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My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 4. The Pioneer Woman's Story: IV
2 He was still, as Antonia said, a city man.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 5. Cuzak's Boys: II
3 She asked me whether I had learned to like big cities.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 4. The Pioneer Woman's Story: IV
4 Anton, he was a city man, and he used to get discouraged.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 5. Cuzak's Boys: I
5 He was a widower, and found very little congenial companionship in this casual Western city.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 3. Lena Lingard: IV
6 I'm a country girl," she said, "and I doubt if I'll be able to manage so well for him in a city.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 4. The Pioneer Woman's Story: III
7 The Vannis kept exemplary order, and closed every evening at the hour suggested by the city council.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 2. The Hired Girls: VIII
8 They had a gay life of it; nothing to do but ride about on trains all day and go to theatres when they were in big cities.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 2. The Hired Girls: V
9 Father Kelly, the priest, had found the name of the Spanish maker on the sword and an abbreviation that stood for the city of Cordova.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 2. The Hired Girls: XIV
10 He seemed to us an experienced and worldly man who had been almost everywhere; in his conversation he threw out lightly the names of distant states and cities.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 1. The Shimerdas: I
11 He gave thanks for our food and comfort, and prayed for the poor and destitute in great cities, where the struggle for life was harder than it was here with us.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 1. The Shimerdas: XII
12 Half the sky was chequered with black thunderheads, but all the west was luminous and clear: in the lightning flashes it looked like deep blue water, with the sheen of moonlight on it; and the mottled part of the sky was like marble pavement, like the quay of some splendid seacoast city, doomed to destruction.
My AntoniaBy Willa Cather ContextHighlight In BOOK 1. The Shimerdas: XIX