Sample of Eve's Diary by Mark Twain
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Eve's Diary by Mark Twain, narrated it by Make Murray Saturday. I am a whole day old now. I arrived yesterday. That is as it seems to me, and it must be so, for if there was a day before yesterday, I was not there when it happened or I should remember. It could be, of course, that it did happen and that I was not noticing very well. I will be very watchful now, and if any day before yesterday's happened, I will make a note of it. It will be best to start right and not let the record get confused. For some instinct tells me that these details are going to be important to the historian someday. For I feel like an experiment. I feel exactly like an experiment. It would be impossible for a person to feel more like an experiment than I do. And so I am coming to feel convinced that that is what I am. An experiment Justin experiment and nothing more. Then, if I am an experiment by the whole of it, No, I think not. I think the rest of it is part of it. I am the main part of it, but I think the rest of it has its share in the matter. It's my position assured. Do I have to watch it and take care of it? The latter? Perhaps some instinct tells me that eternal vigilance is the price of supremacy. That's a good phrase, I think. For one so young, everything looks better today than it did yesterday in the Russia finishing up yesterday. The mountains were left in a ragged condition, and some of the planes were so cluttered with rubbish in remnants that the aspects were quite distressing. Noble and beautiful works of art should not be subjected to haste, and this majestic new world is indeed a most noble and beautiful work and certainly marvelously near to being perfect. Notwithstanding the shortness of time. There are too many stars in some places, and not enough and others It can be remedied presently. No doubt the moon got loose last night and slid down and fell out of the scheme a very great loss. It breaks my heart to think of it. There isn't another thing among the ornaments and decorations that is comparable to a for beauty and finish. It should have been fastened better if we could only get it back again. But of course there is no telling where it went to him. Besides, whoever gets it will hide it. I know it because I would do it myself. I believe I can be honest and all other matters. But I already begin to realize that the core and center of my nature is love of the beautiful Ah, passion for the beautiful and that it would not be safe to trust me with the moon that belonged to another person. And that person didn't know I had it. I could give up a moon that I found in the daytime because I should be afraid someone was looking. But if I found it in the dark, I am sure I would find some kind of an excuse for not saying anything about it. I do love moons. There is so pretty and so romantic. I wish we had five or six. I would never go to bed. I should never get tired laying on the mosque bank and looking up with, um, stars are good, too. I wish I could get them to put in my hair, but I suppose I never can. You would be surprised to find out how far off they are for they do not look it. When they first showed last night, I tried to knocks him down at the poll that it didn't reach, which astonished me. Then I tried Claude's till I was all tired out, but I never got one. It was because I am left handed and cannot throw good. Even when I aimed at the one I wasn't after, I couldn't hit the other one. So I did make some close shots, for I saw the black blood of the Claude sail right into the midst of the golden clusters 40 or 50 times, just barely missing them. And if I could have held out a little longer, maybe I could have got one. So I cried a little. Which is natural, I suppose, for one of my age. And after I was arrested, I got a basket and started for a place on the extreme room of the circle where the stars were close to the ground and I could get them with my hands, which would be better anyway, because I could gather them tenderly then and not break them. But it was further than I thought, and at last I had to give up. I was so tired, I couldn't drag my feet another step. And besides, they were sore and hurt me very much. Couldn't get back home. It was too far turning cold. But I found some tigers and nestled in among them and was most adorably comfortable. And their breath was sweet and pleasant because they live on strawberries. I had never seen a tiger before, but I knew them in a minute by the stripes. If I could have one of those skins, it would make a lovely gown. Today I am getting better ideas about distances. I was so eager to get hold of every pretty thing that I giddily grabbed for it sometimes when it was too far off and sometimes when it was but six inches away but seemed to foot. Alas, with thorns between, I learned a lesson. Also, I made an axiom, a lot of my own head, my very 1st 1 The scratched experiment shuns the thorn. I think it is a very good one for one so young. I followed the other experiment around yesterday afternoon, at a distance to see what it might be for if I could, but I was not able to make it out. I think it is a man I had never seen a man, but it looked like one, and I feel sure that that is what it is. I realized that I feel more curiosity about it than any of the other reptiles. If it is a reptile and I suppose it is, for it has Frau Z hair in blue eyes and looks like a reptile. It has no hips, tapers like a carrot. When it stands, it spreads itself apart like a derrick. So I think it is a reptile, though it may be architecture. I was afraid of it at first and started to run every time it turned around for I thought it was going to chase me. But by and by, I found it was only trying to get away. So after that, I was not timid anymore. Protracted along several hours, about 20 yards behind, which made it nervous and unhappy at last, it was a good deal. Worried and climbed a tree. I waited a good while, then gave it up in one home Today, the same thing over. I've got it up the tree again