human
Now I'll tell you wot I'll do, continued Bounce, resuming his look of grave anxiety as the thought of his comrades recurred to him;
gpt
I'll go up the river till I comes to opposite the place where I shoved the canoe into the water. By the time I git there it'll be dark; then I'll swum across an' foller the redskins an' save my comrades if I can. If I can't, wot then? why, I'll leave the scalp of Bob Ounce to dangle in the smoke of a redskin's wigwam.