human
We will leave the house standing for them that come after us, said Roswell, when the last article belonging to his schooner was taken out of it.
gpt
The deacon has crammed us so full of wood that I shall be tempted to throw half of it overboard, now we have so much cargo. Let all stand, Hazard, bunks, planks and all; for really we have no room for the materials. Even this wood, pointing to a pile of several cords that had been landed already to make room for skins and casks that had been brought out in shocks,
human
I hope it will be old Sag, sir, answered Hazard, cheerfully;
gpt
A side-door, at the best, answered Roswell.
human
With you, I trust it will be the next haven that we enter; though I shall take the schooner at once in behind Shelter Island, and tie her up to the deacon's wharf.