Whittington

by ARMSTRONG, ALAN

• ISBN13: 9780375828652
• ISBN10: 0375828656
• Edition: Revised
• Format: Trade Paper
• Copyright: 2006-12-26
• Publisher: Yearling

Summary

Whittington is a roughneck Tom who arrives one day at a barn full of rescued animals and asks for a place there. He spins for the animals as well as for Ben and Abby, the kids whose grandfather does the rescuing a yarn about his ancestor, the nameless cat who brought Dick Whittington to the heights of wealth and power in 16th-century England. This is an unforgettable tale about the healing, transcendent power of storytelling, and how learning to read saves one little boy.

Author Biography

Alan Armstrong started volunteering in a friend’s bookshop when he was eight. At 14, he was selling books at Brentano’s. As an adult, every so often, he takes to the road in a VW bus named Zora to peddle used books. He is the editor of Forget Not Mee & My Garden, a collection of the letters of Peter Collinson, the 18th-century mercer and amateur botanist. He lives with his wife, Martha, a painter, in Massachusetts.


From the Hardcover edition.

Table of Contents

Map of Dick Whittington's Journeys	iv
1. Whittington Meets the Lady	1
2. The Animals in the Barn	7
3. Bernie and How He Got the Horses	10
4. Abby and Ben Meet the Horses	15
5. The Lady Tells the Barn About Whittington	17
6. The Animals Tell Whittington About Themselves	20
7. Havey and the Cat's Surprise	26
8. The Last Day for Baths	31
9. The Lady Asks Whittington to Tell His Story	34
10. The Man Whittington Named Himself After	38
11. Dick's Dream	43
12. Dick Goes to London	49
13. Dick Arrives in London	56
14. Dick Is Given a Home	61
15. The Boy Goes to Work for Fitzwarren	68
16. Ben's First Reading Lesson in the Barn	71
17. Blackie Arrives	74
18. Dick Meets His Cat	76
19. Out with the Owls	84
20. Spooker Is Sick	88
21. Ben's Reading	92
22. To Africa on the Unicorn	95
23. The Registered Letter	103
24. Ben's School Principal Visits the Texaco	106
25. Reading Recovery	109
26. Dick Sees a Beautiful Girl in Black	111
27. Two Newcomers Join the Barn	119
28. Dick's Cat Returns	122
29. A Hawk Attacks the Lady	127
30. Ben Goes to Reading Recovery and Meets Miss O'Brian	130
31. The Cat's Operation	133
32. Dick Meets Will Price Again	137
33. Willy the Goat's Surprise	141
34. Dick Sees the Girl in Black Again	144
35. Marker Raids the Barn	150
36. Dick Decides on the Dangerous Voyage	152
37. Ben's Decision	156
38. A Token for Mary	158
39. Gent Arrives	163
40. A Rescue	168
41. Dick's Cat Is Lost at Sea	170
42. Mary	177
43. Ben's Triumph	180
44. Life in the Barn Continues	182
45. The Last Warm Afternoon of Autumn	184
Endnote	187

Excerpts

10
The Man Whittington Named Himself After
Bernie had to leave while he could still get the truck up. The kids wanted to stay. He said okay. Abby had a watch; he’d collect them at three by the highway.

They could hear the storm. The wind sent flakes in through the cracks and the broken-out window up top. Ben shivered. The Lady had the kids pull down fresh hay. It fluffed up and smelled like summer. She made the horses lie down close together and had the kids snuggle next to them. She settled herself on one fluff, Couraggio on another. The bantams made a show of flying up to the rafters and perching where they could look over everything in comfort.

The cat was full of tuna. He wanted to lie down in a warm place too. The Lady told him to get up on the stall railing where everybody could see him.

“Now go on with your story,” she said.

“Story? What story?” the kids chorused.

Whittington shook himself. “This is the story of rats and the cats that hunt them. Rats carry the fleas that carry plague. Plague makes your groin and underarms swell up and your tongue turn black. You get buboes and spots and foam at the mouth and die in agony. It’s called the Black Death.

“Dick Whittington’s cat won him a fortune because she was a rat-hunter. Centuries before they figured out what plague was and how it spread, people knew that a good rat-hunter could save your life.

“The man I’m named for was born about the time the Black Death hacked through England like a filthy knife. By the time he was five years old a quarter of his town was empty. It was a horrible loneliness.

“His family was poor. The soil was thin and ill-tended. There wasn’t enough food. There were no schools. The grandmother who lived with his family taught him to read. The priest had taught her. There were no printed books. She copied out things on scraps of stiffened cloth and scraped animal skins called parchments. She wrote down remedies, recipes, family records, and Bible passages the priest taught her.

“She smelled of the oils, herbs, and mint she used in the remedies she made. She was a midwife and a healer, one of the cunning folk they called her. The priest taught her reading and writing so she could copy recipes for remedies and keep the parish records. Dick gathered simples for her. He had a good eye. That was his work. Other boys his age picked stones from fields, gleaned corn, scared crows, drove geese. If you were idle you didn’t eat.”

“What are simples?” the Lady wanted to know. The kids nodded. They didn’t know either.

“Plants,” the cat said. “They made medicine then from leaves and blossoms, sap, roots. Dick’s grandmother boiled and ground plants into ointments and syrups to heal people.”

“We fowl do that,” the Lady said, looking at Couraggio. “When we’re ill we know what to eat to get better.”
“We do too,” said Abby. “When we’re sick to the stomach Gran makes tea from the mint that grows around and stuff for hurts from tansy, the plant with yellow button flowers.”

“For colds she makes yarrow tonic and rose-hip paste,” said Ben. “She puts honey in the tonic. The rose stuff is bitter.”

“When I’m sick I eat new grass,” the cat said.

“Okay,” said the Lady. “Go on with your story.”

“Dick was always surprised how warm his grandmother was when they sat close together. She read aloud the same things over and over, leading with her finger as she sounded out the letters. What he read to himself at first was what he remembered hearing as he followed her hand. He’d mouth the words as he went along, sounding them out. Not many of his time knew how to read and few of those learned silent reading. He was a mumbling reader all his life.

“One afternoon in the village he saw a gold coin. He’d been loitering around a stout stranger hoping to perform some service and earn a tip when the man went into the baker’s. Dick followed him in and watched as the stranger bought a halfpenny’s worth of bread. The stranger got three round wheat loaves, honey-colored and heavy. He stuffed two into his coat and gave one to the boy. The man fumbled in his purse for a coin. He held it out for Dick to see. It was the size of a fingernail, stamped with a face. It gleamed like nothing Dick had ever seen before. What impressed him almost as much as its gleam was how carefully the baker studied it and weighed it and how many coins he gave in change.

“Then one day outside the inn he overheard a carter telling the men helping him unload barrels of cider that he had heard from a man who had been there that London’s streets were paved with gold and all the people were plump and healthy.

“That night Dick had a dream. He dreamed he went to London and became the stout stranger, filling his purse with the small gleaming rounds of gold that lay like pebbles in the streets. He went to the baker and stuffed his pockets, he went to the inn and was served roast meat and cider. In his dream he was never hungry again. He wore warm clothes and was never cold again either.

“He had heard talk that he was to be put in service to a tanner, a hard man who beat his boys and fed them poorly. Working with hides was a dirty, stinking business. The boys had to scrape off rotting flesh and hair and lift the heavy skins in and out of the tanbark vats. A boy in the tanner’s service had hawked up blood and died. Dick figured he’d better get out on his own pretty quick.”


From the Hardcover edition.

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Excerpted from Whittington by Alan W. Armstrong
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