human
Now, Cap, said Lincoln, as we seated ourselves at the table of a cafe,
gpt
I'll answer t'other question yur put last night. I wur up on the head of Arkansaw, an' hearin' they wur raisin' volunteers down hyur, I kim down ter jine. It ain't often I trouble the settlements; but I've a mighty _puncheon_, as the Frenchmen says, to hev a crack at them yeller-bellies. I hain't forgot a mean trick they sarved me two yeern ago, up thar by Santer Fe.
human
And so you have joined the volunteers?
gpt
That's sartin. But why ain't you a-gwine to Mexico? That 'ere's a wonder to me, cap, why you ain't. Thur's a mighty grist o' venturin', I heern; beats Injun fightin' all holler, an' yur jest the beaver I'd 'spect to find in that 'ar dam. Why don't you go?
human
So I purposed long since, and wrote on to Washington for a commission; but the government seems to have forgotten me.
gpt
Dod rot the government! git a commission for yourself.
human
How?
gpt
Jine us, an' be illected--thet's how.