the sleeper". My Ántonia, Book 1, Chapter 16.I suspect this gravesite still sits at a nearly forgotten intersection in our pale, flyover countryside. Yet underneath its near invisibility, Cather asks us to consider the depth of the stranger’s life. She so easily conjures up a nearly imperceptible feeling that we did know, or should have known the struggle and triumph of the sleeper within the tomb. And so, the notion I uncovered upon reading her two novels, O Pioneers and My Ántonia, is that a depth…
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