"It was just so with my Joe--always full of his devilment, and up to every kind of mischief, but he was just as unselfish and kind as he could be--and laws bless me, to think I went and whipped him for taking that cream, never once recollecting that I throwed it out myself because it was sour, and I never to see him again in this world, never, never, never, poor abused boy!"
En, de hemel zij mij genadig--te moeten denken, dat ik hem zweepslagen gegeven heb, omdat hij room gesnoept had, die ik zelve uit het raam heb geworpen, omdat ze zuur was geworden!--En dat ik hem nooit, nooit, nooit meer op deze aarde zal terugzien,--die arme, miskende jongen!"