With these I spent most of my time, and never was so happy as when feeding and caressing them. I was especially fond of animals, and was indulged by my parents with a great variety of pets. My tenderness of heart was even so conspicuous as to make me the jest of my companions. Hereafter, perhaps, some intellect may be found which will reduce my phantasm to the common-place - some intellect more calm, more logical, and far less excitable than my own, which will perceive, in the circumstances I detail with awe, nothing more than an ordinary succession of very natural causes and effects.įrom my infancy I was noted for the docility and humanity of my disposition. To me, they have presented little but Horror - to many they will seem less terrible than barroques. In their consequences, these events have terrified - have tortured - have destroyed me. My immediate purpose is to place before the world, plainly, succinctly, and without comment, a series of mere household events. But to-morrow I die, and to-day I would unburthen my soul. Yet, mad am I not - and very surely do I not dream. Mad indeed would I be to expect it, in a case where my very senses reject their own evidence. FOR the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief.
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