I felt so lonesome I most wished I was dead. The stars were shining, and the leaves rustled in the woods ever so mournful; and I heard an owl, away off, who-whooing about somebody that was dead, and a whippowill and a dog crying about somebody that was going to die;
Mark TwainAbout author
- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: November 30, 1835
- Died: April 21, 1910
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