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 make 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; there is no God but he; 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 any thing before, but have lived without God in the world myself.
Wife. What have you de great God in your country, you no know him? No say O to him? No do good ting for him? That no impossible!
W.A. It is too 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!