The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather:|
the basement, stood at the east end of what I might call
the farmyard, with the windmill close by the kitchen door.
From the windmill the ground sloped westward, down to the barns
and granaries and pig-yards. This slope was trampled hard
and bare, and washed out in winding gullies by the rain.
Beyond the corncribs, at the bottom of the shallow draw,
was a muddy little pond, with rusty willow bushes growing about it.
The road from the post-office came directly by our door,
crossed the farmyard, and curved round this little pond,
beyond which it began to climb the gentle swell of unbroken
prairie to the west. There, along the western sky-line it skirted