Early life Hemingway was the second child and first son born to Clarence and Grace Hemingway.
A Canary for One by Ernest Hemingway A Canary For One by Ernest Hemingway The train passed very quickly a long, red stone house with a garden and four thick palm-trees with tables under them in the shade.
On the other side was the sea. Then there was a cutting through red stone and clay, and the sea was only occasionally and far below against rocks.
The man wanted to be paid in dollars and I gave him a dollar and a half. He really sings very beautifully. There was no breeze came through the open window.
The American lady pulled the window-blind down and there was no more sea, even occasionally. On the other side there was glass, then the corridor, then an open window, and outside the window were dusty trees and an oiled road and flat fields of grapes, with gray-stone hills behind them.
There was smoke from many tall chimneys—coming into Marseilles, and the train slowed down and followed one track through many others into the station. The train stayed twenty-five minutes in the station at Marseilles and the American lady bought a copy of The Daily Mail and a half-bottle of Evian water.
She walked a little way along the station platform, but she stayed near the steps of the car because at Cannes, where it stopped for twelve minutes, the train had left with no signal of departure and she had gotten on only just in time. The American lady was a little deaf and she was afraid that perhaps signals of departure were given and that she did not hear them.
The train left the station in Marseilles and there was not only the switchyards and the factory smoke but, looking back, the town of Marseilles and the harbor with stone hills behind it and the last of the sun on the water.
As it was getting dark the train passed a farmhouse burning in a field. Motor-cars were stopped along the road and bedding and things from inside the farmhouse were spread in the field.
Many people were watching the house burn. After it was dark the train was in Avignon.
People got on and off. On the station platform were negro soldiers. They wore brown uniforms and were tall and their faces shone, close under the electric light. Their faces were very black and they were too tall to stare.
The train left Avignon station with the negroes standing there. A short white sergeant was with them. Inside the lit salon compartment the porter had pulled down the three beds from inside the wall and prepared them for sleeping.
In the night the American lady lay without sleeping because the train was a rapide and went very fast and she was afraid of the speed in the night. The canary from Palermo, a cloth spread over his cage, was out of the draft in the corridor that went into the compartment wash-room.
There was a blue light outside the compartment, and all night the train went very fast and the American lady lay awake and waited for a wreck.
In the morning the train was near Paris, and after the American lady had come out from the wash-room, looking very wholesome and middle-aged and American in spite of not having slept, and had taken the cloth off the birdcage and hung the cage in the sun, she went back to the restaurant-car for breakfast.
When she came back to the lit salon compartment again, the beds had been pushed back into the wall and made into seats, the canary was shaking his feathers in the sunlight that came through the open window, and the train was much nearer Paris.
The train crossed a river and passed through a very carefully tended forest. The train passed through many outside of Paris towns. There were tram-cars in the towns and big advertisements for the Belle Jardini?
All that the train passed through looked as though it were before breakfast. For several minutes I had not listened to the American lady, who was talking to my wife.Björn at the Russian border..
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National Historic Landmark. In A Canary for One by Ernest Hemingway we have the theme of control, identity, discontent and separation.
Taken from his The Complete Short Stories collection the story is narrated in the first person by an unnamed man and after reading the story the reader realises that Hemingway may be exploring the theme of control. A Canary for One Ernest Hemingway The excerpt under analysis belongs to the pen of a brilliant, one of the greatest writers of the XX century, Ernest Hemingway.
He created a new story, plotless, episodic, and stripped of emotion. Read A Canary for One by Ernest Hemingway in English - learn English by doing useful comprehension, grammar and vocabulary exercises.