1 Then the poor woman broke down.
2 It makes a woman grasping to see her children want for things.
3 She was then fifty-five years old, a strong woman, of unusual endurance.
4 The woman had a quick ear, and caught up phrases whenever she heard English spoken.
5 The mother did her best, but no woman, out of her natural resources, could feed three babies.
6 The door stood open, and a woman and a girl of fourteen ran out and looked up at us hopefully.
7 The woman started off with two children, but it was clear that her family might grow larger on the journey.
8 A tall woman, with wrinkled brown skin and black hair, stood looking down at me; I knew that she must be my grandmother.
9 The woman wore a fringed shawl tied over her head, and she carried a little tin trunk in her arms, hugging it as if it were a baby.
10 The woman had on her head the same embroidered shawl with silk fringes that she wore when she had alighted from the train at Black Hawk.
11 She told me that in her village at home there was an old beggar woman who went about selling herbs and roots she had dug up in the forest.
12 The first-cabin passengers, who made up a purse for the woman, took an embarrassing interest in Otto, and often enquired of him about his charge.
13 When Otto left Austria to come to America, he was asked by one of his relatives to look after a woman who was crossing on the same boat, to join her husband in Chicago.
14 She was a spare, tall woman, a little stooped, and she was apt to carry her head thrust forward in an attitude of attention, as if she were looking at something, or listening to something, far away.
15 Grandmother murmured something in embarrassment, but the Bohemian woman laughed scornfully, a kind of whinny-laugh, and, catching up an empty coffee-pot from the shelf, shook it at us with a look positively vindictive.
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.
17 Grandmother always talked, dear woman: to herself or to the Lord, if there was no one else to listen; but grandfather was naturally taciturn, and Jake and Otto were often so tired after supper that I used to feel as if I were surrounded by a wall of silence.
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