human
Tooby sho I kin, honey. What you reckon I been doin' all deze long-come-shorts ef I dunner how ter spell? How you speck I kin git 'long, haulin' an' maulin', ef I dunner how ter spell? Why, I could spell long 'fo' I know'd my own name.
gpt
Long-come-shorts, what are they?
human
Rainy days an' windy nights,
gpt
Let's hear you spell, then,
human
Dee-o-egg, dog, was the prompt response. Nan looked at Uncle Plato to see if he was joking, but he was solemnity itself.
gpt
E-double-egg, egg!
human
Now spell John A. Murrell,
gpt
Why, honey, dat man wuz rank pizen. En spozen he wa'nt, how you speck me ter spell sump'n er somebody which I ain't never laid eyes on? How I gwineter spell Johnny Murrell, an' him done dead dis many a long year ago?
human
Well, spell goose, then,
gpt
Deyer so many un um, honey, dey'd be monstus hard fer ter spell.
human
Well, just spell one of them then,
gpt
Which un, honey?
human
Any one you choose.
gpt
Uh-uh, honey; dat ain't nigh gwine ter do. Ef you speck me fer ter spell goose, you got ter pick out de one you want me ter spell.
human
Well, spell the one behind all the rest.
gpt
Dat ar goose got half-grown goslin's, an' I ain't never larnt how ter spell goose wid half-grown goslin's. You ax too much, honey.
human
Then spell the one next to head.
gpt
Dat ar ain't no goose, replied Uncle Plato, with an air of triumph;
human
I don't believe you know how to spell goose,
gpt
Don't you fool yo'se'f, honey, remarked Uncle Plato in a tone of confidence.
human
You git me a great big fat un, not too ol', an' not too young, an' fill 'er full er stuffin', an' bake 'er brown in de big oven, an' save all de drippin's, an' put 'er on de table not fur fum whar I mought be settin' at, an' gi' me a pone er corn bread, an' don't have no talkin' an' laughin' in de game--an' ef I don't spell dat goose, I'll come mighty nigh it, I sholy will. Ef I don't spell 'er, dey won't be nuff lef' fer de nex' man ter spell. You kin 'pen' on dat, honey.