human
I guess we need that Sunday-school pretty quick, Aunt Alice. The dog don't want to play with us, and we ought to be comforted some way.
gpt
They're grown people, all over again,
human
What do you mean?
gpt
NOW YOU KNOW WHAT KIND OF MEALS LITTLE BOYS LIKE, AUNT ALICE.
human
Only this--that when their own devices fail, they're in a hurry for the consolations of religion, said Mr. Burton.
gpt
May I visit the Sunday-school?
human
I suppose I can't keep you away, sighed Mrs. Burton, leading the way to the parlor.
gpt
Boys, said she, greeting her nephews,
human
Ole Uncle Ned,
gpt
Oh, that's not a Sunday song,
human
said Toddie,
gpt
said Budge,
human
Aw wight, said Toddie; and he immediately started the old air himself, with the words,
gpt
There liezh the whisky-bottle, empty on the sheff,