Well, I opened most of my Christmas presents Tuesday (there’s still a couple I haven’t got that are out on Amazon). Some of them I got way back in November. I really enjoyed this and was surprised at the gifts I got. I'll do these one at a time throughout the next couple days when I have something to say about each...
First, I’d like to thank Nick for the Mark Twain Mississippi Writings collection. I felt silly putting it on there, but it seemed like an American Library wouldn’t be complete without Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer. Plus I’ve never read Pudd'nhead Wilson, a little detective thing, so that should be fun.
Excerpt:
In that same month of February, Dawson's Landing gained a new citizen. This was Mr. David Wilson, a young fellow of Scotch parentage. He had wandered to this remote region from his birthplace in the interior of the State of New York, to seek his fortune. He was twenty-five years old, college bred, and had finished a post-college course in an Eastern law school a couple of years before.
He was a homely, freckled, sandy-haired young fellow, with an intelligent blue eye that had frankness and comradeship in it and a covert twinkle of a pleasant sort. But for an unfortunate remark of his, he would no doubt have entered at once upon a successful career at Dawson's Landing. But he made his fatal remark the first day he spent in the village, and it "gaged" him. He had just made the acquaintance of a group of citizens when an invisible dog began to yelp and snarl and howl and make himself very comprehensively disagreeable, whereupon young Wilson said, much as one who is thinking aloud:
"I wish I owned half of that dog."
"Why?" somebody asked.
"Because I would kill my half."
I’ll keep you posted.