Main-Travelled Roads. Garland Hamlin

Main-Travelled Roads - Garland Hamlin


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       Hamlin Garland

      Main-Travelled Roads

      Published by Good Press, 2020

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      EAN 4064066103538

       Opening Thought

       Foreword

       Introduction

       II

       A Branch Road

       III

       IV

       Up the Coolly

       I

       II

       III

       IV

       Among the Corn-Rows

       I

       II

       The Return of a Private

       I

       II

       Under the Lion's Paw

       I

       II

       III

       IV

       The Creamery Man

       A Day's Pleasure

       I

       II

       Mrs. Ripley's Trip

       Uncle Ethan Ripley

       God's Ravens

       I

       II

       A "Good Fellow's" Wife

       I

       II

       III

       IV

       V

       VI

      "

      To

      My Father and Mother

      Whose Half-Century Pilgrimage on the Main-Travelled Road of Life Has Brought Them Only Toil and Deprivation, This Book of Stories Is Dedicated By a Son to Whom Every Day Brings a Deepening Sense of His Parents' Silent Heroism

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      The main-travelled road in the West (as everywhere) is hot and dusty in summer, and desolate and drear with mud in fall and spring, and in winter the winds sweep the snow across it; but it does sometimes cross a rich meadow where the songs of the larks and bobolinks and blackbirds are tangled. Follow it far enough, it may lead past a bend in the river where the water laughs eternally over its shallows.

      Mainly it is long and wearyful, and has a dull little town at one end and a home of toil at the other. Like the main-travelled road of life it is traversed by many classes of people, but the poor and the weary predominate.

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      In the summer of 1887, after having been three years in Boston, and six years absent from my old home in northern Iowa, I found myself with money enough to pay my railway fare to Ordway, South Dakota, where my father and mother were living, and as it cost very little extra to go by way of Dubuque and Charles City, I planned to visit Osage, Iowa, and the farm we had opened on Dry Run prairie in 1871.

      Up to this time I had written only a few poems, and some articles descriptive of boy life on the prairie, although I was doing a good deal of thinking and lecturing on land reform, and was regarded as a very intense disciple of Herbert Spencer and Henry George—a singular combination, as I see it now. On my way westward, that summer day in 1887, rural life presented itself from an entirely new angle. The ugliness, the endless drudgery, and the loneliness of the farmer's lot smote me with stern insistence. I was the militant reformer.

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