<!--#include virtual="/HEADER"-->Extracts From Adam's Diary
Translated from the original MS.
by Mark Twain
[NOTE.--I translated a portion of this diary some years ago, and
a friend of mine printed a few copies in an incomplete form, but
the public never got them.
Since then I have deciphered some more
of Adam's hieroglyphics, and think he has now become sufficiently
important as a public character to justify this publication.--M. T.]
This new creature with the long hair is a good deal in the way.
It is always hanging around and following me about.
I don't like
Cloudy to-day, wind in the east
Where did I get that word? .
I remember now--
the new creature uses it.
Been examining the great waterfall.
It is the finest thing on the
estate, I think.
The new creature calls it Niagara Falls--why,
I am sure I do not know.
Says it looks like Niagara Falls.
is not a reason
chance to name anything myself.
The new creature names everything
that comes along, before I can get in a protest.
And always that
same pretext is offered--it looks like the thing.
There is the
dodo, for instance.
Says the moment one looks at it one sees at
a glance that it "looks like a dodo."
It will have to keep that
name, no doubt.
It wearies me to fret about it, and it does no
Dodo! It looks no more like a dodo than I do.
Built me a shelter against the rain, but could not have it to
myself in peace.
The new creature intruded.
When I tried to put
it out it shed water out of the holes it looks with, and wiped it
away with the back of its paws, and made a noise such as some of
the other animals make when they are in distress.
I wish it would
at the poor creature, a slur
heard the human voice before, and any new and strange sound
intruding itself here upon the solemn hush of these dreaming
solitudes offends my ear and seems a false note.
And this new
sound is so close to me
ear, first on one side and then on the other, and I am used only
to sounds that are more or less distant from me.
The naming goes recklessly on, in spite of anything I can do.
had a very good name for the estate, and it was musical and pretty--
Privately, I continue to call it that, but not
any longer publicly.
The new creature says it is all woods and
rocks and scenery, and therefore has no resemblance to a garden.