Christopher Nicholson combines a mischievous sensibility with a creative imagination in this delicate and satisfying story. Working with a subject that could easily degenerate into either sentimentality or bathos, he tells a nuanced story of devotion, empathy, humanity, bittersweet memories, and conscience.
The voice he adopts in THE ELEPHANT KEEPER is entirely his own. He playfully hints at this in a meditation on the differences between speech and writing. His character, a stable boy, is asked to write a memoir of the elephant he tends. The stable boy's struggle to articulate this story is playfully used by Nicholson to reflect on the struggles of the writer. “In speech they use...words...whereas when they write, they employ a different vocabulary....[One] does not meet an Elephant, but encounters it....There is an entirely different language for writing....” It is a succinct reminder that a story is an intimate link between reader and author's minds.
It is a literary conceit that this story is told by Tom, son of Timothy, head groom to Mr. John Harrington of Somerset, a well-to-do Bristol merchant. Yet, because of Tom's modern sensibility regarding animals, the reader is quickly drawn into this beautifully told tale. We want to believe, and so we do. In a voice that only gradually comes to speak as a bond of trust is slowly forged, Jenny the Elephant speaks in Tom's mind. These consist of non-judgmental observations and commonsense (for an Elephant) questions. As Tom teaches Jenny to count, Tom muses that this will demonstrate to his master that animals and humans are not so different after all. As Jenny accepts a carrot as a reward, he imagines her thinking: “Is it so important? May I have another carrot, please, Tom?” The content is so “elephantine,” but the polite diction so human. This is the gift of Nicholson's storytelling.
The bond between Tom and Jenny is tested as voices around Tom, his mother, and more importantly, his friend Lizzy, argue that the Elephant, being not human, is somehow subordinate to the dominion (and selfish desires) of humans. The characters that people this story are all too human. The ignorant village gossip; the pretensions of the pseudo educated; the boorish attitude of entitlement by the younger generation of gentry; and the occasional goodness of the few who retain both a sense of humility and a connecttion to the land.
There is a nostalgic or perhaps romantic element to this tale. Look at the English landscape paintings of Richard Wilson or George Stubbs. There is a monumental quality bestowed on nature, and a connection to domestic animals that ended when urban life came to overshadow the rural. It is no accident that this is also the period of the Enclosures, when the Commons were being fenced off causing a cataclismic change in English social relations.
It is fitting that Nicholson chooses to tell the bulk of his tale in the present tense. There is a timelessness element to this story which leaves us with the consolation: “Not to take what Life offers would be a great mistake, and taking what Life offers must be one of the secrets of happiness....Is that not what, in her own way, Jenny has taught me? If I remain uneasy, I think, it is perhaps merely because Life seems to offer different people such different things.”