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We woke to the sound of cow bells as the herds were driven to pasture, to the shouts of the farmhands and the ring of the metalled wheels of the farm carts on the stony dusty paths. Once a tractor drove by and the village people lined the narrow road to watch. Several bright young men were riding on it, they were calling out and laughing, they had climbed on for the novelty to boast to their friends.
Gillian Freeman, The Alabaster Egg, Viking Press, New York, 1971, p. 33, chap. 2.
PLACE: Bavaria, Germany
TIME: ca. 1930
... we sat with our backs against a low wall, drinking and watching the horses eat, listening to the dull munch of their teeth on the pulped apples, the harness clinking as they moved their heads.
Gillian Freeman, The Alabaster Egg, Viking Press, New York, 1971, p. 35 , chap. 2.
PLACE: Bavaria, Germany
TIME: ca. 1930
We passed an inn where we could see men sitting along the sides of trestle tables, singing and drinking and banging their mugs down in rhythm.
Gillian Freeman, The Alabaster Egg, Viking Press, New York, 1971, p. 35.
PLACE: Bavaria, Germany
TIME: ca. 1935
CIRCUMSTANCES: The rise of German nationalism.
One is never more aware of the sounds of the country than stopping in a train. I opened the window, I could hear insects in the high grass; I could hear the grass moving, the slightest susurration... The telegraph wires suddenly hummed and buzzed louder than the insects and the wooden telegraph poles seemed as rustic as the weeks.
Gillian Freeman, The Alabaster Egg, Viking Press, New York, 1971, p. 56, chap. 4
PLACE: Bavaria, Germany
Time: ca. 1930
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