human
I heered ye, Mis' Hodgkins the fust time ye spoke, but when I'm a thinkin' a thought, I ain't apt ter answer.
gpt
Good gracious! ejaculated Mrs. Hodgkins,
human
I hope fer the good of yer family, ye don't think 'em often.
gpt
I'm allus er workin' ter improve my intellec'; that's why I ain't er goin' ter school. Got so I knowed all the teacher knowed last year, so 'tain't nothin' but a waste er time ter think of goin' this year.
human
Yer father said ye was goin' ter devote yer time ter literatoor; what d' he mean by that, Timotheus?
gpt
Wall, I'll have ter help on the farm, but between chores, I expect ter be readin' what literatoor we own. On the shelf in our parlor we've got the almanic, a New England Primer, a book er Martyrs, a book called Book er Beauty, another with a yaller kiver called the Pirate's Den, and one more called The Letter Writer, 'n' I guess by the time I've read all them I'll know a heap. Father says he expects I'll do somethin' wonderful yet, 'n' I guess he's 'baout right.
human
Well of all the
gpt
I guess I better write that daown before I fergit it,