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Willa Cathers The Sculptors Funeral

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he was approached by a tall, spare, grizzled man clad in a faded Grand Army suit, who shuffled out from the group and advanced with a certain deference, craning his neck forward until his back made the angle of a jack-knife three-quarters open. From the kitchen an uproar was sounding; when the dining-room door opened, the import of it was clear. The spare man shuffled back to the uneasy group. "I'll tell you why. Merrick stages a horrifying tantrum when her servant makes a small mistake, and it is evident that only this same servant, along with Mrs. Why did Reuben Sayer, the brightest young lawyer you ever turned out, after he had come home from the university as straight as a die, take to drinking and forge a check and shoot himself? "Jim's ez full ez a tick, ez ushel he commented commiseratingly. She filled the room; the men were obliterated, seemed tossed about like twigs in an angry water, and even Steavens felt himself being drawn into the whirlpool.

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The conversation among those waiting reveals the small-mindedness of their assessment of Merrick. Only Jim Laird, Harvey's old friend, and Henry Steavens, his student, have any real emotion. Steavenss distress at the abysmal family situation finds an echo in the expression he sees on the dead sculptors face, which looks as though he were still guarding something precious and holy, which might even yet be wrested from him. He flushed, dropped his eyes, and then, almost incredulously, looked again. He disliked violent emotion; he was reflective, and rather distrustful of himselfexcept, of course, as regarded his work. The servant stole up to the coffin, bent over it for a moment, and then slipped away to the kitchen, leaving Steavens, the lawyer, and the father to themselves. "S'pose it's the snow?" "I don't know responded the other man with a shade of annoyance, speaking from out an astonishing cataract of red beard which grew fiercely and thickly in all directions. The engine panted heavily, and the fireman dodged in and out among the wheels with his yellow torch and long oil-can, snapping the spindle boxes. There was a kind of power about her facea kind of brutal handsomeness, even; but it was scarred and furrowed by violence, and so colored and coarsened by fiercer passions that grief seemed never to have laid a gentle finger there. There they find Henry Steavens, a young apprentice of Merrick, who has traveled from the East with the coffin. The old man started timorously: "Yes, Annie, I'm coming." He turned away, hesitated, stood for a moment in miserable indecision; then reached back. The Grand Army man took a seat behind the stove and tilted his chair back comfortably against the wall, fishing his quill toothpick from his waistcoat pocket.