-Igual passava amb el meu Joe: sempre ple d'endiastrament, i a punt de fer qualsevol entremaliadura; pero era recte i generós i bo, com més no es pugui ser. I (Déu em beneeixi!) pensar que vaig fuetejar-lo per haver-se begut la llet, sense que mai se m'acudís que jo mateixa l'havia llençada perque era agra!
"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!"