Never can I forget it.

He said, with the kindest intentions in the world, to my mother, that I was a likely boy and apt to learn; and he believed that if a basket were fitted out for me with knickknacks to sell, I could peddle them around the wharves and make quite a considerable sum.

I never knew what an enraged woman meant till then.

My mother was sitting sewing at the moment, but she sprang to her feet with outstretched hands and shook them in his face.
"What! my son a peddler and go among rough men upon the wharves! I would rather throw him into the Allegheny River.

Leave me!" she cried, pointing to the door, and Mr.Hogan went.
She stood a tragic queen.