Ocupation: Author
Life: November 30, 1835 - April 21, 1910
Birthday: November 30
Death: April 21
We catched fish, and talked, and we took a swim now and then to keep off sleepiness. It was kind of solemn, drifting down the big still river, laying on our backs looking up at the stars, and we didn’t ever feel like talking loud, and it warn’t often that we laughed, only a kind of low chuckle. We had mighty good weather, as a general thing, and nothing ever happened to us at all, that night, nor the next, nor the next.
source: Mark Twain (2010). “Adventures of Huckleberry Finn: The Only Authoritative Text Based on the Complete, Original Manuscript”, p.78, Univ of California Press
topic: Stars, Night, Drifting Off, Huckleberry, Chuckles, Good Weather, Sleepiness