1 When I reached the bottom of the hill, I glanced back.
2 A black drove came up over the hill behind the wedding party.
3 I watched them go past the pond and over the hill by the drifted cornfield.
4 Ambrosch shrugged his shoulders and sauntered down the hill toward the stable.
5 At length, as they breasted a long hill, Peter rose cautiously and looked back.
6 Late in the afternoon I saw Antonia driving her cattle homeward across the hill.
My Antonia By Willa CatherContextHighlight In BOOK 4. The Pioneer Woman's Story: III 7 Four men carried Mr. Shimerda's box up the hill; Krajiek slunk along behind them.
8 There seemed to be nothing to see; no fences, no creeks or trees, no hills or fields.
9 After our visitors rode away in single file over the hill, we returned to the kitchen.
10 Pavel reached the brow of the hill, but only two sledges followed him down the other side.
11 After he had shown us his garden, Peter trundled a load of watermelons up the hill in his wheelbarrow.
12 As they went up the hill he kept glancing at her sidewise, to see whether she got his point, or how she received it.
13 Sometimes she used to bring them over the west hill, there, and I would run to meet her and walk north a piece with her.
My Antonia By Willa CatherContextHighlight In BOOK 4. The Pioneer Woman's Story: III 14 We high-school boys used to linger on the playground at the afternoon recess to watch them as they came tripping down the hill along the board sidewalk, two and two.
15 At last I saw a dark spot moving on the west hill, beside the half-buried cornfield, where the sky was taking on a coppery flush from the sun that did not quite break through.
16 After I watched Antonia and her mother go over the hill on their miserable horse, carrying our iron pot with them, I turned to grandmother, who had taken up her darning, and said I hoped that snooping old woman wouldn't come to see us any more.