1 I knew this must be the immigrant family the conductor had told us about.
2 The family had been living on corncakes and sorghum molasses for three days.
3 I asked what he meant, and he grinned and said they belonged to the rat family.
4 The Shimerdas were the first Bohemian family to come to this part of the county.
5 I remember how horrified we were at the sour, ashy-grey bread she gave her family to eat.
6 Mrs. Shimerda grumbled, but realized it was important that one member of the family should learn English.
7 She was the only one of his family who could rouse the old man from the torpor in which he seemed to live.
8 The woman started off with two children, but it was clear that her family might grow larger on the journey.
9 He led us to a hitching-bar where two farm-wagons were tied, and I saw the foreign family crowding into one of them.
10 He wanted us to know that they were not beggars in the old country; he made good wages, and his family were respected there.
11 Fuchs put in a cheerful word and said prairie dogs were clean beasts and ought to be good for food, but their family connections were against them.
12 We had files of those good old family magazines which used to publish coloured lithographs of popular paintings, and I was allowed to use some of these.
13 Once when he sat down to chat, he told us that in the immigrant car ahead there was a family from 'across the water' whose destination was the same as ours.
14 The husband, in Chicago, was working in a furniture factory for modest wages, and when he met his family at the station he was rather crushed by the size of it.
15 The Bohemian family, grandmother told me as we drove along, had bought the homestead of a fellow countryman, Peter Krajiek, and had paid him more than it was worth.
16 The patch of yellow sunlight on the floor travelled back toward the stairway, and grandmother and I talked about my journey, and about the arrival of the new Bohemian family; she said they were to be our nearest neighbours.
17 In the afternoons, when grandmother sat upstairs darning, or making husking-gloves, I read 'The Swiss Family Robinson' aloud to her, and I felt that the Swiss family had no advantages over us in the way of an adventurous life.
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