Three Months Later

The perplexity augments instead of diminishing. I sleep but little. It

has ceased from lying around, and goes about on its four legs now. Yet

it differs from the other four-legged animals in that its front legs

are unusually short, consequently this causes the main part of its

person to stick up uncomfortably high in the air, and this is not

attractive. It is built much as we are, but its method of travelling

shows that it is not of our breed. The short front legs and long hind

ones indicate that it is of the kangaroo family, but it is a marked

variation of the species, since the true kangaroo hops, whereas this

one never does. Still, it is a curious and interesting variety, and has

not been catalogued before. As I discovered it, I have felt justified

in securing the credit of the discovery by attaching my name to it, and

hence have called it Kangaroorum Adamiensis…. It must have been a young

one when it came, for it has grown exceedingly since. It must be five

times as big, now, as it was then, and when discontented is able to

make from twenty-two to thirty-eight times the noise it made at first.

Coercion does not modify this, but has the contrary effect. For this

reason I discontinued the system. She reconciles it by persuasion, and

by giving it things which she had previously told it she wouldn’t give

it. As already observed, I was not at home when it first came, and she

told me she found it in the woods. It seems odd that it should be the

only one, yet it must be so, for I have worn myself out these many

weeks trying to find another one to add to my collection, and for this

one to play with; for surely then it would be quieter, and we could

tame it more easily. But I find none, nor any vestige of any; and

strangest of all, no tracks. It has to live on the ground, it cannot

help itself; therefore, how does it get about without leaving a track?

I have set a dozen traps, but they do no good. I catch all small

animals except that one; animals that merely go into the trap out of

curiosity, I think, to see what the milk is there for. They never drink

it.

Extracts from Adam's Diary, translated from the original ms. · 第 28 / 35 题