1 She was out in the fields from sunup until sundown.
2 There seemed to be nothing to see; no fences, no creeks or trees, no hills or fields.
3 Ambrosch and Antonia were both old enough to work in the fields, and they were willing to work.
4 The swelling lines of her figure had been hidden under the shapeless rags she wore in the fields.
5 His spine and shoulder-blades stood out like the bones under the hide of a dead steer left in the fields.
6 It was belong to a great man, very rich, like what you not got here; many fields, many forests, many big house.
7 By this time she could speak enough English to ask me a great many questions about what our men were doing in the fields.
8 Mrs. Shimerda then drove the second cultivator; she and Antonia worked in the fields all day and did the chores at night.
9 The fields below us were dark, the sky was growing pale, and that forgotten plough had sunk back to its own littleness somewhere on the prairie.
10 Just as the lower edge of the red disk rested on the high fields against the horizon, a great black figure suddenly appeared on the face of the sun.
11 The black ground-shadows were already crowding over the heap in the road, and one horse ran out across the fields, his harness hanging to him, wolves at his heels.
12 But after the men came in from the fields, and we were all seated at the supper table, then she asked Jake about the old place and about our friends and neighbours there.
13 Two days later Tiny and her friends, and nearly everyone else in Circle City, started for the Klondike fields on the last steamer that went up the Yukon before it froze for the winter.
My Antonia By Willa CatherContextHighlight In BOOK 4. The Pioneer Woman's Story: I 14 I said I felt sure then that he was on his way back to his own country, and that even now, when I passed his grave, I always thought of him as being among the woods and fields that were so dear to him.
15 The men were out in the fields all day, husking corn, and when they came in at noon, with long caps pulled down over their ears and their feet in red-lined overshoes, I used to think they were like Arctic explorers.
16 I used to wonder, when they came in tired from the fields, their feet numb and their hands cracked and sore, how they could do all the chores so conscientiously: feed and water and bed the horses, milk the cows, and look after the pigs.
17 Years afterward, when the open-grazing days were over, and the red grass had been ploughed under and under until it had almost disappeared from the prairie; when all the fields were under fence, and the roads no longer ran about like wild things, but followed the surveyed section-lines, Mr. Shimerda's grave was still there, with a sagging wire fence around it, and an unpainted wooden cross.
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