there.
Diocletian Roman Emperor AD 285-305
Hobdenius giving his name a Latin termination
A Briton of the Clay a native inhabitant of the Weald, which has clay soil. Kipling may also mean indigenous, sprung from the local soil.
[Verse 2]
dreenin’ Sussex pronunciation of 'draining'. See Verse 3 line 1: “So they drained it?.
neeglect Sussex pronunciation of 'neglect'.
jest Sussex pronunciation of 'just'.
Have it jest as you’ve a mind to 'Do as you like (but I wouldn't recommend it)'. See
They could hear old Hobden’s deep tones. “Have it as you’ve a mind to,? he was saying.[Verse 3]
...Yet I dreamed for many years of building a veritable three-decker out of chosen and long-stored timber - teak, green-heart, and ten-year-old oak knees.[Verse 12]
“Why, the oak is the regular bridge for all the rabbits between the Three Acre and our meadow. The best place for wires on the farm, Hobden says.?swappedSussex dialect: 'trimmed'. A highly skilled task. See the opening passage of "Friendly Brook" in A Diversity of Creatures.
Publication history This poem (ORG no. 1043) was first published in the A Diversity of Creatures with the story |