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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... suppose people must think about the future sometime . And you're so practical . " " The future , eh ? " Ernest shut one eye and smiled . “ That's a big word . After I get a place of my own and have a good start , I'm going home to see ...
... suppose you acquitted her on the evidence ? " Claude blushed . " Yes , sir . " " Well , now you might read what Michelet has to say about her . There's an old translation in the Library . Did you enjoy working on it ? " " I did , very ...
... suppose I'll have to do it myself . ” " I'm a - comin ' . You'd git yourself all dusty down here . " She came breathlessly up the stairs , carrying a hamper basket full of jars , her hands and face streaked with black . " Well , I ...
... suppose it shouldn't be so , " Mrs. Wheeler said slowly , as if in doubt . Her son laughed and sat up , smoothing his rumpled hair . " The fact remains that it is , dear Mother . And if you took all the great sinners out of the Bible ...
... I'll have to turn in. Do you suppose it's still snowing?” He rose and went to look out, but the west windows were so plastered with snow that they were opaque. Even from the one on the south he could see nothing for a moment;