One of OursStandard Ebooks Claude Wheeler is the son of a successful Nebraskan farmer and a very devout mother. He’s sent to a private religious college because his mother feels it’s safer, but he yearns for State college where he might be able expand his knowledge of the real world. Claude doesn’t feel comfortable in any situation, and almost every step he takes is a wrong one. While he’s struggling to find his way in a questionable marriage, the U.S. decides to enter World War I, and Claude enlists. He’s commissioned as a lieutenant, and he and his outfit are deployed to France in the waning months of the war. There Claude finds the purpose he’s been missing his whole life. One of Ours is Cather’s first novel following the completion of her Prairie Trilogy, which she finished before the U.S. had entered the war. Cather’s cousin Grosvenor had grown up on the farm next to hers, had many of the traits she gave to Claude, and, like her protagonist, went with the Army to France towards the end of the war. After the war was over, she felt compelled to write something different than the novels she had become known for, saying that this one “stood between me and anything else.” Although today it’s not considered her best work, the novel won the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 1923. This book is part of the Standard Ebooks project, which produces free public domain ebooks. |
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... stopped grinding and gazed at him mournfully. She knew him, and wrinkled her nose and drew her upper lip back from her worn teeth, to show that she liked being petted. She let him touch her foot and examine her leg. When Claude reached ...
... stopped to get his breath and to be sure that he was outwardly composed before he went in to see his mother . " Ran against a reaper in the dark ! " he muttered aloud , clenching his fist . Listening to the deep singing of the frogs ...
... stopped with a jerk that sent the volumes tumbling to the floor. He picked them up and looked at his watch. It was noon. The freight would lie here for an hour or more, until the eastbound passenger went by. Claude left the car and ...
... stopped to put away the car, he walked on alone to the house. He never came back without emotion —try as he would to pass lightly over these departures and returns which were all in the day's work. When he came up the hill like this ...
... came into the kitchen and stopped on his way upstairs long enough to say , " Hello , Claude . You look pretty well . ” “ Yes , sir . I'm all right , thank you . " “Bayliss tells me you've been playing football a good deal.”