human
Ye can baat the baaters, exclaimed Terry, rising to his feet, and shaking hands with his victor.
gpt
I niver met any one who could down me in that sthyle. I don't know how ye did the same, but I haven't any doubts that ye done it, as me great uncle remarked whin the cannon ball took off his head.
human
Deerfoot thinks maybe his brother would be glad to lay him on the ground?
gpt
I'll be hanged if I don't try it,
human
My brother can not throw Deerfoot, said the latter;
gpt
I wouldn't like to fall at all; but if you think you can get me on my shoulders, just try it; that's all.
human
It shall be as my brother wishes.