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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Alexander's Bridge by Willa Cather: Horton met her. She heard it in Boston yesterday
--heard the newsboys crying it in the street.
At noon Philip Horton made his way
through the crowd with a tray and a tin
coffee-pot from the camp kitchen. When he
reached the carriage he found Mrs. Alexander
just as he had left her in the early morning,
leaning forward a little, with her hand on the
lowered window, looking at the river. Hour
after hour she had been watching the water,
the lonely, useless stone towers, and the
 Alexander's Bridge |