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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: in Black Hawk than the Harlings'.
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WINTER LIES TOO LONG in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby,
old and sullen. On the farm the weather was the great fact, and men's
affairs went on underneath it, as the streams creep under the ice.
But in Black Hawk the scene of human life was spread out shrunken and pinched,
frozen down to the bare stalk.
Through January and February I went to the river with
the Harlings on clear nights, and we skated up to the big
island and made bonfires on the frozen sand. But by March
the ice was rough and choppy, and the snow on the river
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