human
This hyar shor' air a mighty purty weepon, doctor. I reckon she'll drap a bullet purty nigh whar hit's aimed ter go.
gpt
Try it,
human
Air she loaded? I haint right familiar with these hyar repeatin' guns, with thar leevers an' sich.
gpt
She shoots a trifle high, compared with the average rifle, I've found--perhaps an inch at a hundred yard range.
human
Thank ye, sir, replied Jerry, and added simply,
gpt
I reckon I'll jest chip the top off'n thet big rock erfore the oak tree, yonder.