So far as I know, this is Walter de la Mare’s only full length book for children. Published in 1910, its original title The Three Mullar-Mulgars was (presumably) so unhelpfully baffling even by early twentieth century standards, that by the time I read it in the 1960s it had been awarded a new and more explanatory title. Even so, I think it’s not particularly well known. Which is a pity. As a child I was entranced by it, and I still think it’s wonderful.
To explain the impression it made on me, a bit of personal history. I began seriously writing stories when I was ten: a series of Tales of Narnia:
fan-fiction before the term was invented. Aged 12 or so, I wrote a set of short stories I called Mixed
Magic (some not too bad, some terrible) derived from two more beloved writers, E
Nesbit and Elizabeth Goudge. By 15, heavily influenced by early Alan Garner, I was writing a story about two children
who encounter an mysterious stranger in dripping English woods and are pursued by minions of
the triple Moon Goddess: standing stones and indifferent golden-faced elves figured. The next, written
in my late teens and early twenties, by which time I was beginning to find my own voice, owed a great deal to the
enchantment I found in Walter de la Mare’s The Three Royal Monkeys. This too got shoved in a drawer, and I went on to write yet another, also unpublished and unpublishable. I finally got
myself into print with Troll Fell. And
I enjoyed every minute of all of it.
The Portingal in his hut |
The quality I loved in The Three Royal Monkeys (and was attempting to reproduce) is a rich, exotic beauty tinged with melancholy, relieved by occasional light touches of comedy. This is how it opens:
On the borders of the Forest of Munza-Mulgar lived once an old grey
Fruit Monkey of the name of Mutta-Matutta.
She had three sons, the eldest Thumma, the next Thimbulla, and the
youngest, who was a Nizza-neela, Ummanodda.
And they called each other for short, Thumb, Thimble and Nod. The rickety, tumble-down old wooden hut in
which they lived had been built 319 Munza years before by a traveller, a
Portugall or Portingal, lost in the forest 22,997 leagues from home.
I love the specificity of those numbers... After the Portingal dies, a Mulgar or monkey comes to live in the hut, where he
finds:
... all manner of strange and precious
stuff half buried – pots for Subbub; pestles and basins for Manaka-cake, etc.;
three bags of great beads, clear, blue and emerald; a rusty musket; nine
ephelantoes’ tusks; a bag of Margarita stones; and many other thing, besides
cloth and spider-silk and dried-up fruits and fishes. He made his dwelling there and died
there. This Mulgar, Zebbah, was
Mutta-Matutta’s great-great-great grandfather. Dead and gone were all.
But one day a royal traveller arrives: Seelem, ‘own brother
to Assasimmon, Prince of the Valley
of Tishnar’, accompanied
by his servant. Seelem becomes
Mutta-Matutta’s husband, but thirteen years later he leaves her, returning to
his heritage in the beautiful valleys of Tishnar. Seven years after that, on her
deathbed, she urges her sons to follow their father.
“His country lies beyond and
beyond,” she said, “forest and river, forest, swamp and river, the mountains of
Arrakkaboa – leagues, leagues away.” And
as she paused, a feeble wind sighed through the open window, stirring the
dangling bones of the Portingal, so that with their faint clicking, they too,
seemed to echo, “leagues, leagues away.”
The rest of the book follows the brothers’ difficult and
magical journey. De la Mare is unusual in treating the monkeys perfectly seriously as characters. Nod, the youngest, is
‘a Nizza-Neela, and has magic in him’; and he is the possessor of the
marvellous Wonder-Stone, which if rubbed when they are in great danger, will
bring the aid of Tishnar to them: his two elder brothers regard him with a mixture of love, impatience and awe.
Nod with the Wonder-Stone |
And who is Tishnar? There are many mysteries in this book, and she is one of them, with a
whole chapter at the end dedicated to her.
She is ‘the Beautiful One of the Mountains’; ‘wind and stars, the sea
and the endless unknown’. She it is who
instils in the heart a sense of longing; she brings peace and dreams and maybe,
in her shadow form, death.
At any rate, the brothers’ journey is precipitated when Nod
accidentally sets fire to the hut. In the fairytale tradition of the foolish yet wise younger brother, he makes many mistakes, but he is also the one who
saves his brothers from the many predicaments they find themselves in, as they
trek through the deep moonlit snow of the winter forest – escaping the
flesh-eating Minnimuls, tricking the terrifying hunting-cat Immanâla, riding
striped Zevveras, the 'Little Horses of Tishnar', finding friends and losing one
another, quarrelling and making up.
It’s a deeply spiritual quest, an epic journey with no hint of
tongue in cheek. De la Mare explores the
transience of beauty, the poignancy of loss, the immanence of death, and his
characters blaze all the more brightly in their course across the impermanent
world. There’s a lovely chapter in which Nod meets, and loses his heart to a
beautiful Water Midden (water maiden) to whom he entrusts his Wonder-Stone. Here is the song he overhears her singing ‘in
the dark green dusk’ beside a waterfall:
Bubble, Bubble,
Swim to see
Oh, how beautiful
I be,
Fishes, fishes,
Finned and fine,
What’s your gold
Compared with mine?
Why, then, has
Wise Tishnar made
One so lovely,
One so sad?
Lone am I,
And can but make
A little song,
For singing’s sake.
If you haven’t read the book before, and if you’re looking
for something at least as good as The
Hobbit (personally I think it's far better) this is the one for you.
Tishnar |
Picture credits: all illustrations by Mildred E Eldridge for 'The Three Royal Monkeys'
Katherine, a few weeks a go you chose as your Magical Classics The crock of gold, one of my favourite books and now DeLa Mare's The three royal monkeys, a sadly almost forgotten book. I have read it many times and never tire of it . It works on so many levels, and is so beautifully written and has that magic that comes of a refusal to explain too much. I adore his poetry too. Walter De La Mare is in my opinion one of this county's tragically forgotten treasures
ReplyDeleteJohn, I'm so thrilled to hear that. I was beginning to think NO ONE else had read this! But I'm also hoping that some of those who read this post may feel curious enough to go and hunt it out - it'll certainly be available second -hand - and find out for themselves. Anyway, I couldn't agree more - de la Mare is out of fashion, but deserves to be far better known. So thanks for commenting!
ReplyDeleteThese remind me of all those wonderful old books that would pop up in my small town's library during the '60s and '70s. And now I want to read these as well!
ReplyDeleteI just found this book this morning in a second hand bookstore here in Bangalore and wondered how I'd never heard of it! Half way through now and am loving it! Makes me feel like I'm getting a glimpse of that common ancestor of monkeys and humans.
ReplyDeleteHow great to hear you found it!
ReplyDeleteThis is the most profound book that I read as a child -- the only one that could be compared in its greatness to Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass. In its imaginative, symbolic, and numinous depth it is one of the most unusual, striking books I have ever read.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful review - this was one of Joan Aiken's childhood favourites, and for years she searched for secondhand copies to pass on to the family.
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ReplyDeleteI think there are several editions of the Mildred E Eldridge illustrations because I discovered some of them were in Black & Red on the web. Here is a link: https://www.ebay.fr/itm/193444489959?hash=item2d0a30aae7:g:H8kAAOSwmO5ebjvm&amdata=enc%3AAQAHAAAAsLED7zr2tyyPZzkLQu8JkyGX93IGsV7xWLyP%2FkXEzo9ZRT70ZxKEuZrTGkkW3v%2B0WVupR8CKjya5%2BjI7wrEQ9%2Fb1F35MLznX3ExONgbRQABxDNSNDMRNNpQBw%2FtBmXb8%2BHOWVHhuwOqcI0qXzqjHeGpJ6l6qgZxHW4yCGJcw2h8xrBp4nU29BAiFBaq40Lp2wFU2E4dC2%2F6qkAr7i2bG0PV1rnVdQZsJ3uoriWT%2BiPm4%7Ctkp%3ABk9SR-76rsCGYQ
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