THE GALLOPING PLOUGH
by Laurence Housman · from The Field of Clover
Adapted Version
Noodle walked and walked. He saw a big farm. It was winter, but green plants grew there! 'Wow!' thought Noodle. A man worked in the field. Noodle asked, "How do plants grow now?" The man said, "Magic Plough." The Farmer owns it.
Noodle saw the Magic Plough. It was silver and shiny. It moved very fast. It was like a toy. It went zoom, zoom, zoom! The Farmer whistled. The plough came back. Noodle loved the plough. He wanted it so much.
Noodle went to The Farmer. "Please, I want your plough," he said. The Farmer smiled. "Work for me one year," he said. "Make the plough follow you. It is yours then. If not, you work for me long." Noodle agreed.
Noodle worked hard for one year. He worked every day. At night, he went to the plough. He whistled to it. The Magic Plough did not move. It did not come. Noodle felt sad.
Noodle had a special ring. It made food taste sweet. He put the ring in his mouth. He thought, "Sweet whistle for plough?"
Noodle whistled with his ring. A sweet sound came out. The Magic Plough moved! It wiggled a little. Then it stopped. Noodle was happy. He smiled.
The Farmer saw the plough. It moved a little. He talked to it. "My sweet plough," he said. He gave it yummy corn. The plough ate the corn. It ate like a horse.
It was the last night. Noodle took some corn. He whistled with his ring. He held out the corn. The Magic Plough did not move. It did not eat.
Noodle put the ring in his hand. The ring touched the corn. The corn became very sweet. The plough smelled it. It came to Noodle's hand. It ate the sweet corn. Yum!
Noodle whistled again. His whistle was very sweet. The Magic Plough jumped up! It followed Noodle. It was like a happy puppy. Zoom, zoom, zoom!
Next morning, Noodle saw The Farmer. "My year is done," Noodle said. "I go now." The Farmer smiled. He thought Noodle had nothing.
Noodle put his ring to his lips. He whistled. The Magic Plough came! It was very fast. Noodle jumped on it. He rode away. Fast, fast, fast!
The Farmer whistled loud. He threw corn. But the plough did not stop. It did not turn back. Noodle's whistle was sweeter. Noodle's corn was sweeter. The plough liked Noodle more. It went with Noodle.
Original Story
THE GALLOPING PLOUGH
oodle went on many miles till he came near to a rich man's farm. Though it was the middle of winter, all the fields showed crops of corn in progress; here it was in thin blade, and here green, but in full ear; and here it was ripe and ready for harvest. 'How is this,' he said to the first man he met, 'that you have corn here in the middle of winter?' 'Ah!' said the man, 'you have not heard of the Galloping Plough; you too have to fall under bondage to my master.' 'What is your master?' inquired Noodle, 'and in what bondage does he bind man?'
'My master, and your master that shall soon be,' answered the old man, 'is the owner of all this land and the farmer of it. He is rich and sleek and fat like his own furrows, for he has the Galloping Plough as his possession. Ah, that! 't is a very miracle, a wonder, a thing to catch at the heartstrings of all beholders; it shines like a moonbeam, and is better than an Arab mare for swiftness; it warms the very ground that it enters, so that seeds take root and spring, though it be the middle of winter. No man sees it but what he loses his heart to it, and sells his freedom for the possession of it. All here are men like myself who have become slaves because of that desire. You also, when you see it, will become slave to it.'
Noodle went on through the summer and the spring corn, till he came to bare fields. Ahead of him on a hill-top he saw the farmer himself, sleek and rosy, and of full paunch, lolling like a lord at his ease; yet with a working eye in the midst of his leisure.
To and fro, up to him and back, shot a silver gleam over the purple brown of the fields; and Noodle's heart gave a thump at the sight, for the spell of the Galloping Plough was on him.
Now and then he heard a clear sound that startled him with its note. It was like the sweet whistling cry of a bird many times multiplied. Ever when the silver gleam of the Plough had run its farthest from the farmer, the cry sounded; and at the sound the gleam wavered and stayed and flew back dartingly to the farmer's side. So Noodle understood how this was the farmer's signal for the Plough to return; and the Plough knew it as a horse its master's voice, and came so fast that the wind whistled against its silver side.
As he watched, Noodle's heart went down into the valley and up the hillside, following in the track of the Galloping Plough. 'I can never be happy again,' thought he; 'either I must possess it, or must die.'
He came to the farmer where he sat calling his Plough to him and letting it go; and the farmer smiled, the wide indulgent smile of a man who knows that a bargain is about to fall his way.
'What is the price,' asked Noodle, 'of yonder Galloping Plough, that runs like an Arab mare, and returns to you at your call?'
Said the farmer, 'A year's service; and if the Plough will follow you, it is yours; if not, then you must be my bondman until you die!'
Noodle looked once the way of the Galloping Plough, and his heart flapped at his side like a sail which the wind drops and lets go; and he had no thought or will left in him but to be where the Galloping Plough was. So he closed hands on the bargain, to be the farmer's servant either for a year, or for his whole life.
For a year he worked upon the farm, and all the while plotted how he might win the Galloping Plough to himself. The farmer kept no watch upon it, nor put it under lock and key, for the Plough recognised no voice but his own, nor went nor came save at his bidding. In the night Noodle would go down to the shed or field where it lay, and whistle to it, trying to put forth notes of the same magical power as those which came through the farmer's lips.
But no sound that came from his lips ever stroked life into its silver sides. The year was nearly run out, and Noodle was in despair.
Then he remembered the firestone ring, the Sweetener. 'May be,' said he, 'since it changes to sweetness whatever I eat and drink, it will sweeten my voice also, so that the Plough will obey.' So he put the ring between his lips and whistled; and at the sound his heart turned a somersault for joy, for he felt that out of his mouth the farmer's magic had been over-topped and conquered.
The Galloping Plough stirred faintly from the furrow where it lay, breaking the ground and marring its smooth course. Then it shook its head slowly, and returned impassively to rest.
In the morning the farmer came and saw the broken earth close under the Plough's nose. Noodle, hiding among the corn hard by, heard him say, 'What hast thou heard in the night, O my moonbeam, my miracle, that thy lily-foot has trodden up the ground? Hast thou forgotten whose hand feeds thee, whose corn it is thou lovest, whose heart's care also cherishes thee?'
The farmer went away, and presently came back bearing a bowl of corn; and Noodle saw the Plough lift its head to its master's palm, and feed like a horse on the grain.
Then Noodle, gay of heart, waited till it was night, and surely his time was short, for on the morrow his wages were to be paid, and the Plough was to be his, or else he was to be the farmer's bondservant for the rest of his life. He took with him three handfuls of corn, and went down to where the Plough stood waiting by the furrow. Shaping his lips to the ring, he whistled gently like a lover, and immediately the Plough stirred, and lifted up its head as if to look at him.
'O my moonbeam, my miracle,' whispered Noodle, 'wilt thou not come to the one that feeds thee?' and he held out a handful of corn. But the Plough gave no regard to him or his grain: slowly it moved away from him back into the furrow.
Then Noodle laughed softly and dropped his ring, the Sweetener, into the hand that held the grain; and barely had he offered the corn before he felt the silver Plough nozzling at his palm, and eating as a horse eats from the hand of its master.
Then he whistled again, placing the Sweetener back between his lips; and the Galloping Plough sprang after him, and followed at his heels like a dog.
So, finding himself its master, he bid it stay for the night; and in the morning he said to the farmer, 'Give me my wages, and let me go!' And the farmer laughed, saying, 'Take your wages, and go!'
Then Noodle took off his ring, the Sweetener, and laid it between his lips and blew through it; and up like a moonbeam, and like an Arab mare, sprang the Galloping Plough at his call. So he leaped upon its back, crying, 'Carry me away out of this land, O thou moonbeam, and miracle of beauty, and never slacken nor stay except I bid thee!'
Vainly the farmer, borne down on a torrent of rage and amazement, whistled his best, and threw corn and rice from the rear; for the whistling of Noodle was sweeter to the ear, and his corn sweeter to the taste, and he nearer to the heart of the Galloping Plough than was the old master whom it left behind.
Story DNA
Moral
True mastery comes not from ownership or power, but from understanding and nurturing what you wish to control.
Plot Summary
Noodle encounters a rich farmer who owns a magical 'Galloping Plough' that makes crops grow year-round. Obsessed with possessing it, Noodle bargains a year of service for a chance to win the Plough, or face lifelong bondage. After failing to call the Plough with his voice, Noodle uses a magical 'Sweetener' ring to enhance his whistle and the corn he offers, successfully charming the Plough away from its original master. He then rides off on the Plough, leaving the furious farmer behind, having won his freedom and the object of his desire through cleverness and understanding.
Themes
Emotional Arc
despair to triumph
Writing Style
Narrative Elements
Cultural Context
Laurence Housman was an English writer and illustrator, known for his fairy tales and fantasy. This story reflects common folk tale themes of magical objects and clever protagonists.
Plot Beats (14)
- Noodle travels through winter fields with out-of-season crops and learns about the magical Galloping Plough and the farmer who owns it.
- An old man warns Noodle that all who see the Plough become slaves to the farmer due to their desire for it.
- Noodle sees the Galloping Plough, a silver, swift, and warm plough that responds to the farmer's whistle, and is instantly obsessed with owning it.
- Noodle approaches the farmer and bargains for the Plough: a year's service for a chance to win it, or lifelong servitude if he fails.
- Noodle works for a year, secretly trying to whistle to the Plough at night, but it never responds to his voice.
- In despair, Noodle remembers his 'Sweetener' ring, which makes anything he eats or drinks sweet, and decides to try whistling through it.
- Whistling through the Sweetener, Noodle causes the Plough to stir, though it returns to rest.
- The farmer notices the disturbed ground and speaks to the Plough, then feeds it corn, revealing its horse-like nature.
- On the last night of his service, Noodle takes corn and, using the Sweetener, first tries to whistle and offer corn, but the Plough ignores him.
- Noodle drops the Sweetener into his hand holding the corn, and the Plough immediately eats from his palm.
- Noodle whistles again through the Sweetener, and the Galloping Plough springs to life and follows him like a dog.
- The next morning, Noodle demands his wages from the farmer, who mockingly agrees.
- Noodle puts the Sweetener to his lips, whistles, and the Galloping Plough appears, upon which he leaps and rides away.
- The farmer tries to whistle and throw corn to reclaim the Plough, but Noodle's whistle and corn, enhanced by the Sweetener, are more appealing, and the Plough leaves with Noodle.
Characters
Noodle ★ protagonist
Lean and agile, with a determined glint in his eyes. His build suggests a life of travel and resourcefulness, not yet hardened by prolonged labor.
Attire: Simple, practical traveler's attire suitable for walking long distances, likely made of durable wool or linen in muted earth tones, perhaps a tunic and breeches with sturdy boots.
Wants: To possess the Galloping Plough and the freedom and power it represents, driven by an intense desire for its beauty and utility.
Flaw: His initial overwhelming desire for the Plough makes him vulnerable to the farmer's bargain, almost leading him into lifelong servitude.
Transforms from a curious traveler captivated by a magical object into its cunning and rightful master, gaining freedom and power.
Curious, ambitious, determined, resourceful, observant.
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A young man with a lean build and determined expression, standing upright, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. He has practical, short brown hair and keen brown eyes. He wears a simple, durable grey linen tunic, dark brown breeches, and sturdy leather boots. A small, simple silver ring is visible on his right hand. He holds a handful of golden corn in his left hand, looking at it thoughtfully. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The Farmer ⚔ antagonist
Sleek, rosy, and of full paunch, indicating a life of prosperity and ease. He is well-fed and comfortable, reflecting his wealth.
Attire: Rich, comfortable clothing befitting a wealthy landowner, likely made of fine wool or linen in deep, earthy colors, perhaps a waistcoat over a shirt, and sturdy but well-made trousers. Not overly ornate, but clearly of good quality.
Wants: To maintain his wealth and power, primarily through the unique capabilities of the Galloping Plough and by binding others into servitude.
Flaw: His overconfidence and underestimation of Noodle's resourcefulness, believing his bond with the Plough to be unbreakable.
Remains unchanged in his character, but loses his most prized possession and source of power, ending in a torrent of rage and amazement.
Sleek, cunning, indulgent, possessive, shrewd, arrogant.
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A middle-aged man with a full paunch and a rosy, healthy complexion, standing upright, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. He has a wide, indulgent smile and shrewd, dark eyes. His hair is neatly combed, dark brown with touches of grey. He wears a dark green wool waistcoat over a cream linen shirt, sturdy brown trousers, and polished leather boots. His posture is relaxed and confident, with hands clasped over his stomach. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The Old Man ○ minor
Unspecified, but likely weathered and perhaps stooped from a life of labor, reflecting his 'bondage' to the farmer.
Attire: Simple, worn peasant clothing, likely made of coarse linen or wool in muted, faded colors, indicative of a life of servitude.
Wants: To warn Noodle about the farmer and the Plough's allure, perhaps out of a sense of shared fate.
Flaw: His own bondage and inability to escape the farmer's influence.
Remains unchanged, serving as an exposition character.
Resigned, cautionary, knowledgeable about the farmer's system.
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An elderly man with a weathered face and a resigned expression, standing upright, facing forward, full body visible from head to toe. He has sparse grey hair and tired, deep-set eyes. He wears a faded, patched brown linen tunic and simple, worn trousers. His shoulders are slightly hunched. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
The Galloping Plough ◆ supporting
Shines like a moonbeam, a silver gleam. It is described as having a 'lily-foot' (its ploughshare) and a 'silver side'. It moves with incredible swiftness, 'better than an Arab mare'.
Attire: Not applicable, as it is an object. Its 'wardrobe' is its inherent silver gleam.
Wants: To be cherished and fed by its master, responding to the 'sweetness' of their voice and corn.
Flaw: Its loyalty can be swayed by a 'sweeter' voice and offering.
Its loyalty shifts from the farmer to Noodle, becoming Noodle's means of escape and power.
Responsive to its master's voice and affection, initially loyal to the farmer, but capable of transferring its loyalty to one who offers 'sweeter' care. It is described as a 'miracle' and a 'wonder'.
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A magical, sleek silver plough, glowing faintly, with intricate, smooth curves. It has a sharp, gleaming ploughshare that resembles a 'lily-foot'. The plough is suspended slightly above the ground, appearing to be in motion, with a sense of incredible speed and grace. Plain white background, full body visible head to toe, single figure, no watermark, no text, no signature.
Locations
Rich Man's Farm Fields
Vast agricultural fields, unusually showing crops of corn in all stages of growth (thin blade, green in full ear, ripe for harvest) simultaneously, despite it being the middle of winter. The ground is a purple-brown color in the bare sections, with silver gleams from the Galloping Plough.
Mood: Mysterious, industrious, later awe-inspiring and covetous.
Noodle first encounters the magical farm and witnesses the Galloping Plough in action, immediately falling under its spell.
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A vast, rolling agricultural landscape in mid-winter. Patches of vibrant green corn in various growth stages (thin blades, full ears) are interspersed with rich, purple-brown tilled earth. A bright silver, almost ethereal plough streaks across the fields, leaving a faint luminous trail. The sky is a pale, cool winter blue, with low, soft sunlight casting long, subtle shadows. No specific architectural elements, focus on the expansive, magically fertile fields. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
Farmer's Hilltop Vantage Point
A specific hilltop within the farm fields where the rich farmer sits at ease, observing his land and controlling the Galloping Plough. It offers a clear view of the plough's movements across the fields.
Mood: Commanding, leisurely, later tense and confrontational.
Noodle confronts the farmer to bargain for the Galloping Plough, making the fateful agreement.
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A gentle, rounded hilltop overlooking expansive, tilled farm fields that stretch to the horizon. The ground on the hilltop is firm, dry earth, with sparse, winter-dormant grasses. In the distance, patches of miraculously green corn are visible. The sky is a clear, bright afternoon blue, with the sun low, casting a soft, warm light across the landscape. A single, well-fed farmer sits comfortably on the ground, observing his domain. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
Shed/Field where Plough Rests
A humble shed or an open field furrow where the Galloping Plough rests at night. The ground is tilled earth, sometimes broken by the plough's movements.
Mood: Secretive, desperate, hopeful, magical.
Noodle secretly tries to win the Plough's loyalty, first failing, then succeeding with the Sweetener ring, and finally claiming it.
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A close-up, low-angle view of a magical, silver plough resting in a freshly turned furrow of dark, rich earth under a clear, star-dusted winter night sky. The ground around the plough is slightly disturbed, showing faint tracks. The air is still and cold, with a subtle, ethereal glow emanating from the plough itself. No other structures are visible, focusing solely on the plough and the immediate ground. no border, no frame, no watermark, no text, no signature, edge-to-edge illustration.
