human
I ain't a bettin' man, said the deacon,
gpt
Eben says there was a fellow named Weasel that hid close by, an' heerd all 'twas said, and when he went to the rum-shop an' told the miners, they hooray'd for Jim ez ef they wuz mad. Just like them crazy fellers--they hain't no idee when money's wasted.
human
The Lord waste all the money in the world that way!
gpt
An' that feller Weasel, continued Miss Peekin, giving the deacon's pet cat a vicious kick,
human
It's what _I'd_ call a powerful conversion,
gpt
But ther's more,
human
What?
gpt
Jim's back,
human
Mercy on us!
gpt
The Lord bless and prosper him!
human
Well, said Miss Peekin, with a disgusted look,
gpt
I s'pose He will, from the looks o' things; fur Eben sez that when Weasel told the fellers how it all wuz, they went to work an' put gold dust in a box fur Jim till ther wus more than he giv fur Brown, an' fellers from all round's been sendin' him dust ever since. He's mighty sight the richest man anywhere near this town.
human
Good--bless the Lord!
gpt
Ye hain't heerd all of it, though, continued Miss Peekin, with a funereal countenance.
human
They're going to be married.
gpt
Sakes alive '
human
It's so, said Miss Peekin;
gpt
Wuz a real noble, big-hearted, womanly thing to do, declared Mrs. Crankett, snatching off her spectacles;