By Margaret Wise Brown
Illustrated by Garth Williams
Copyright 1952
This is a strange little book. I am a fan of Margaret Wise Brown’s books and
am striving to collect all of her published picture books. There really isn’t much of a story to this
one. Mister Dog, whose name is Crispin’s
Crispian, belongs to himself. He lives
all by himself in a cozy little house and does whatever he pleases. One day, when out for a walk, Mister Dog comes
upon a little boy who also belongs to himself.
He invites the homeless little boy to live with him.
“Crispin’s Crispian’s was a conservative. He liked everything at the right time –
dinner at dinner time, lunch at lunchtime, breakfast in time for breakfast, and
sunrise at sunrise, and sunset at sunset.”
Fortunately, it seems the little boy is fine with the
routine. The two walk back to Mister Dog’s
cozy house, make some soup, go to bed, and seemingly live happily ever after.
I just finished reading a biography on Margaret Wise Brown
called In the Great Green Room by Amy Gary. Reading about her life shed some light on the
meaning behind this book. It was written
soon after the death of Brown’s lover.
Their relationship hadn’t been a healthy one, with Brown being
manipulated and belittled much of the time. It seems after her lover’s death
Brown finally realized that she could belong to herself. No longer was she controlled by someone
else. If this book mirrors her feelings
at the time, she apparently realized that she could, like Mister Dog, invite
someone into her life, yet still belong to herself and maintain her own
identity.