human
Fer th’ land sakes, she cried;
gpt
We’re Americans—and white, said Mr. Peniman laughing, as he leaped from the wagon.
human
At least we were white once, and we hope to be again. We’ve just escaped with our lives from a terrible prairie fire, and are covered with its smoke and grime.
gpt
Lord save us! ejaculated the woman.
human
Was you in the track o’ that fire? We been watchin’ it all day. We was skeered it might ketch us, but the wind wa’n’t in th’ right direction. Them prairie fires is terrible things. We mighty nigh got burned out last fall.
gpt
We used all the water we had fighting fire, Mr. Peniman continued,
human
Jim,