To cold, heat, and rain he appeared to be indifferent; and he seemed to care for nothing but eating.

He was very quiet, and required no kind of restraint after being brought to Captain Nicholetts.

He had lived with Captain Nicholetts' servants about two years, and was never heard to speak till within a few minutes of his death, when he put his hands to his head, and said "it ached," and asked for water: he drank it, and died.
At Chupra, twenty miles east from Sultanpoor, lived a cultivator with his wife and son, who was then three years of age.

In March, 1843, the man went to cut his crop of wheat and pulse, and the woman took her basket and went with him to glean, leading her son by the arm.
The boy had lately recovered from a severe scald on the left knee, which he got in the cold weather, from tumbling into the fire, at which he had been warming himself while his parents were at work.

As the father was reaping and the mother gleaning, the boy sat upon the grass.