human
Oh, it's Mrs. Lincoln and the children and her sisters! Betty exclaimed.
gpt
What perfect taste in her dress! She knows how to wear it, too. What a typical, plump, self-poised Southern matron she looks. And, oh, those darling little boys--aren't they dears! She's a Kentuckian, too--the irony of Fate! A Southerner with a Southern wife entering the White House and eight great Southern States seceding from the Union because of it. It's a funny world, isn't it?
human
The South hardly claims Mr. Lincoln as a Southerner,
gpt
Claim it or not, he is, John declared, nodding toward Betty,