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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: holding oilcloth bundles, and a little girl clung to her mother's skirts.
Presently a man with a lantern approached them and began to talk,
shouting and exclaiming. I pricked up my ears, for it was positively
the first time I had ever heard a foreign tongue.
Another lantern came along. A bantering voice called out:
`Hello, are you Mr. Burden's folks? If you are, it's me you're looking for.
I'm Otto Fuchs. I'm Mr. Burden's hired man, and I'm to drive you out.
Hello, Jimmy, ain't you scared to come so far west?'
I looked up with interest at the new face in the lantern-light.
He might have stepped out of the pages of `Jesse James.'
He wore a sombrero hat, with a wide leather band and a bright buckle,
My Antonia |
