And yet they persisted, bred prolifically, raised their children, farmed their fields, and worshipped God, all in a place where almost every waking moment held a mortal threat

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I haven’t completely decided if this is a “beautiful” sentence or not. It isn’t exceptionally poetic or rhythmic, yet it does accurately portray the frontier life and the men and women who chose to live upon it.

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