Jim,” she said earnestly, “if I was put down there…

Jim,” she said earnestly, “if I was put down there in the middle of the night, I could find my way all over that little town; and along the river to the next town, where my grandmother lived. My feet remember all the little paths through the woods, and where the big roots stick out to trip you. I ain’t never forgot my own country.

Sourced, My Antonia
(1918)

Book II, Ch. 14

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