The Adventurous Simplicissimus · Chapter
How the Lord Governor Shot a Very Foul Fox explained
After the master-drinkers leave with minstrels and women, the Governor lies down in pain from anger or overeating.
What happens
After the master-drinkers leave with minstrels and women, the Governor lies down in pain from anger or overeating. Simplicissimus is called back when the Governor cannot whistle or speak clearly, and he helps him vomit into a silver basin. The foul stench nearly makes Simplicissimus faint, but he fears for the Governor's life. After rinsing, the Governor orders Simplicissimus to dispose of the 'fox.' Simplicissimus, in his simplicity, asks the steward what to do, who jokingly suggests taking it to the tanner or doctor, but then orders it taken to the kitchen, where the maids mock him.
Themes in this chapter
Folly and Wisdom
Simplicissimus's naive obedience contrasts with the steward's mocking jokes, highlighting the folly of blind trust and the wisdom of experience.
Deception and Appearance
The steward's deceptive instructions to take the vomit to the tanner or doctor reveal how appearances of authority can be used to exploit simplicity.
Characters to notice
- Simplicissimus
Assists the Governor during his illness, follows orders naively, and is mocked by the maids.
- The Governor
Suffers from overeating or anger, vomits violently, and orders Simplicissimus to dispose of the mess.
Key passages
“Then he took me quickly by the arm and made me so to stand that I must hold the basin right before his mouth. Then all must out, with grievous retchings, and such foul stuff was discharged into the said basin that I near fainted away by reason of the unbearable stench, and specially because some fragments spurted up into my face.”
He grabbed my arm and positioned me to hold the basin in front of his mouth. He vomited violently, and the stench was so awful that I almost fainted, especially when some splashed into my face.
Simplicissimus describes the disgusting task of holding the basin for the Governor's vomit.
““Thou fool,” says he, “go and take it to the tanner to tan his hides therewith.” So I asked where could I find the tanner: but he perceiving my simplicity. “Nay,” says he, “take it to the doctor, that he may see from it what our lord’s state of health is.””
The steward called me a fool and told me to take it to the tanner for tanning hides. When I naively asked where the tanner was, he mocked me further by suggesting I take it to the doctor for diagnosis.
The steward exploits Simplicissimus's simplicity with sarcastic instructions.