BIBLIOTHECA AUGUSTANA

 

Mark Twain

1835 - 1910

 

Extracts from Adam's Diary

 

1893/1901

 

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Saturday

 

THE new creature eats too much fruit. We are going to run short, most likely. “We” again – that is its word; mine too, now, from hearing it so much. Good deal of fog this morning. I do not go out in the fog myself. The new creature does. It goes out in all weathers, and stumps right in with its muddy feet. And talks. It used to be so pleasant and quite here.