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Song of the Lark
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Willa Cather
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       _ Part IV The Ancient People
       Chapter IV
       THEA had a superstitious feeling about the potsherds, and liked better to leave them in the dwellings where she found them. If she took a few bits back to her own lodge and hid them under the blankets, she did it guiltily, as if she were being watched. She was a guest in these houses, and ought to behave as such. Nearly every afternoon she went to the chambers which contained the most interesting fragments of pottery, sat and looked at them for a while. Some of them were beautifully decorated. This care, expended upon vessels that could not hold food or water any better for the additional labor put upon them, made her heart go out to those ancient potters. They had not only expressed their desire, but they had expressed it as beautifully as they could. Food, fire, water, and something else--even here, in this crack in the world, so far back in the night of the past! Down here at the beginning that painful thing was already stirring; the seed of sorrow, and of so much delight.
       There were jars done in a delicate overlay, like pine cones; and there were many patterns in a low relief, like basket-work. Some of the pottery was decorated in color, red and brown, black and white, in graceful geometrical patterns. One day, on a fragment of a shallow bowl, she found a crested serpent's head, painted in red on terra-cotta. Again she found half a bowl with a broad band of white cliff-houses painted on a black ground. They were scarcely conventionalized at all; there they were in the black border, just as they stood in the rock before her. It brought her centuries nearer to these people to find that they saw their houses exactly as she saw them.
       Yes, Ray Kennedy was right. All these things made one feel that one ought to do one's best, and help to fulfill some desire of the dust that slept there. A dream had been dreamed there long ago, in the night of ages, and the wind had whispered some promise to the sadness of the savage. In their own way, those people had felt the beginnings of what was to come. These potsherds were like fetters that bound one to a long chain of human endeavor.
       Not only did the world seem older and richer to Thea now, but she herself seemed older. She had never been alone for so long before, or thought so much. Nothing had ever engrossed her so deeply as the daily contemplation of that line of pale-yellow houses tucked into the wrinkle of the cliff. Moonstone and Chicago had become vague. Here everything was simple and definite, as things had been in childhood. Her mind was like a ragbag into which she had been frantically thrusting whatever she could grab. And here she must throw this lumber away. The things that were really hers separated themselves from the rest. Her ideas were simplified, became sharper and clearer. She felt united and strong.
       When Thea had been at the Ottenburg ranch for two months, she got a letter from Fred announcing that he "might be along at almost any time now." The letter came at night, and the next morning she took it down into the canyon with her. She was delighted that he was coming soon. She had never felt so grateful to any one, and she wanted to tell him everything that had happened to her since she had been there--more than had happened in all her life before. Certainly she liked Fred better than any one else in the world. There was Harsanyi, of course--but Harsanyi was always tired. Just now, and here, she wanted some one who had never been tired, who could catch an idea and run with it.
       She was ashamed to think what an apprehensive drudge she must always have seemed to Fred, and she wondered why he had concerned himself about her at all. Perhaps she would never be so happy or so good-looking again, and she would like Fred to see her, for once, at her best. She had not been singing much, but she knew that her voice was more interesting than it had ever been before. She had begun to understand that--with her, at least--voice was, first of all, vitality; a lightness in the body and a driving power in the blood. If she had that, she could sing. When she felt so keenly alive, lying on that insensible shelf of stone, when her body bounded like a rubber ball away from its hardness, then she could sing. This, too, she could explain to Fred. He would know what she meant.
       Another week passed. Thea did the same things as before, felt the same influences, went over the same ideas; but there was a livelier movement in her thoughts, and a freshening of sensation, like the brightness which came over the underbrush after a shower. A persistent affirmation -- or denial--was going on in her, like the tapping of the woodpecker in the one tall pine tree across the chasm. Musical phrases drove each other rapidly through her mind, and the song of the cicada was now too long and too sharp. Everything seemed suddenly to take the form of a desire for action.
       It was while she was in this abstracted state, waiting for the clock to strike, that Thea at last made up her mind what she was going to try to do in the world, and that she was going to Germany to study without further loss of time. Only by the merest chance had she ever got to Panther Canyon. There was certainly no kindly Providence that directed one's life; and one's parents did not in the least care what became of one, so long as one did not misbehave and endanger their comfort. One's life was at the mercy of blind chance. She had better take it in her own hands and lose everything than meekly draw the plough under the rod of parental guidance. She had seen it when she was at home last summer,--the hostility of comfortable, self-satisfied people toward any serious effort. Even to her father it seemed indecorous. Whenever she spoke seriously, he looked apologetic. Yet she had clung fast to whatever was left of Moonstone in her mind. No more of that! The Cliff-Dwellers had lengthened her past. She had older and higher obligations. _
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Part 1. Friends Of Childhood
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 1
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 2
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 3
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 4
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 5
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 6
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 7
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 8
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 9
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 10
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 11
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 12
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 13
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 14
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 15
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 16
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 17
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 18
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 19
   Part 1. Friends Of Childhood - Chapter 20
Part 2. The Song Of The Lark
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 1
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 2
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 3
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 4
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 5
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 6
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 7
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 8
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 9
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 10
   Part 2. The Song Of The Lark - Chapter 11
Part 3. Stupid Faces
   Part 3. Stupid Faces - Chapter 1
   Part 3. Stupid Faces - Chapter 2
   Part 3. Stupid Faces - Chapter 3
   Part 3. Stupid Faces - Chapter 4
   Part 3. Stupid Faces - Chapter 5
   Part 3. Stupid Faces - Chapter 6
Part 4. The Ancient People
   Part 4. The Ancient People - Chapter 1
   Part 4. The Ancient People - Chapter 2
   Part 4. The Ancient People - Chapter 3
   Part 4. The Ancient People - Chapter 4
   Part 4. The Ancient People - Chapter 5
   Part 4. The Ancient People - Chapter 6
   Part 4. The Ancient People - Chapter 7
   Part 4. The Ancient People - Chapter 8
Part 5. Doctor Archie's Venture
   Part 5. Doctor Archie's Venture - Chapter 1
   Part 5. Doctor Archie's Venture - Chapter 2
   Part 5. Doctor Archie's Venture - Chapter 3
   Part 5. Doctor Archie's Venture - Chapter 4
   Part 5. Doctor Archie's Venture - Chapter 5
Part 6. Kronborg
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 1
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 2
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 3
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 4
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 5
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 6
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 7
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 8
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 9
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 10
   Part 6. Kronborg - Chapter 11
   Epilogue