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Historical,
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Horror Tales; American,
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legends,
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Dracula; Count (Fictitious character),
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into some kind of—
exploration—of history. So finally I gave myself up to it. And I‘m very pleased that history interests you, too.
One spring night when I was still a graduate student, I was in my carrel at the university library, sitting alone very late among rows and rows of books. Looking up from my work, I suddenly realized that someone had left a book whose spine I had never seen before among my own textbooks, which sat on a shelf above my desk. The spine of this new book showed an elegant little dragon, green on pale leather.
I didn‘t remember ever having seen the book there or anywhere else, so I took it down and looked through it without really thinking. The binding was soft, faded leather, and the pages inside appeared to be quite old. It opened easily to the very center. Across those two pages I saw a great woodcut of a dragon with spread wings and a long looped tail, a beast unfurled and raging, claws outstretched. In the dragon‘s claws hung a banner on which ran a single word in Gothic lettering: DRAKULYA .
I recognized the word at once and thought of Bram Stoker‘s novel, which I hadn‘t yet read, and of those childhood nights at the movie theater in my neighborhood, Bela Lugosi hovering over some starlet‘s white neck. But the spelling of the word was odd and the book clearly very old. Besides, I was a scholar and deeply interested in European history, and after staring at it for a few seconds, I remembered something I‘d read. The name actually came from the Latin root for dragon or devil , the honorary title of Vlad Tepes—
the ―Impaler‖—of Wallachia, a feudal lord in the Carpathians who tormented his subjects and prisoners of war in unbelievably cruel ways. I was studying trade in seventeenth-century Amsterdam, so I didn‘t see any reason for a book on this subject to be tucked in among mine, and I decided it must have been left there accidentally, perhaps by someone who was working on the history of Central Europe, or on feudal symbols.
I flipped through the rest of the pages—when you handle books all day long, every new one is a friend and a temptation. To my further surprise, the rest of it—all those fine old ivory-colored leaves—was completely blank. There wasn‘t even a title page, and certainly no information about where or when the book had been printed, no maps or endpapers or other illustrations. It showed no imprint of the university library, no card or stamp or label.
After gazing at the book for a few more minutes, I set it on my desk and went down to the card catalog on the first floor. There was indeed a subject card for ―Vlad III (‗Tepes‘) of Wallachia, 1431- 1476—See also Wallachia, Transylvania, and Dracula.‖ I thought I should check a map first; I quickly discovered that Wallachia and Transylvania were two ancient regions in what was now Romania. Transylvania looked more mountainous, with Wallachia bordering it on the southwest. In the stacks I found what seemed to be the library‘s only primary source on the subject, a strange little English translation from the 1890s of some pamphlets about ―Drakula.‖ The original pamphlets had been printed in Nuremberg in the 1470s and ‗80s. The mention of Nuremberg gave me a chill; only a few years earlier, I had followed closely the trials there of Nazi leaders. I‘d been too young by one year to serve in the war before it ended, and I had studied its aftermath with all the fervor of the excluded. The volume of pamphlets had a frontispiece, a crude woodcut of a man‘s head and shoulders, a bullnecked man with hooded dark eyes, a long mustache, and a hat with a feather in it. The image was surprisingly lively, given the primit ive medium.
I knew I should be getting on with my work, but I couldn‘t help reading the beginning of one of the pamphlets. It was a list of some of Dracula‘s crimes against his own people, and against some other groups, too. I could repeat what it said, from memory, but I