(On My Own Folklore) Paul Bunyan (2006)

THIS PAGE INTENTIONALLY LEFT BLANK Adapted by Stephen Krensky Illustrations by Craig Orback j Millbrook Press/Minneapolis PAUL BUNYAN Text copyright © 2007 by Stephen Krensky Illustrations copyright © 2007 by Craig Orback The illustrator would like to thank Tommy Neffner for modeling as young Paul Bunyan and Jessica Silks as Paul’s mom. All rights reserved. International copyright secured. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means— electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise—without the prior written permission of Lerner Publishing Group, except for the inclusion of brief quotations in an acknowledged review. Millbrook Press, Inc. A division of Lerner Publishing Group 241 First Avenue North Minneapolis, MN 55401 Website address: www.lernerbooks.com Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Krensky, Stephen. Paul Bunyan / adapted by Stephen Krensky ; illustrated by Craig Orback. p. cm. — (On my own folklore) Summary: Relates some of the exploits of Paul Bunyan, a lumberjack said to be taller than the trees whose pet was a blue ox named Babe. ISBN-13: 978–1–57505–888–7 (lib. bdg. : alk. paper) ISBN-10: 1–57505–888–X (lib. bdg. : alk. paper) 1. Bunyan, Paul (Legendary character)—Legends. [1. Bunyan, Paul (Legendary character)—Legends. 2. Folklore—United States. 3. Tall tales.] I. Orback, Craig, ill. II. Title. PZ8.1.K8663Pau 2007 398.20973'02—dc22 2005033157 Manufactured in the United States of America 1 2 3 4 5 6 – JR – 12 11 10 09 08 07 eISBN-10: 0-8225-7038-6 eISBN-13: 978-0-8225-7038-7 for Shannon Barefield —S.K. for my friend Wing, who set me on this path —C.S.O. 4 Paul Bunyan: A Folklore Hero Maybe you have heard of Paul Bunyan. Perhaps some- one has mentioned his name, or you have heard a story. Paul Bunyan is one of America’s tall-tale heroes. Stories about him come to us from the lumber camps of the northern United States. In those camps, workers known as lumberjacks cleared the forests to make room for pioneer houses and farms. Those workers from long ago may have told the first stories about Paul. We call stories like Paul’s tall tales because every- thing in them is extra big, extra fast, and extra wild. And the truth in these stories might be just a bit stretched. The heroes and heroines in tall tales are as tall as buildings, as strong as oxen, or as fast as light- ning. They meet with wild adventures at every turn. But that’s okay, because they can solve just about every problem that comes their way. Tale tales may be funny and outsized. But they de- scribe the life that many workers and pioneers shared. The people in these stories have jobs that real people had. And the stories are always set in familiar places. The first tellers of these tales may have known these people and places. Or they may have wished they could be just like the hero in the story. The stories were told again and again and passed from person to person. We call such spoken and shared stories folklore. Folklore is the stories and customs of a place or a people. Folklore can be folktales like the tall tale. These stories are usually not written down until much later, af- ter they have been told and retold for many years. Folklore can also be sayings, jokes, and songs. Folklore can teach us something. A rhyme or a song may help us remember an event from long ago. Or it may be just for fun, such as a good ghost story or a jump-rope song. Folklore can also tell us about the people who share the stories. Paul Bunyan’s story tells us about life in the lumber camps. It shows how hard the lumberjacks worked and how they had fun. As their hero, Paul has the adventur- ous spirit of a pioneer. Tales of his deeds quickly spread from the lumber camps through the great woods and beyond. And we tell his story still. Growing Up Paul Bunyan was always big. When he was born, his f irst cries broke every window for miles around. And that was only the beginning. His crib was a rowboat with rockers, and his baths f looded the house until his parents gave up and started washing him outside. 8 But Paul wasn’t done growing, not by a long shot. It took the wool from a whole f lock of sheep just to knit him one sweater. By the time he started school, he wore potato sacks for socks and used wagon wheels to button his shirts. 8 Of course, so much growing made Paul hungry. He ate forty bowls of porridge for breakfast. And by the time he was done cleaning up, he was hungry all over again. 9 Paul spent a lot of time in the woods. He made friends with many animals— especially the beavers. Only the bears got mad at him, because whenever they wrestled him, Paul always won. 10 Still, some things were hard for Paul. He tried to f it in, but it wasn’t easy. The other children could play with him better than he could play with them. 12 When Paul was f ifteen, the winter was so cold even the snow turned blue. One morning, Paul found a young ox half-buried in a snowdrift. If that wasn’t odd enough, the ox was as blue as the snow itself. “My poor little babe,” he said. And that’s how Babe got his name. Paul never found out where Babe came from. But it didn’t matter. Paul was just happy to have a new friend. 15 Babe was really strong. In one of their f irst jobs, Paul hitched him up to a crooked road that needed f ixing. “Pull!” he said. And Babe pulled. The road was pretty stubborn, but so were Paul and Babe. By the time the sun set, they had that road straightened out just f ine. “Good work!” Paul said to Babe, and Babe snorted back. They made a good team. 16 Starting Out Paul was always comfortable holding an ax. With his very f irst swing, he cut down a half-grown pine tree. He used it to brush his hair until the needles fell out. When he got older, Paul decided to be a lumberjack. At f irst, he had only Babe to help him. Paul cut down the trees, and Babe pulled them into stacks beside the river. 18 But there was more work to be done, more than even Paul and Babe could do. So Paul hired himself a crew. His most famous workers were his seven axmen—all named Elmer. 19 Each Elmer weighed over 300 pounds and was over six feet tall sitting down. The Elmers didn’t chop wood with regular axes. They worked faster twirling the blades around them. Johnny Inkslinger kept track of things in the logging camp off ice. There was so much f iguring to be done, he invented a pen connected directly to an ink barrel. That way, he didn’t lose time filling it up every minute or so. One week, Johnny was short of ink, and he saved twelve barrels by not crossing his t’s or dotting his i’s. 21 Lucy, the Purple Cow, gave Paul milk, cheese, and butter. She was happy as long as the grass was green. But green grass was hard to come by in cold weather. So during the winter months, Paul had Lucy wear green glasses to make the snow look like grass. Sourdough Sam, the cook, fed Paul’s logging crews. Sam’s soup kettle was so big, he had to row a boat out to the center. At dinner, his cookhouse boys wore roller skates to get from one end of the dining tables to the other. The axmen ate hundreds of f lapjacks. Sourdough Sam was always running out of space to make them. So, Ole the Blacksmith made a new griddle. A dozen men skated on bacon slabs to grease it. At f irst, the f lapjacks in the middle were too hard to reach. Then Sam added popcorn to the batter so the f lapjacks f lipped themselves. It was a good thing Paul and his men kept up their strength. They faced some strange things in the wilderness. One time, they f loated some logs down the Round River. They didn’t give the name much thought. But pretty soon, they noticed that they were going in circles. Paul was starting to get dizzy, so he dug out the center of the river and turned Round River into Round Lake. 25 27 Another time, the loggers were buzzed by mosquitoes as big as eagles. Their stingers were very nasty. Paul f inally swatted them all out into the ocean. They got lost there and never found their way back. 28 The Year of the Two Winters It was always cold in the winter. The lumberjacks were used to that. But one year was much colder than the rest. Maybe Paul should have seen it coming. The leaves that fall didn’t turn red or yellow. They turned dark blue from the cold. Once the snow started falling, it just wouldn’t quit. At f irst, the lumberjacks cut new paths through the fresh snow every day. But after a while, they let the snow pile up and dug tunnels under it instead. After a month, the snow got so deep Paul had to dig down just to f ind the treetops. Looking back, they called it the Year of the Two Winters. By January, the icicles had reached the ground and started to take root. Shadows froze against walls and couldn’t get loose. Lucy’s milk turned to ice cream before it hit the pail. And lighting f ires was no good because the f lames froze solid. They were pretty to look at but weren’t worth a lick for warmth. 33 34 Of course, things weren’t all bad. It was so cold even the bedbugs huddled together to keep warm. Scooping them up was quick and easy, so the lumberjacks had clean sheets for once. 35 Nobody got any work done because keeping warm was pretty much a full-time job. The lumberjacks let their beards grow and grow and grow. They wrapped them around like scarves. Even the snowmen needed more clothes than usual. When spring came, Paul cut everyone’s beard. The whiskers were stacked up and later stuffed into mattresses. The cracking of the ice went on for weeks. The only people who got any sleep wore three pairs of earmuffs to bed. But nobody complained. They were just glad things were back to normal. Moving On Paul and Babe were happy the long winter was over. After being cooped up for so long, they were eager to stretch their legs. Paul hitched a plow to Babe, and they dug a groove from Round Lake down to the Gulf of Mexico. As the water rushed south, it made a nice wide river. Paul called it the Mississippi. He piled the dirt neatly on one side. There were a lot of stones and boulders mixed in. When he was done, he called the whole pile the Rocky Mountains. 38 On their way back north, Paul and Babe walked through the desert. It was terribly hot, and Paul took to dragging his great ax behind him. The heavy ax cut deeply into the soft sand. At sunset, Paul turned to look behind him. “What a grand canyon!” Paul said, and the name stuck after that. 42 Back home, Paul found his loggers scratching their heads. They had piled too many logs into the river. Now the logs were stuck in a mile-long jam. Paul thought over the problem a minute. Then he told everyone to stand back. He put Babe in front of the jam and tickled his back with a pine tree. Babe thought a f ly was bothering him and f licked his tail back and forth. Each time his tail hit the water, it sent a wave crashing against the logs. They were jarred loose ten at a time, but it still took three days before the last of them broke free. Paul and his lumberjacks kept so busy that one day there were no more trees worth cutting down. Some of the loggers liked the look of the cleared land and decided to settle down. But not Paul. He needed more elbow room. So he and Babe said good-bye to the loggers and headed out west. No one knows where they ended up, and Paul was careful not to leave any footprints behind. But every time you see a big mountain or a deep canyon or a rushing river, you know these things don’t happen by themselves. So it’s a pretty good bet that Paul Bunyan was there before you. Further Reading and Websites American Folklore http://www.americanfolklore.net/ This folklore website features tall tales, ghost stories, regional legends, and famous characters. Kurelek, William. Lumberjack. 1974. Reprint, Topeka, KS: Sagebrush Education Resources, 1999. Kurelek records the traditional life of a lumberjack, in original art and text. Monte, Mike. Cut and Run: Loggin’ Off the Big Woods. Atglen, PA: Schiffer Publishing, 2002. More than 150 historical photos highlight this title about the lives of loggers in the Upper Great Lakes. Tales of American Folklore. Logan, IA: Perfection Learning, 2000. Tall tales and colorful characters are collected in this book. Copyright info Paul Bunyan: A Folklore Hero Growing Up Starting Out Moving On Further Reading and Websites