One of OursThe Floating Press, 01.01.2012 - 421 Seiten This groundbreaking novel from acclaimed American writer Willa Cather was awarded the Pulitzer Prize in 1923. The tale follows the ups and downs of the young protagonist Claude Wheeler through his tumultuous transition to adulthood, as he takes on college life, new experiences, marriage, disillusionment, and finally, the ultimate test of courage on the battlefields of World War I. Cather explores with great precision and acuity the travails of an aimless youth, as well as the relief and clarity that discovering one's true purpose in life can bring. |
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... mother of many colts; Claude and his younger brother had learned to ride on her. This man Jerry, taking her out to work one morning, let her step on a board with a nail sticking up in it. He pulled the nail out of her foot, said nothing ...
... mother of many colts; Claude and his younger brother had learned to ride on her. This man Jerry, taking her out to work one morning, let her step on a board with a nail sticking up in it. He pulled the nail out of her foot, said nothing ...
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... mother saw, and his figure suggested energy and determined self-control. "You needn't mind, mother." He spoke rapidly, muttering his words. "I'd better wear my old clothes if I have to take the hides. They're greasy, and in the sun they ...
... mother saw, and his figure suggested energy and determined self-control. "You needn't mind, mother." He spoke rapidly, muttering his words. "I'd better wear my old clothes if I have to take the hides. They're greasy, and in the sun they ...
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... mother. "Ran against a reaper in the dark!" he muttered aloud, clenching his fist. Listening to the deep singing of the frogs, and to the distant barking of the dogs up at the house, he grew calmer. Nevertheless, he wondered why it was ...
... mother. "Ran against a reaper in the dark!" he muttered aloud, clenching his fist. Listening to the deep singing of the frogs, and to the distant barking of the dogs up at the house, he grew calmer. Nevertheless, he wondered why it was ...
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... Mother," said Ralph good-humouredly, as he emptied the syrup pitcher over his cakes, "you're prejudiced. Nobody ever thinks of skimming milk now-a-days. Every up-to-date farmer uses a separator." Mrs. Wheeler's pale eyes twinkled ...
... Mother," said Ralph good-humouredly, as he emptied the syrup pitcher over his cakes, "you're prejudiced. Nobody ever thinks of skimming milk now-a-days. Every up-to-date farmer uses a separator." Mrs. Wheeler's pale eyes twinkled ...
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... mother." Ralph lifted his eyebrows to excuse Claude's bluntness. "See here," he said persuasively, "don't you go encouraging her into thinking she can't change her ways. Mother's entitled to all the laboursaving devices we can get her ...
... mother." Ralph lifted his eyebrows to excuse Claude's bluntness. "See here," he said persuasively, "don't you go encouraging her into thinking she can't change her ways. Mother's entitled to all the laboursaving devices we can get her ...
Inhalt
VII | 235 |
VIII | 237 |
IX | 243 |
X | 248 |
XI | 255 |
XII | 262 |
XIII | 265 |
Book Four The Voyage of the Anchises | 269 |
I | 270 |
II | 273 |
III | 278 |
IV | 288 |
V | 295 |
VI | 297 |
VII | 306 |
VIII | 312 |
IX | 315 |
Book Five Bidding the Eagles of the West Fly On | 322 |
I | 323 |
II | 329 |
III | 335 |
IV | 339 |
V | 344 |
VI | 349 |
VII | 357 |
VIII | 363 |
IX | 373 |
X | 379 |
XI | 395 |
XII | 402 |
XIII | 404 |
XIV | 411 |
XV | 420 |
XVI | 425 |
XVII | 433 |
XVIII | 441 |
XIX | 455 |
Endnotes | 460 |
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