A small-town relic of Hemingway's unhappy Arkansas sojourn

The quail rose out of the cornfields and briars of northeast Arkansas, giving the young writer just enough time to swing his shotgun up like a pitchfork toward their flight. Ernest Hemingway still remained years away from depression and turning another shotgun on himself as he picked off the birds along Sugar Creek in Piggott. The man collecting his kills had won the attention of the literary world with The Sun Also Rises, but remained reliant on the handouts of friends, including F. Scott Fitzgerald. In Piggott, the family of Hemingway's second wife, Pauline Pfeiffer, gave generously to the writer as the Great Depression took hold of the country. He wrote about 100 pages of A Farewell to Arms from a converted studio over an old barn near their home before the heat of an Arkansas summer - and his own restlessness - drove him... [read full story]                    

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