"Jeff VanderMeer - Mahout" - читать интересную книгу автора (Vandermeer Jeff)

Mahout
a short story by Jeff VanderMeer
"MARY: THE LARGEST LIVING LAND ANIMAL ON EARTH.
3 INCHES LARGER THAN JUMBO AND WEIGHING OVER 5
TONS…"
-- Billboard for the Sparks Circus, 1916



You watch the bruised sky as the sun sets outside Dan's Eatery.
Dan's lies off County Road Twelve, Tennessee. The farms and
paint-peeled houses surrounding it form the town of Erwin.

Flocks of starlings mimic the dance of leaves on the dirt road outside.
Rust-red leaves. Your hands are brown. People stare at you from
other tables, someone whispering, "…East Indian darky…" 1916: you
are sixty-seven years old and thousands of miles from home.

You arrived with the circus early this morning, south about a mile,
where the railroad tracks crisscross a small station, amphitheater, and
coal tipple: a staggering troupe of stiltmen, clowns wielding saws, and
highwire women so stiff they cannot bend at the waist, at least until the
next show. The trains don't even bother passing through Erwin, but
this is your day off and you wanted to escape the swelter of people.
Tomorrow your elephants, the ones you have trained for fifteen years,
will perform for the Ringmaster. After the elephant show, you will
perform again: Come see the amazing psychic! Can read your
mind! Come see the Brahmin holy man!

You are not truly psychic. Neither are you of the Brahmin caste. You
wear a Sikh turban. They expect it, even though you are Hindu and
the weather hot. But at least you can be near the elephants.

"I have been with the shows for three years and have
never known the elephant to lose her temper before."
--Mr. Heron, press agent, Johnson City Comet, Sept. 14, 1916, pg. 1

"'Murderous Mary,' as she was termed by spectators,
has been in the circus for fifteen years and this is
the first time anyone has come to harm."

--Nashville Banner, Sept. 13, 1916, pg. 9



The light fades from the windows until the starlings are blurs of
shadow and bar lamps reflect on the glass. You sweat despite the
chill; the nervous tic under your right eye where the blood vessel has
burst works in and out. Your hands become clenched claws.