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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: and caught up phrases whenever she heard English spoken.
As we rose to go, she opened her wooden chest and brought
out a bag made of bed-ticking, about as long as a flour
sack and half as wide, stuffed full of something.
At sight of it, the crazy boy began to smack his lips.
When Mrs. Shimerda opened the bag and stirred the contents
with her hand, it gave out a salty, earthy smell,
very pungent, even among the other odours of that cave.
She measured a teacup full, tied it up in a bit of sacking,
and presented it ceremoniously to grandmother.
`For cook,' she announced. `Little now; be very much when cook,'
My Antonia |
