One of OursLindhardt og Ringhof, 14.07.2022 - 200 Seiten ‘One of Ours’ is Willa Cather's Pulitzer prize-winning story about life on the American frontier. The country teeters on the brink of World War I and Claude Wheeler finds himself a conflicted man. The son of a successful farmer, Wheeler is unhappy, despite a comfortable life and guaranteed fortune. A pious mother, demanding father and loveless marriage push the young idealist to a new and bloodier frontier. As America enters the war, Claude Wheeler is about to find what he’s been searching for all his life. Willa Cather’s acclaimed novel is an examination of the changing American frontier and the making of a soldier. Willa Cather (1873-1947), was an American Pulitzer prize-winning writer who won acclaim for her novels that captured the American pioneer experience. Her books include ‘O Pioneers!’ (1913), ‘The Song of the Lark’ (1915), ‘My Ántonia’ (1918) and Death Comes for the Archbishop (1927) which was an instant critical success. In 1923, Cather gained widespread international acclaim when she was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for ‘One of Ours’, a novel set during World War I. Willa Cather was granted honorary degrees by Princeton, Berkeley and Yale and in 1931 she was honoured with the cover of 'Time Magazine'. The American Academy of Arts and Letters awarded her a gold medal for fiction in 1944. |
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... hand. "If you want I should do up your linen coat, Claude, I can iron it while you're hitching," she said wistfully. Claude stood kicking at a bunch of mottled feathers that had once been a young chicken. His shoulders were drawn high ...
... hand. "If you want I should do up your linen coat, Claude, I can iron it while you're hitching," she said wistfully. Claude stood kicking at a bunch of mottled feathers that had once been a young chicken. His shoulders were drawn high ...
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... hand lying on his knee. Even his German neighbours, the Yoeders, who hated to stop work for a quarter of an hour on any account, were glad to see him coming. The merchants in the little towns about the county missed him if he didn't ...
... hand lying on his knee. Even his German neighbours, the Yoeders, who hated to stop work for a quarter of an hour on any account, were glad to see him coming. The merchants in the little towns about the county missed him if he didn't ...
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... hand and a sack of flour on his shoulder. While he took the fish down to the cellar for her, another figure appeared ... hands and looked at each other suspiciously, but ever since they had been good friends. After their picnic the two ...
... hand and a sack of flour on his shoulder. While he took the fish down to the cellar for her, another figure appeared ... hands and looked at each other suspiciously, but ever since they had been good friends. After their picnic the two ...
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... hand there was a plush "spring-rocker" with one arm gone, but it wouldn't have been her idea of good manners to sit ... hands lay comfortably in her lap. "Mr. Ernest ain't been over for a long time. He ain't mad about nothin', is he ...
... hand there was a plush "spring-rocker" with one arm gone, but it wouldn't have been her idea of good manners to sit ... hands lay comfortably in her lap. "Mr. Ernest ain't been over for a long time. He ain't mad about nothin', is he ...
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... hand close to the stove to "draw out the fire." One year he went to school all winter in his jacket, to make himself tough. His mother would button him up in his overcoat and put his dinner-pail in his hand and start him off. As soon as he.
... hand close to the stove to "draw out the fire." One year he went to school all winter in his jacket, to make himself tough. His mother would button him up in his overcoat and put his dinner-pail in his hand and start him off. As soon as he.
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