rid of him. . The changes initiated by the present editors involve three categories: the correction cross, I am sure, without wishing well to the sleeper. with mama after you pass your college examinations and she sees you're in earnest. came from, Ántonia? remarked cynically. She mounted another horse, without waiting from the post-office came directly by our door, crossed the farmyard, and curved The cold was not the other black and my pony, carrying bundles of clothes that we had got together Even when he sat opposite me in the kitchen, That was the first time I ever saw Anton Jelinek. chattered away in that language which seemed to me spoken so much more rapidly than This was not the sort of thing country boys did when they The men went down to the barn immediately after supper, and when the Willa's did, in fact, die from the operation, but not before he had deeded Tiny Soderball living. fields. Charley and I scoured them, and they were on exhibition in the Harling One whom He loved. The thing one immediately noticed about him earned a dollar, and I don't know that I'll ever be able to. I was lying in a little room, scarcely larger than the bed now touted on the 'book page' is forgotten" (140-41). Nebraska. lips always a little parted when she danced. They talked about their school and the new teacher, told Everywhere else it had been ploughed under when the highways were surveyed; this from the rigors of the Midwest in July and August. to smoke. protected the berries and ate a few. Alexander's Bridge, and she immediately began work on O Pioneers!, her first Nebraska novel. that old woman!". with the determination to outlive him and to share his property with her "people," I had never seen She would toss her head and ask me to feel the muscles swell in her Citizen Environmental Complaints. anything that a woman can be to a man. dismissed serial publication of later work, discarded manuscripts and proofs, destroyed moment, either. After my swim, while I was playing about indolently in the water, I heard the sound Before I could sit down in the chair she offered me, the miracle happened; one of smell of the cattle off me. from the foreign born" (131). physical soundness, Cutter would resume his dumb-bell practice for a month, or rise two years to discover the book. listened with all my ears. The McClung house in Cleric narrowly missed being a great poet, and I have sometimes thought that his grandfather, even, come into my room. She even reminisced a bit about the novel: The publishers had been cool and teach Tony, did n't you? sorry to have you go, and maybe he's jealous. setting. the place without emotion, and in all that country it was the spot most dear to me. grass, most of it as tall as I. teeth, all grinning, and his shrunken, papery eyelids lay motionless over his blind of B, E Houghton Mifflin, 1937; Autograph Edition, E1 Houghton Mifflin, 1937; Library Edition, E2 Houghton Mifflin, 1938; trade edition of e, E3 Houghton Mifflin, 1961; Sentry paperback edition, G Houghton Mifflin, 1944; Armed Services Edition. Tony made a breakfasted with us. Mrs. Shimerda ladled meal mush out The this subject passed the boundary of the close-growing cedars, and were heard in the And they all think I'm rich, because when I go back to the country I'm dressed Johnnie, that's my oldest realized what it was. their way. he declared. Yes, she is a good wife for a poor man. But you know she was hurt "You would n't believe how steady those girls have turned out," Ántonia Tiny limped slightly when she walked. The door opened; Miss trains all day and go to theaters when they were in big cities. as the heap of yellow shavings grew higher and higher. understand that you have this young woman's interests at heart? of Actual location of the J. L. Miner house (the "Harling" house). I caught a faint Lena's been wanting me to get a place closer During the back, — it must have been about four o'clock, — the east wind the emendations of the copy-text. looked up at the moon. of history to the nineteenth century. Grandmother drew back. to At the gate Ambrosch lingered beside my buggy, resting his arm on the wheel-rim. I won't let you go! that My Ántonia seems drawn not merely upon Anna Pavelka ", "Yes'm," said Otto; "and he's sold 'em his oxen and his two bony old horses for the along to look after him.". us, rabbits or starting up flocks of She handed her feelings over to the actors with a kind of I told her, adding that he thought first I was hurt, but I got to feel that it was because this house reminded her of 4. brocade and went among their friends soliciting orders for painted china, saying below the surface. He is always able to raise capital for new enterprises in known me, would you, Jim? a tintype of two men, uncomfortably seated, with an awkward-looking boy in baggy This cornfield, and the sorghum patch behind the barn, were clarify her intention for a work, and publishers' records detail each book's public the last. settled State. for supper? Nebraska. relatives, he said, so when he was a journeyman he went to Vienna and worked in a While we were lying there against the warm bank, a little insect of the palest, frailest green hopped painfully her arms round Yulka and held the little girl close to her. forbidden words as well as any boy in my class. When he paused for a moment, because the After dinner Jake and Otto, Houghton Library, Harvard U, Cambridge. strings of popcorn, and brilliantly colored paper figures. and Olson, for his expertise in plains culture; Kay Young, for her knowledge of plains Mrs. Harling chuckled whenever she spoke of her. I thought Mr. Paine was all right, too, because you remember how you used to want to run away and go for ducks with Charley Harling tall woman, with wrinkled brown skin and black hair, stood looking down at me; I concluded, "[Cather] has taken herself out of the rank of provincial writers and given Ms. novel from a male perspective. I guess Jim could take care of their silver and old usury notes as well about Jim Burden and his wife, reduced her own role in transmitting the manuscript, idea. opened my eyes she smiled, peered at me anxiously, and sat down on the foot of my again. I guess he's gone to Old Mexico. It was not until nearly nightfall that she "I had to tell him he could. I hung by a leather thong from her belt. Ole Benson out of his head, until he had no more sense than his crazy wife. any money? In early November 1917 one of Houghton Mifflin's production great many Swedes, and could speak a little Swedish, which gave him a great Fuchs told me everything I wanted to know: how he had lost his ear Although it was perfectly clear that Mr. Shimerda had killed himself, Jake and the We drove slowly away, against the fine, icy snow only because she was so often thinking of things that were far away. I did n't run because I did n't think of it — if foolish about you. She was a restless, headstrong girl, even then, who liked to astonish her Krajiek could crossed and held together by a red coral pin. The cow had evidently been grazing a Blue puffs of smoke came from the stovepipe that stuck out through the Ms. Collection. to The neighbors had helped them to available in the Editorial Resources Center, Department of English, University of and your grandmother, and all the town people. Even for his classroom he had no platitudes, no stock of He shivered and stood still. Lena was not at all disconcerted. begin. What's on your mind, Jim? different from other people. described above discriminated among copies we have assembled, and we have identified Don't you just love a good We Come in to ", Cather finished what was to become Book II: "The Hired Girls" while at Jaffrey, New her Ambrosch proudly driving by, looking neither to the right nor left. about one tree and another. breath for a moment by a look or gesture that somehow revealed the meaning in common He was still, as Ántonia said, a city man. We followed "So do you!" I guess they're engaged. They came on, screaming and clawing the bore hard on the idea and on the consonants. artist. He broke out now and then into German hymns, as if this occupation brought back old The following list records all substantive and accidental changes introduced into publisher did, as 3,000 such sets of illustrations already had been ordered. Lena's success puzzled me. William Cather (1823-87), Willa Cather's grandfather. He was off somewhere helping to dig a troubles to Mr. Shimerda: he was unable to meet a note which fell due on the first meant, and he grinned and said they belonged to the rat family. Ole lived in a leaky dugout somewhere at the edge of the settlement. behind the stove and got acquainted with the cat — he caught not only rats wanted to live. bolts of gingham and sheeting. ", She nodded to me. He wished grandmother to know, however, that he He always seemed pleased when he met people on the road, smiled ", "She's fine. smiled and said, "She will help some fellow get ahead in the world. to the company. I'm going to be a dressmaker. to Greenslet, undated [May 1926]).6 We have confirmed that this change was made in the first printing of the "new" I prefer to be foolish when I feel like it, and straw-colored hair that fuzzed up about his pointed crown. Little Lucie ", "No, it ain't money. She has n't been home for six years after Josiah to start one in the spring. "She laughed kind of flighty like, and whispered, 'Good-bye, dear house!' it all wrung my heart. whisper. "Yes, 'm," Fuchs admitted with modest pride. old Mr. Shimerda's instrument, which Ántonia had always kept, and it was could n't help her with her work. which no one else ever sat. Æneid aloud and night, we knew that a game of poker was going on. The actually printed was "misterioso, misterios' altero" without She mine, and were doing well. I resumed all my chores, carried in . It will please her for you story.'. "You surprised me, Jim. shouting back to me about how astonished everybody would be. I will pay them wages. response she sought. the staircase with Varville; such a cloak, such a fan, such jewels — and behind the stove lay a man, covered up with a blanket. air of great magnanimity, saying, "Now you not come any more for knock my Ambrosch carefully away, talking to him rapidly. This is a fairly neutral description, but when Cather wrote "A Wagner Matinee" Black Hawk the scene of human life was spread out shrunken and pinched, frozen down We were taking them some provisions, thistles were blowing across the uplands and piling against the wire tastes irritate her, I think, and she finds it worth while to play the patroness to hear us calling you?" tired shoulders against the whitewashed wall. coming along the sidewalk whispering to each other, or the three Bohemian Marys in out here by yourselves, when there's a roomful of lonesome men on the other side of All day the storm went on. Library, University of Nebraska-Lincoln: SPEC/SLOTE/PS/3505/A87M8 would be invalid, as he survived her. said quietly. what straits the Pennsylvanian or Virginian found himself, he would not let his When Mr. Shimerda and Krajiek drove up in their "You must feel proud of yourself, Lena," I said heartily. I had seen ice on the little horse-pond that morning, and as we "I expect I am more at and fell screaming and bleeding to the floor. house again. Out in the stream the sandbars glittered like the copy-text and rejected in the present text. rain, as it had been last year. It made bones under the hide of a dead steer left in the fields. characters in her book, a character in other ways also very like Carrie's mother. — turning to me — "if I tell her." getting old," she sighed cheerfully. She was tall, dark, severe, with something Indian-like in the rigid immobility The crabs hung on the branches as thick She helped Ántonia get ready to be His mother said he got hurt oftener than all the others put "'Oh, cattle,' he says, 'you'll all take care of your cattle! Cloud lay behind My Ántonia, but also how much its She went off into the wilds and lived on it. prior to writing. shelters, most of them poorly built of light wood, with spindle porch-posts I to this country, Frances, and had that genteel old man to watch over her, she was me. Grandmother was in I knew this must be the After he had faced the bitter fact that he was to leave the Æneid ", Grandmother nodded consolingly. with hieroglyphics, and he was more inscribed than an Egyptian obelisk. Then Jake and I played dominoes, while Otto wrote a long letter home to his mother. I did n't make any." not even in the quietest of country towns; and they have to grow up, whether they Pavel was not at home. frequently spent more money on materials than her customer had authorized. about the cow. recognition; looked at some admiringly, as if these characters in their mother's Tiny of the story is the same as that of the first part of "O Pioneers!" tramp got on the machine. with such a fright at home. Bank Street in Greenwich Village on Thanksgiving Day with little writing to show for wrote on the pinkish face of the portfolio the word, "Ántonia." preferences in a design that encompasses many volumes. "Let's get out of this, Jim," he called. The story land was cheap and could be had on easy payments. The room was invaded Beyond the corncribs, at the bottom of the shallow "Is n't she fine!" stories; about gray wolves and bears in the Fall, the matter of times and seasons would work out perfectly" (Greenslet to far as the North Pole. were always happy. evening she said she thought Mrs. Harling was not seriously offended with me. Their mother came to the door with us, and we tarried for with the same enthusiasm displayed at the outset by Greenslet, Mencken, and others. assistance with the geography and geology of Webster County; Mila Saskova- Pierce, won't be able to pay up on it at first, but I want her to have it before she is You did n't I expect she meant that for you and your grandmother, She was fanciful, had all sorts of unspoken Harlings' house seemed, as she said, "like Heaven" to her. Often the mothers brought their fancy-work and sat on the shady side of the tent In the red glow from the fire-box, the dining-room. On Contributing to this impression of autobiography, of course, was the creation of a Ántonia, which would finally appear in September of the following Lena was never Outside I could hear the wind singing over "I expect you'll learn to sew all right, Lena, if Mountains had been under glass, and the heat regulated by a thermometer, it could Have you?" "Yes, it is a good way from the house," he admitted. That and hot coffee. young and pretty. liked to have you for a sweetheart, or a wife, or my mother or my sister — He never looked at Lena again, nor lifted his eyes as he ceremoniously tipped his Woodress in preparing the explanatory notes and also assembled materials concerning I see it was a tramp. more how Ambrosch do all and nobody to help him. Burden, for that you are so kind to poor They were all eager for any details about the suicide, and structuring because Jim Burden's memories had to shape the narrative. Burden—Jim Burden, as we still call him in the West. had seen more of the world; but I was a boy and she was a girl, and I resented her Her warm hand clasped mine. I'm My Ántonia 1 BOOK I The Shimerdas I. I FIRST heard of Ántonia 1 on what seemed to me an interminable journey across the great midland plain of North America. and dug potatoes, while I picked them up out of the soft brown earth and put them had pulled out of the hay. I found that her glove, and when he said "Amen," I thought she looked satisfied with him. to Chicago for a few days. a cabinet-maker in the old country and was very handy with tools. red cheeks and a ruddy pelt as thick as a lamb's wool, growing down on his neck in one—knew her much better than I. I was ready, however, to make an After Jake got on the front seat with Otto Fuchs, and I rode on the Letters to Willa Cather. He had never done more I had come. One of the roving promoters that used to stop at Mrs. Gardener's hotel owned her spoke to her, but seldom answered. After the milky ears were once formed, we had little to fear from dry weather. coming in at the window and reaching back under the eaves where the two boys lay. Letters to Roger L. Scaife. picketing during a garment-makers' strike, etc. chair, looking over her shoulder with interested faces. She turned her face from me and looked off at the red streak "Meat for eat, skin for hat," — she And e'en the rude bucket that hung in the well. If I happened to spend an evening with Lena and stayed late, the Polish Ántonia, and then you'll forget these hard times.". "incredibly vivid, but are poetic and excite the imagination." childhood. ONE March evening in my Sophomore year I was sitting I was at the Shimerdas' one afternoon when Lena came bounding it. Cuzak had brought home with him a the back porch he tried to kiss her, and when she protested, — because he I asked Cuzak if he did n't find it hard to do without the gay company he had There was no love affair, no courtship, no marriage, no broken heart, no her face! We drove up to this skeleton to tie our her practices in revising; other changes demonstrate that she gave extraordinarily confined to section lines, two roads would cross exactly on that corner. I If you're going to be a preacher, I This is the end of it, Others, like the three Bohemian Marys, tried to make up for the years In chronological order the editions are: Courtesy of the Nebraska State Historical Society. seemed to be trying to pout, but his attempt only brought out dimples in unusual Her Armand was disproportionately rows. was going to make a Baptist preacher of me. His bald crown only made it more gone to sleep again immediately. said, as he had just put a new Yale lock on the front door. deal of married life, and I don't care for it. perfume and cakes of scented soap that she bestowed some of them on Lena. then the great wintry ocean. He came down, not very cordially. I felt seasick. dances in the Masonic Hall beside her there was a basket of early summer flowers which the Pole had left after contrary to Cather's desire. Grandfather had such respect for Greenslet to have the middle initial deleted because it looked too much like a Lena never told Along the cattle paths the plumes of golden-rod were already fading into sun-warmed Her skin was brown, "The first thing that troubled her was when he wrote that his run had been He ran into the storeroom and brought out a gaudily painted harmonica, Machine collations have moment to look out at the white slope of the corral and the two ponds asleep in the people, where he was known; but there was no reasoning with him. Species, with Notes Concerning Their Occurrence, Range, and Frequency within the known as the musical one, was fourteen when I was; and Sally, the tomboy with short His habitual skepticism was like a direct inheritance from that old woman. "Now what do you mean, Jake?" fighting for breath, like a child with croup. works: definite and detailed. light every little tree and shock of wheat, every sunflower stalk and clump of snow-on-the-mountain, drew itself clothes standing between them; Jake and Otto and I! best. Given Cather's explicitly stated intentions for her works, printing and publishing Out there I felt at home again. them now a long while, over my heart. An asterisk indicates that the reading is discussed in the "Notes on I put my hand on his shoulder. But anxious mothers need have felt an understood thing. walking backward, in a crouching position, when I heard Ántonia scream. scratch her eyes out!" there was not much fight in him. Grandfather and Jelinek came to tell Mrs. Shimerda that it was time to start. that piece is put on, it is April. Beyond the corncribs, at the bottom of the shallow Ántonia, Cather's fourth novel, had its genesis in the author's first I looked at my grandmother along the faint wagon-tracks on that early September morning. "And leaving Ántonia in charge of the house. to watch over his behavior and to see that he got his food. Leo lay on his back, elevated one foot, and began I held In closing, he said we were leaving Mr. Shimerda at "I would n't think of it for a minute! "Don't be mad. She was quiet and steady. He was Both Benda and Cather felt that the 12 chapter-end illustrations they had projected and made all the right comments. were not so successful. Wartime shortages also made life difficult as Cather struggled to hedges. name rather than the novel title and part titles. ", the Raleigh the cold front wagon-seat. Anna knew the whisper was going about that I was a sly one. her jacket and sat more at ease in her blouse, of some soft, flimsy silk. under the Heinemann imprint in 1927 (B1). and vacant lots. I never forgot the strange taste; though Behind the hotel He gets left.". "Could you throw the wheat into the Mama's going to your Commencement. This was all I knew. This slope was trampled hard and bare, and washed out I wish it was. one as if she were sadly and wisely sending one away forever. long, and the goods is all gone along the crease. might have more of it than other children. body to begin, with these people? I guess my They leaned this way and that, and were not east toward Nebraska, stopping in Red Cloud to visit her parents and to renew her moved with difficulty — I think she was lame — I seem to He is very smart boy. pasture before the new grass made a start, so that the fresh growth would not be It was always mournful to see them come flying home at sunset and half-mile or so within the pasture fence was all that was left of that old road Consultations early in the project were helpful as we charted or course. All those officers, when they see what I carry under the do of the book as a whole than to their logical connection with the story. her velvety brown eyes filled with tears, and she would lift her chin and walk lonesome-like to me than usual. d'Arnault, — he would never consent to be led. When Cather Ambrosch my mama come here.". . and scrub. when he turned to me again his eyes had the sudden clearness that comes from He They were run out of their village. ", After that Ordinsky was friendly to me, and behaved as if there were some deep "But first you come down to the kitchen with me, and He had n't much head behind his ears, and his tawny fleece The two Russians made good farmhands, and in summer they worked out together. little naked legs; a veritable explosion of life out of the dark cave into the released spirit would not eventually find its way back to his own country. enclosed fields, had in them nothing of the disturbing, exalting, impelling memories They over-delicate, but very invigorating. Marek was strong, and Ambrosch worked him hard; but Illustrations supplement these essays with photographs, maps, and facsimiles of "You are going, but you have n't gone yet, have you?" champagne bottles opened on the stage before — indeed, I had never seen to-night. asleep, then raised my window, climbed out, and went softly through the yard. in the fields all day. used to speak real well." after supper? certainly was patient with you, mother. was his beautiful, crinkly, snow-white beard. Certainly she had no thought and thought about Mr. Shimerda. Krajiek would let them poor creatures eat prairie dogs, do you?". merciless Black Hawk money-lender, a man of evil name throughout the county, of ", "This is no time to be over-considerate of animals, Otto; do the best you can for the pond in the draw-head. Q. "I guess you'll have to stop dancing I was then nineteen years old. separated and fled toward the kitchen, giggling. fitted into pasteboard sockets. than she looked alarmed. The big storm of the winter began on my eleventh birthday, the 20th of January. Even the mother was himself, after the cold night, and he must have been asleep when Ántonia I had been sleeping, curled up in a red plush seat, for a long while when we I felt at once his deliberateness and personal her feelings about the early immigrants in the prairie country, and it seemed to her have been cut out of a shell, they were so transparent. Frances turned to grandmother. there raised her daughter herself until she met and married John Pavelka and became He seemed not At midnight the The blond cornfields were red gold, "Have you been to Black Hawk lately, Mr. the printing in which both the corrections and Benda's illustrations appear and The regular trade printings were sometimes clothbound, When we I guess rabbits must be getting scarce in After supper we went into the parlor, so that Yulka and Leo could play for me.
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