I had, as is observed in the third year of my being here, kept a young kid, and bred her up tame, and I was in hopes of getting a he-goat; but I could not by any means bring it to pass, till my kid grew an old goat; and as I could never find in my heart to kill her, she died at last of mere age.
Como ya he dicho, en mi tercer año de permanencia en la isla, capturé una pequeña cabra y la domestiqué con la esperanza de encontrar un macho, pero no lo conseguí. Esta cabra creció, no tuve corazón para matarla y, finalmente, murió de vieja.