human
You see, Miss Mary, said Aunt Matilda,
gpt
Ise kind o' disturbed in me min'. I rit a letter a long time ago, and Ole Miles ain't fetched me no answer yit, and it sorter worries me.
human
I didn't know you could write,
gpt
Neither I kin, said Aunt Matilda.
human
I jist got dat Greg'ry Montague to write it fur me, and dear knows what he put in it.
gpt
Who was your letter to, Aunt Matilda?
human
I do' know his name, but he works de telegrum at Hetertown. An' I do' min' tellin' you 'bout it, Miss Mary, ef you do' worry dem chillen. De letter was 'bout my money in de telegrum comp'ny. Dat was reel silber money, an' I hain't heerd nor seed nothin' of it sence.