human
Choose your bunks, boys, they were speedily told,
gpt
But how about you, Uncle? asked Toby, solicitously;
human
No, I prefer to take it, the owner of the cabin replied;
gpt
You must get some howlers up here, sir, I should think,
human
Along in January we often have a terrible storm or blizzard, when it's utterly unsafe to venture outside the door, because one can never see ten feet away. Men have been found frozen to death close to their own cabins, which they did not dream were so close by when they gave up in despair. The storm that just visited us was pretty severe, but not to be compared with some I have seen.
gpt
George, take your pick of bunks,