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      • ‘An Idle Fellow’ is an almost surreal short story or scrap with hidden symbology penned in 1894 or thereabout by American feminist writer Kate Chopin. It tries to reinforce the idea that books and knowledge from books is not true wisdom.
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  1. Jan 9, 2021 · ‘An Idle Fellow’ is an almost surreal short story or scrap with hidden symbology penned in 1894 or thereabout by American feminist writer Kate Chopin. It tries to reinforce the idea that books and knowledge from books is not true wisdom.

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  3. We rise from the door-step and walk together down the gentle slope of the hill; past the apple-tree, and the rose-hedge; and along the border of the field where wheat is growing. We walk down to the foot of the gentle slope where women and men and children are living. Paul is a strange fellow.

  4. Apr 16, 2012 · Paul is a strange fellow. He gazed idly at a billowy white cloud that rolls lazily over and over along the edge of the blue sky. He turns away from me and the words with which I would instruct him, to drink deep the scent of the clover-field and the thick perfume from the rose-hedge.

  5. An Idle Fellow is an English Feminist Literature short story by American writer Kate Chopin. It was first published in 1872.

  6. I shall sit here on the door-step beside my friend Paul. He is an idle fellow with folded hands. He laughs when I upbraid him, and bids me, with a motion, hold my peace. He is listening to a thrush’s song that comes from the blur of yonder apple-tree. He tells me the thrush is singing a complaint.

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    • Kate Chopin
  7. Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow, published in 1886, is a collection of humorous essays by Jerome K. Jerome. It was the author’s second published book and it helped establish him as a leading English humorist.

  8. Paul is a strange fellow. He gazed idly at a billowy white cloud that rolls lazily over and over along the edge of the blue sky. He turns away from me and the words with which I would instruct him, to drink deep the scent of the clover-field and the thick perfume from the rose-hedge.

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