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Willy Shaklespy

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The less you've got the more you dream.

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But they braced themselves, crowded around the cage, and did not ever want to move away.

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seemed to carry freedom around with it too; somewhere in his jaws it seemed to lurk; and the joy of life streamed with such ardent passion from his throat that for the onlookers it was not easy to stand the shock of it.

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The food he liked was brought to him without hesitation by the attendants; he seemed not even to miss his freedom; his noble body, furnished almost to the bursting point with all that it needed,

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Even the most insensitive felt it refreshing to see this wild creature leaping around the cage that had so long been dreary. The panther was all right.


Into the cage they put a young panther.


“Well, clear this out now!” said the overseer, and they buried the hunger artist, straw and all.

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These were his last words, but in his dimming eyes remained the firm though no longer proud persuasion that he was still continuing to fast.


“because I couldn’t find the food I liked. If I had found it, believe me, I should have made no fuss and stuffed myself like you or anyone else.”

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“Because,” said the hunger artist, lifting his head a little and speaking, with his lips pursed, as if for a kiss, right into the overseer’s ear, so that no syllable might be lost,

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“and why can’t you help it?”


“What a fellow you are,” said the overseer,


“Because I have to fast, I can’t help it,” said the hunger artist.

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“but why shouldn’t we admire it?”


“I always wanted you to admire my fasting,” said the hunger artist.

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“Of course,” said the overseer, and tapped his forehead with a finger to let the attendants know what state the man was in, “we forgive you.”


“I always wanted you to admire my fasting,” said the hunger artist.

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and tapped his forehead with a finger to let the attendants know what state the man was in, “we forgive you.”


“Of course,” said the overseer,


only the overseer, who had his ear to the bars, understood him.


“Are you still fasting?” asked the overseer, “when on earth do you mean to stop?” “Forgive me, everybody,” whispered the hunger artist;

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