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Amazon.com Book Description (ISBN 0813113725, Paperback)First published in 1940 and now reprinted with a perceptive foreword by Dean Cadle, James Still's novel River of Earth has become one of the classics of Appalachian literature.It is the story, seen through the eyes of a small boy, of three years in the life of his family and their kin. He sees his parents pulled between the meager farm with its sense of independence and the mining camp with its uncertain promise of material prosperity. In his world privation, violence, and death are part of everyday life, accepted and endured. Yet, withal, it is a world of dignity, love, and humor, of natural beauty, which Still evokes in sharp, poetic images. No writer has caught more effectively the vividness of mountain speech or shown more honestly the trials and joys of mountain life. (retrieved from Amazon Fri, 24 Apr 2009 07:58:15 -0400) The first test round has been closed. Visit the Open Shelves Classification group for details. |
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A favorite section that had me smilin' early on is when the wife stands up to her husband and tells him to ask his kinfolk to leave-there simply isn't enough food. He refuses to turn them out, so what does she do?--burns down their cabin and moves her children into the smokehouse!
Another part I loved was when the 2 oldest children find out that they will be able to finally attend school. Father tells them,
"I saw Jonce Weathers, the Flat Creek school-teacher today. I asked him how many scholars he had and he says eighty-six, he thinks, but they wiggle so he couldn't count 'em for shore. I said I had two chaps ought to be in school. He says send them along, now he did."
The title is referred to by Ma's favorite mountain preacher, Brother Sim Mobberly-- "My brethren, they hain't a valley so low but what hit'll rise agin. They hain't a hill standing so proud but hit'll sink to the low ground o' sorrow. Oh, my children, where air we going on this mighty river of earth, a-borning, begetting, and a-dying--the living and the dead riding the waters? Where air it sweeping us?"
Indeed the theme of birth and death resonates strongly. (In one of the words the author uses often): This beautiful novel leaves me with a feeling of dolesomeness -a sad, but hopeful, longing for my home state of Kentucky. (