human
Dear Josiah, I don't know but you're right. I feel as though I want you near me to protect me. That melted his heart, but alas, did not affect his pocket book, and he sez,
gpt
I would go down with you in a minute, Samantha, but jest consider on the 50 cents we would spend there, how much comfort that would bring to some lonely widder, mebby a blind woman, who is a-hunger and ye fed her not.
human
Josiah Allen, will that poor widder git that fifty cents?
gpt
It is easy to make the excuse that the money you are asked for in charity will do so much more good somewhere else, but, sez I sternly,
human
He still kep' his hand in his pocket round that pocket book I believe, whilst he took a new tact:
gpt
The air, Samantha, in that room will be stiflin', and if I should take you into that place and you should stifle, I should die away myself, I couldn't live a minute without you, dear Samantha,