My Antonia

Another classic converted by eBooksLib.com. LAST summer I happened to be crossing the plains of Iowa in a season of intense heat, and it was my good fortune to have for a traveling companion James Quayle Burden ? Jim Burden, as we still call him in the West. He and I are old friends ? we grew up together in the same Nebraska town ? and we had much to say to each other. While the train flashed through never-ending miles of ripe wheat, by country towns and bright-flowered pastures and oak groves wilting in the sun, we sat in the observation car, where the woodwork was hot to the touch and red dust lay deep over everything