human
It's a strong place, said Redhand, checking the pace of his horse and pointing to a small edifice or fort which stood on the summit of a little mound or hill about a quarter of a mile in advance of them--
gpt
Men of pluck sometimes get careless, and go to sleep, though, said March Marston, riding up to the old trapper;
human
I've heard o' such forts bein' taken by redskins before now.
gpt
So have I, lad, so have I, returned Redhand;
human
I've heard o' a fort bein' attacked by Injuns when the men were away huntin', an' bein' burnt down. But it ginerally turns out that the whites have had themselves to thank for't.
gpt
Ay, that's true, observed Bounce;
human
I guess they was powerful green to do anything o' the sort, said Big Waller.
gpt
I knowed a feller as was in command of a party o' whites, who got into much the same sort of fix with the Injuns--always fightin' and murderin'; so what does he do, think ye?
human
Shooted de chief and all hims peepil,
gpt
Nothin' o' the sort, replied Waller.
human
He sends for the chief, an' gives him a grand present, an' says he wants to marry his darter. An' so he _did_ marry his darter, right off, an' the whites an' redskins was friends ever after that. The man what did that was a gentleman too--so they said; tho' for my part I don't know wot a gentleman is--no more do I b'lieve there ain't sich a thing; but if there be, an' it means anything good, I calc'late that that man _wos_ a gentleman, for w'en he grew old he took his old squaw to Canada with him, 'spite the larfin' o' his comrades, who said he'd have to sot up a wigwam for her in his garden. But he says, `No,' says he, `I married the old ooman for better an' for worse, an' I'll stick by her to the last. There's too many o' you chaps as leaves yer wives behind ye when ye go home--I'm detarmined to sot ye a better example.' An' so he did. He tuk her home an' put her in a grand house in some town in Canada--I don't well mind which-- but when he wasn't watchin' of her, the old ooman would squat down on the carpet in the drawin'-room, for, d'ye see, she hadn't bin used to chairs. His frinds used to advise him to put her away, an' the kindlier sort said he should give her a room to herself, and not bring her into company where she warn't at ease; but no, the old man said always, `She's my lawful wedded wife, an' if she was a buffalo cow I'd stick by her to the last'--an' so he did.
gpt
Vraiment he was von cur'ous creetur,
human
See, they have descried us!