human
Crazy idiot,
gpt
It was related that he had been
human
even to the owner, and had escaped discharge only by being the quickest worker in the office, the best handy man at turning motor statistics into lively news-stories. Una saw that he liked to stand about, bawling to the quizzical S. Herbert Ross that
gpt
Ever try to write any fiction?
human
No, but Lord! any fool could write better stuff than they publish. It's all a freeze-out game; editors just accept stuff by their friends.
gpt
Say, Nat. Read that and tell me just what you think of it. I'm going to put some literary flavor into the _Gas-bag_ even if it does explode it. Look--see. I've taken a boost for the Kells Karburetor--rotten lying boost it is, too--and turned it into this running verse, read it like prose, pleasant and easy to digest, especially beneficial to children and S. Herbert Souse, Sherbert Souse, I mean. He rapidly read an amazing lyric beginning,
human
Motorists, you hadn't better monkey with the carburetor, all the racers, all the swells, have equipped their cars with Kells. We are privileged to announce what will give the trade a jounce, that the floats have been improved like all motorists would have loved.
gpt
Punk last line, but I'll fix it up. Say, that'll get 'em all going, eh? Say, I bet the Kells people use it in bill-board ads. all over the country, and maybe sign my name. Ads., why say, it takes a literary guy to write ads., not a fat-headed commercialist like S. Charlie Hoss.
human
That's what you get when you try to give the _Gas-bag_ some literary flavor--don't appreciate it!
gpt
What's trouble, girlie? Anybody I can lick for you? Glad to fire the owner, or anything. Haven't met you yet, but my name is Roosevelt, and I'm the new janitor,