I can enjoy a short story, but it wouldn't be my first choice. When a story is well-done and the characters come alive, the shortness of the story is frustrating. I want more. Of course I had to read this book by Willa Cather, and the stories do not disappoint ... but they were too short!
Neighbor Rosicky: Rosicky, a 65 yo Czech farmer, experiences shortness of breath when doing heavy labor on his farm. The trusted Doctor tells him to leave the hard physical work to his five sons and help his wife around the house instead. The characters are all good people.
Old Mrs. Harris: Here Cather introduces three generations of females -- the grandmother (Mrs Harris), the mother (Victoria), and the daughter (Vickie). They represent three eras and the changing role of women. Three other female figures (two neighbors and a servant) contribute to the reader's understanding of the three central figures. This story is said to be semi-autobiographical.
Two Friends: A child describes the personalities and conversations of two men who inadvertently taught her a lot about adults, local politics, life in and around town, and dignity. Children used to sit quietly while adults talked (my sister and I spent many hours overhearing our parents converse with friends and neighbors), and in so doing we learned. I suspect that doesn't happen much anymore.
Cather describes her reason for choosing these two men:
I liked to listen to those two because theirs was the only 'conversation' one could hear about the streets. The older men talked of nothing but politics and their business, and the very young men's talk was entirely what they called 'josh'; very personal, supposed to be funny, and really not funny at all. ... To be sure my two aristocrats sometimes discussed politics, ... [but] in the spring their talk was usually about weather and planting and pasture and cattle. ...
I imagine that few kids in today's world are exposed to thoughtful conversation, where motives are considered, and points of view are discussed. It's the tone of the conversation that was so valued by Cather. She wrote that the two men were composites of the people who inhabited her world.
And, during these evening talks where she was a silent third party, she studied the sky, was aware of the weather, and sometimes played jacks. (More signs of the times.)