Quotes || That kind of sound a ghost makes

The stars was shining, and the leaves rustled in the woods ever so mournful; and I heard an owl, away off, who-shooing about somebody that was dead, and a whippoorwill and a dog trying about somebody that was going to die; and the wind was trying to whisper something to me and I couldn’t make out what it was, and so it made the cold shivers run over me. Then away out in the woods I heard that kind of a sound that a ghost makes when it wants to tell about something that’s on its mind and can’t make itself understood, and so can’t rest easy in its grave and has to go about the way every night grieving. — Mark Twain, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

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