Axidava

The Weirdest World

As I am now utterly without hope, lost to my mission and lost in the sight of my crew, I will record what petty thoughts I may have for what benefit they may give some other starfarer. Nine long days of bickering! But the decision is sure. The crew will maroon me. I have lost all control over them.

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The Outrage – A True Story

It was five o’clock on a July afternoon. The heat was terrible. The whole of the huge stone-built town breathed out heat like a glowing furnace.

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The Day Of Judgment

I am thirteen years old and Jill is eleven and a quarter. Jill is my brother. That isn’t his name, you know; his name is Timothy and mine is George Zacharias; but they call us Jack and Jill.

Well, Jill and I had an invitation to Aunt John’s this summer, and that was how we happened to be there.

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An English Funeral

The most humorous sight which I have seen was an English funeral, performed in the most fashionable manner; for you must know they perform funerals here.

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Freddie

“Oh, boy!” people say of Freddie. “You just ought to meet him some time! He’s a riot, that’s what he is—more fun than a goat.”

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On Cyclones

I desire to state that my position as United States cyclonist for this judicial district is now vacant. I resigned on the 9th day of September, A.D. 1884.

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My Dog

I have owned quite a number of dogs in my life, but they are all dead now.

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