' ' Foe the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect or solicit belief. ' '
' ' ... My general temperament and character -- through the instrumentality of the Fiend Intemperance -- had experienced a radical alteration for the worse. ' '
' ' One morning, in cool blood, I slipped a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree; hung it with the tears streaming from my eyes, and with the bitterest remorse at my heart ... ' '
' ' And now I was indeed wretched beyond the wretchedness of mere Humanity ... Evil thoughts became my sole intimates -- the darkest and most evil of thoughts. ' '
' ' Here at least, then, my labor has not been in vain. ' '
' ' The corpse, already greatly decayed and clotted with gore, stood erect before the eyes of the spectators. Upon its head, with red extended mouth and solitary eye of fire, sat the hideous beast. ' '