human
Here shall be the place for the house! cried Mrs. Peniman, her eyes sparkling.
gpt
What could be lovelier? Where could we find anything finer if we searched the whole Territory of Nebraska? Here we would have shade, water, shelter from the wind, a spring, and a world of good farming land all about us!
human
That field over there has a southern exposure and would be fine for corn, mused Mr. Peniman.
gpt
We could sow oats and wheat over there on the plateau, that point running down to the river would make good pasture-land——
human
And we could build a little spring-house over the creek down there in that little bend,
gpt
Yes, said Joshua Peniman, thoughtfully knitting his heavy brows,
human
I believe that it would do—I believe that it would do well. But to make sure that we are all accord in this important matter we will take a vote. Think now, my children, for upon your decision this morning may rest the beginnings of a colony—a town—a city—perhaps, the beginning of civilization in this part of the Territory. The place where you will probably all carve out your futures, and where, I hope, you will leave your mark upon the civilization of the West.