Part one of term paper
What n' tarnation is this? We have t' fit the hull damned rebel army? Damn, look at that thar army. Looks lik a buncha grey fittin' wombats from hell made o' steel! By ginger, them grey's is a chargin' fast! An' ar lieutenant wants us tuh fight them? We just fought a lil' bit ago. That lieutenant's a over der smackin' away dem soldr's ...

Part two of term paper
... sheep runnin' from a wolf. Thar faces are full uh ghostly expressions. Lik' thit felluh' who's got a ghostly blue face wid dem eyes as big as his face. Er that man who's runnin' lik there's no tomorrow. Perty damn scarey if yuh were t'ask me! Now the hull regmnt is uh runnin' lik one scared sheep. And them grey's are uh commin' fastur n' fastur. I'm a thinkin' it's gonna be a low hour if I don't get a runnin' soon here. It's uh time t' drop meh rifle and m'hat... Sweet Jesus I'm a commin' to ...