Marshall Saunders, Beautiful Joe: An Autobiography
“ And I'm going to know the butcher that kills my animals, that have been petted like children. I said to Davidson, over there in Hoytville, 'If I thought you would herd my sheep and lambs and calves together, and take them one by one in sight of the rest, and stick your knife into them, or stun them, and have the others lowing, and bleating, and crying in their misery, this is the last consignment you would ever get from me.' "He said, 'Wood, I don't like my business, but on the word of an honest man, my butchering is done as well as it can be. ”
