human
Oh mamma she said,
gpt
human
But, Lenore, said the mother,
gpt
human
Oh, mamma, said Lenore,
gpt
I did not see him, he was not there.
human
said the mother, tenderly, but still Lenore sobbed.
gpt
How could I forget the dear papa, for a stranger and a string of pearls. Then the mother kissed her, and soothed her till she was comforted. Soon after a ship arrived, bringing letters from the father.
human
I am now in Spain, he wrote, my dear, native land. Bright Castile! the world has nothing like thee! No mountains like the snow-capped Sierras, no valleys like Granadas, and no river like the blue Guadalquivir, but,
gpt
and my greatest earthly treasures, wife and child, are in California, and, though far away in castellated Spain, my heart wings its way homeward, and every delight is treasured, to be renewed again, with you.
human
I shall soon return to you, dear wife, the husband you love, but little daughter, the pearls, 'pure and white as snow, and large and clear as the dew-drops,' I have not found in Spain, but have heard of them, and if possible you shall have them at any price.