Wife.—No laugh; why laugh me? This no ting to laugh.
[He was justly reproved by his wife, for she was more serious than he at first.]
W.A.—That’s true, indeed; I will not laugh any more, my dear.
Wife.—Why you say you God makee all?
W.A.—Yes, child, our God made the whole world, and you, and me, and all things; for He is the only true God, and there is no God but Him. He lives for ever in heaven.
Wife.—Why you no tell me long ago?
W.A.—That’s true, indeed; but I have been a wicked wretch, and have not only forgotten to acquaint thee with anything before, but have lived without God in the world myself.
Wife.—What, have you a great God in your country, you no know Him? No say O to Him? No do good ting for Him? That no possible.
W.A.—It is true; though, for all that, we live as if there was no God in heaven, or that He had no power on earth.
Wife.—But why God let you do so? Why He no makee you good live?