Kate's passion was directed at helping George understand the important lessons of life. The evening before, Kate had spoke to George in great earnestness and her intensity had become mixed with a sort of passion. She encouraged George to take his writing seriously and to work toward understanding people's thoughts. She had seen a genius inside of George Willard while he was her student and had since then attempted to persuade him to do something with his genius. Largely though she was cold toward the children in her class, and to life in general.Ī passion burned inside of her, though heavily guarded, and struggled inside of her on this night. During these periods, her stories would incite great laughter. Her students would experience moments where Kate Swift was happy and charismatic. Her character tended to be stern but the townspeople and her pupils seemed to like her.
Feeling bold and anxious, Kate walked around much of the town in the cold. Her doctor had warned her to watch her health to avoid becoming deaf but Kate forgot about this warning now. Kate Swift began a walk, driven into the streets by her bewildering thoughts. Reverend Hartman sat alone in the bell tower. George sat in his office at the Eagle pretending to work but thinking of love. Hop would sit half awake for the entire night, reflecting on his dream to breed ferrets. After he had made sure all were locked, he retired to the New Willard House to tend the stove. Hop Higgins was the night watchman and he quickly checked all of the doors along Main Street. The pillow then became Helen White in his eyes, whom he half loved.Īs the night grew later, it grew bitterly colder and the streets emptier. Soon he returned home and hugged a pillow as if it were Kate. They had spent an hour together and she gave him the feeling that she may be in love with him. The previous night, she had invited George to borrow a book from her. He built a fire to sit by and think of Kate Swift, his former teacher. He took a pair of skates up to the pond but did not skate. George Willard was pleased that he had no work to do. Snow lay heavily on Winesburg, Ohio and the town was talking about it.
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