human
said I, looking straight into his eyes--he's got awful nice eyes, only kind of stern sometimes, and this was one of the times--with a cold shiver running down my back,
gpt
I forgot. They were just starting as I came along, and Harry Hunter hurrahed for 'Britannia and Rowell,' and I hurrahed for 'Hail, Columbia.'
human
And 'Yankee Doodle, and Fourth of July,'
gpt
You needn't say any more, Morningstar, says he,
human
I ate 'em, says he;
gpt
I thought they was yours, and you wouldn't mind. The shoes were gone.
human
I guess a tramp I met took 'em, says Jerry.
gpt
He had a bundle sticking out of one of his coat pockets.
human
I'm sorry to punish Morningstar, but, as I told him a short time ago, his memory needs a lesson. And so I shall be obliged to ask him to go every play-hour to Michael Snow's grounds and give him his services, until such time as Snow shall consider himself repaid for the damage done to-day.
gpt
Oh, I say now, that won't do at all, blurts out Harry Hunter, turning very red,
human
I beg pardon, sir, but what I'd like to say is this: Morningstar forgot his promise in his wish to uphold the honor of his country, sir--
gpt
And we'll all go with him this very afternoon, sir, says Walt Ray,
human
And we'll pay for the broken flower-pots, sir,