O Pioneers!Houghton Mifflin, 1913 - 306 pages |
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Page 10
... little curl of bitterness and skepticism . The two friends stood for a few moments on the windy street corner , not speaking a word , as two travelers , who have lost their way , sometimes stand and admit IO O PIONEERS !
... little curl of bitterness and skepticism . The two friends stood for a few moments on the windy street corner , not speaking a word , as two travelers , who have lost their way , sometimes stand and admit IO O PIONEERS !
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... stood still , at the bottom of a winding ravine with steep , shelving sides overgrown with brush and cottonwoods and dwarf ash . This creek gave a sort of identity to the farms that bordered upon it . Of all the bewildering things about ...
... stood still , at the bottom of a winding ravine with steep , shelving sides overgrown with brush and cottonwoods and dwarf ash . This creek gave a sort of identity to the farms that bordered upon it . Of all the bewildering things about ...
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... stood in the sitting- room , next to the kitchen . Through the day , while the baking and washing and ironing were going on , the father lay and looked up at the roof beams that he himself had hewn , or out at the cattle in the corral ...
... stood in the sitting- room , next to the kitchen . Through the day , while the baking and washing and ironing were going on , the father lay and looked up at the roof beams that he himself had hewn , or out at the cattle in the corral ...
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... stood at the foot of the bed . Their father looked at them searchingly , though it was too dark to see their faces ; they were just the same boys , he told himself , he had not been mistaken in them . The square head and heavy shoulders ...
... stood at the foot of the bed . Their father looked at them searchingly , though it was too dark to see their faces ; they were just the same boys , he told himself , he had not been mistaken in them . The square head and heavy shoulders ...
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... stood in the doorway of his cave , and looked off at the rough land , the smiling sky , the curly grass white in the hot sunlight ; if one listened to the rapturous song of the lark , the drumming of the quail , the burr of the locust ...
... stood in the doorway of his cave , and looked off at the rough land , the smiling sky , the curly grass white in the hot sunlight ; if one listened to the rapturous song of the lark , the drumming of the quail , the burr of the locust ...
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Page 32 - He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, And herb for the service of man : That he may bring forth food out of the earth...
Page 32 - He sendeth the springs into the valleys, which run among the hills. They give drink to every beast of the field : the wild asses quench their thirst.
Page 16 - Now, when he had at last struggled out of debt, he was going to die himself. He was only forty-six, and had, of course, counted upon more time. Bergson had spent his first five years on the Divide getting into debt, and the last six getting out. He had paid off his mortgages and had ended pretty much where he began, with the land. He owned exactly six hundred and forty acres of what stretched outside his door; his own original homestead and timber claim, making three hundred and twenty acres, and...
Page 42 - A pioneer . . . should be able to enjoy the idea of things more than the things themselves," Miss Gather says; disaster comes when an idea becomes an actuality.
Page 113 - There are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before.
Page 71 - It gives itself ungrudgingly to the moods of the season, holding nothing back. Like the plains of Lombardy, it seems to rise a little to meet the sun. The air and the earth are curiously mated and intermingled, as if the one were the breath of the other.
Page 86 - Ivar pulled a red handkerchief out of the breast of his blouse and wiped his eyes and beard. "But I should not wish you to keep me if, as they say, it is against your interests, and if it is hard for you to get hands because I am here." Alexandra made an impatient gesture, but the old man put out his hand and went on earnestly: — "Listen, mistress, it is right that you should take these things into account. You know that my spells come from God, and that I would not harm any living creature. You...
Page 77 - On either side of the road, for a mile before you reached the foot of the hill, stood tall osage orange hedges, their glossy green marking off the yellow fields. South of the hill, in a low, sheltered swale, surrounded by a mulberry hedge, was the orchard, its fruit trees knee-deep in timothy grass.
Page 59 - For the first time, perhaps, since that land emerged from the waters of geologic ages, a human face was set toward it with love and yearning.