When I found this, in mint condition, in one of my favourite local second-hand bookshops, I was surprised and thrilled and bought it quick-smart before anyone else spotted it. I've loved Dumas since I read The Count of Monte Cristo several years ago, when I lived in Japan. Yep, that one book sold me. I loved The Three Muskateers too, and I don't know why I haven't yet read the old copy of The Man in the Iron Mask that's hiding somewhere on my bookcase. Those are his three most famous books, and like with most Classics authors, it's hard to find any of their less well-known works. This is where Hesperus Press comes in: they publish all these famous authors' less well-known works, from Dickens to the Brontë sisters, Tolstoy, Pushkin, Hardy, Woolf. I read their edition of Yevgeny Zamyatin's We - the book that influenced 1984 and Brave New World - and I realised I have another one of theirs on my shelf: The Squabble by Nikolai Gogol. And can I just add, as someone who loves and cares about the way stories get to me, the way they are printed and bound and so on, that Hesperus makes beautiful books. Truly lovely, lovely to hold, very finely made, laid out, great font, everything. Hats off to them!
One Thousand and One Ghosts is fiction, but is narrated by a twenty-seven year old Dumas (27 at the time of the story, older when he is "recalling" it). It is set in France in 1831, and the shadow of the guillotine still hangs heavy over the land. Dumas is in the country, at the home of an old friend, for a shooting weekend. Wandering off from his fellows, he makes his way back through the village, Fontenay-aux-Roses. While walking down the main street, he encounters a wild-looking man with arms drenched in blood, and, arrested by this strange vision, he follows the man to the home of the Mayor, M. Ledru, where he unhesitatingly confesses that he has just murdered his wife.
The man, Jacquemin, is in a state of perpetual terror and the reason for it becomes clear soon enough: he asserts that after beheading his wife with a sword while she knelt in the cellar to get wine from the barrel, he went to pick up the head and she bit him on the hand and wouldn't let go! He put his wife's head on a sack of plaster, whereupon it let go of his hand to say: "You wretch! I was innocent!"
Dumas is swept up in events and ends up being a police witness, seeing first-hand the decapitated body, the pool of blood, the head on the sack and the sword on the stairs. The only person who seems to believe Jacquemin (who confesses to everything except why he wanted to kill his wife in the first place), is the Mayor. M. Ledru invites Dumas back to his home for dinner, where he introduces him to his friends and associates: Monsieur Alliette, who has lived for two hundred and seventy-five years; Hedwige, a very pale blonde woman who was the victim of a vampire; Father Moulle and Chevalier Lenoir; and finally Dr Robert and the police superintendent. Dr Robert is a staunch disbeliever, and cannot understand why Ledru would say he believes that a decapitated head spoke.
Beginning with Ledru, each character (except Dumas and the superintendent) takes their turn in telling a ghost story: a story they were, almost always, personally involved in that convinced them of various supernatural oddities. Each story is sad and haunting and scary. Ledru's is tragic: he fell in love with a young aristocrat in hiding during the Revolution, who was found out and beheaded. Even the doctor has a story, which he sees as evidence for his own arguments but is perhaps the most chilling ghost story of them all.
Each story is concerned with death and the effect of the guillotine on the nation's psyche. As the translator noted in his introduction, they all "get it in the neck" one way or the other. Apparently, at the time, there was quite a bit of debate about whether the guillotine really was the most effective way to kill people, whether the severed spinal cord and nerves did ensure not just simultaneous death in the body but death in the head as well. It's a really creepy idea, that heads can live on for a brief time after decapitation. I think these days we know for sure that they don't, but that doesn't make these stories any less chilling.
One Thousand and One Ghosts is wonderfully told, vivid with detail, and rich in history and drama. It just makes me hungry for more Dumas! A book to treasure.