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10 thoughts on “Butcher's Crossing

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    ”You get born and you nurse on lies and you get weaned on lies and you learn fancier lies at school You live all your life on lies and then maybe when you’re ready to die it comes to you that there’s nothing nothing but yourself and what you could have done Only you ain’t done it because the lies told yo

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    Why read a historical novel about a privileged Harvard dropout who wants to find himself by going on a buffalo hunt 1 It's by John

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    Williams’ biggest achievement in this novel is that there isn’t an ounce of overblown characterization in the diverging life perspectives that populate Butcher's Crossing an emerging town in the Great Plains of the old west In spite of the bison hunters the dusty brothel with the purring prostitute the inexperienced city boy Will Andrews from Boston and the drunkard who nurses his whiskey with a mucky Bible and prayerful gibbe

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    Andrews dropped to his hands and knees and swung his head from side to side like a wounded animal “My God” he said thickly “My God my God

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    The bright flare of a match the creaking of saddle leather and the mournful lowing of the oxen The smell of scorched coffee permeates the air joining the stink of buffalo hunters too long on the trail Later the confusion o

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    John Williams wrote four novels None of them however sold many copies during his lifetime I remember some years ago seeing and scanning stories about John Williams with headlines such as “The Best Writer You Never Heard Of” or something similar And that certainly applied to me I had never heard of him and I couldn’t read his books because they were out of print In fact although there were critics who praised his wo

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    A Holocaust of Hides He could hardly recall now the passion that had drawn him to this room and this flesh as if by a subtle magnetism; nor could he recall the force of that other passion which had impelled him halfway across a continent into a wilderness where he had dreamed he could find as in a vision his unalterable self Almost without regret he could admit now the vanity from which those passions had sprung view spoilerIt was that not

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    he believed and had believed for a long time that there was a subtle magnetism in nature which if he unconsciously yielded to it would direct him aright 48 Now Andrews could see the herd clearly Against the pale yellow green of the grass the dark umber of the buffalo stood out sharply Many were lying at ease upon the so

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    A cold wind blew across the prairie when the last buffalo fell a death wind for my people Sitting BullThey came down into valley and the buffalo herds were moving darkly over the land like waves on the ocean The men slowly moved in on them The first shot went to kill the leader of the herd shots would follow My mind stopped The buffalo just stood there in wonder of what was going on and one by one they were killed

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    One of the joys of reading chaotically picking up books from the TBR stack at the whim of the moment and not according to some master plan is to discover that succesive reads turn out to be related after all The Great Gatsby is concerned with the Great American Dream that success is waiting right around the cor

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summary ↠ eBook, PDF or Kindle ePUB ´ John Williams

On vuoristossa majailevasta valtavasta biisonilaumasta jota kukaan ei ole löytänytNeljän miehen uhkarohkea retkikunta lähtee matkaan preerian halki Raskas matka saa kuin saakin täyttymyksensä kun miehet jäljittävät biisonilauman Ajantaju unohtuu ja talvi pääsee yllättämään miehetButcher’s Crossing julkaistiin alun perin vuonna John Williamsin ylistetyn Stone Andrews dropped to his hands and knees and swung his head from side to side like a wounded animal My God he said thickly My God my God A whole winter s work Miller said in a flat dead voice It took just about two minutes Andrews raised his head wildly and got to his feet Schneider he said Schneider We ve got to Miller put his hand on his shoulder Take it easy boy Won t do no good to worry about Schneider I went to bed last night still thinking about this remarkable book I put it on the bedside table and I vaguely recall thinking about buffalo as I slowly slid into the lost world of dreams I awoke at 3 am and was so wide awake in fact that I made myself

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Butcher's Crossing

Kansas Nuori Will Andrews jättää yliopiston kesken ja saapuu pieneen Butcher’s Crossingin kaupunkiin keskelle ei mitään Hän haluaa kokea Ralph Waldo Emersonin innoittamana alkuperäisen suhteen luontoon mutta keskilännen kovapintaisten miesten kansoittama onnenonkijoiden kaupunki vaikuttaa tylyltä Andrews tutustuu pian mieheen joka saa hänet vakuuttuneeksi Colorad Williams biggest achievement in this novel is that there isn t an ounce of overblown characterization in the diverging life perspectives that populate Butcher s Crossing an emerging town in the Great Plains of the old west In spite of the bison hunters the dusty brothel with the purring prostitute the inexperienced city boy Will Andrews from Boston and the drunkard who nurses his whiskey with a mucky Bible and prayerful gibberish this is not the predictable Western the reader might anticipate Clich s are exploited to serve the story not employed to construct it An omniscient narrator delves deep into the psychological dimension of the characters who grope in the darkness of their beings in search of a

summary ↠ eBook, PDF or Kindle ePUB ´ John Williams

Rin tavoin se on löydetty ja saavuttanut menestyksen vasta nyt vuosikymmeniä myöhemmin Tarina kulkee Butcher’s Crossingissa toiseen suuntaan kuin Stonerissa yliopistomaailma vaihtuu karkeaan kovaan elämään lähellä luontoa Williams kunnioittaa lännentarinan perinteitä ja tavoittaa jälleen paljaan ihmisyyden kuvauksen Kirjan pelkistetty kerronta vavahduttaa lukija A Holocaust of Hides He could hardly recall now the passion that had drawn him to this room and this flesh as if by a subtle magnetism nor could he recall the force of that other passion which had impelled him halfway across a continent into a wilderness where he had dreamed he could find as in a vision his unalterable self Almost without regret he could admit now the vanity from which those passions had sprung view spoilerIt was that nothingness of which McDonald had spoken back in the sleeping house as he stood beneath the lantern that flickered weakly against the darkness it was the bright blue emptiness of Charley s Hoge s stare into which he had glimpsed and of which he had tried to tell Francine it