CANDACE FLEMING

Outtakes

Q: What got cut from the book?

I cut so much from the story—anecdotes and pho­tographs. The biggest rea­son was length. I sim­ply couldn’t tell the read­er every­thing. But I sure want­ed to!  So I’ll tell a few of those sto­ries here.

One day in 1909, an old peas­ant cou­ple arrived at the palace. Clutch­ing a burlap sack, the old man explained to the court offi­cial that he and his wife had used all their mon­ey to trav­el from Siberia just to bring their “Father Tsar” a present.

Q: What kind of present?

The man showed him. Open­ing his sack, he whis­tled sharply. Instant­ly, a sable jumped from the bag. Scur­ry­ing up the man’s arm, it hid inside the col­lar of the peasant’s coat, leav­ing just the tip of its twitch­ing nose visible.

Russian sable
Russ­ian sable from The Trap­per’s Guide, 1867, in the pub­lic domain

The offi­cial was impressed. A tamed sable was extreme­ly rare. He imme­di­ate­ly tele­phoned the Tsar’s pri­vate apart­ments. Would his majest like to see the animal?

“As quick­ly as pos­si­ble,” replied Nicholas. “The chil­dren are wild with impatience.”

Min­utes lat­er, the awestruck peas­ant cou­ple was led along gleam­ing hall­ways and up car­pet­ed stairs to the nurs­ery. Alexan­dra and all the chil­dren were there. But it was Nicholas’ pres­ence that aston­ished the old man. “We threw our­selves at his feet,” he recalled, “and the sable looked as if he under­stood it was the Tsar himself.”

Nicholas told the peas­ant to let the ani­mal go. As the chil­dren squealed and chased after the sable—who clawed his way up the back­side of the cur­tains and bur­rowed under the thick com­forters in a fran­tic attempt to escape—the Tsar chat­ted with the couple.

Even though he ruled Ser­bia, he knew very lit­tle about the place. He asked the peas­ants all sorts of ques­tions. “What types of homes do you live in?” “what are things like?” “How [do you] go hunting?”

Unfor­tu­nate­ly, the old man had a hard time con­cen­trat­ing on the con­ver­sa­tion. He kept glanc­ing ner­vous­ly at the excit­ed sable and the even more excit­ed chil­dren. “My sable,” he lat­er admit­ted, “[made] too much of an upset in the palace. It [was] not used to rooms like that.”

The Tsar obvi­ous­ly agreed. When the cou­ple left a few hours lat­er, they tood along a gold watch engraved with the Impe­ria eagle, a jew­eled brooch, and enough mon­ey to cov­er the cost of their long trip back to Siberia. They also took home the sable.

2 Responses

  1. Awe­some! I can’t wait to read this! I’m a pub­lic librar­i­an and have always loved your non-fic­tion books. I recent­ly dis­cov­ered “The Fabled Fourth Graders of Aesop Ele­men­tary School” and am using that in a Sum­mer “Dessert and Dis­cus­sion” pro­gram with my fourth to sixth graders! Thanks for your great works!

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