Upon entering the childhood home, one first encounters the narrow front hall. If visitors employ their imaginations, and invoke the crampedness of 11 inhabitants occupying a small space, they will understand the lack of privacy that informs much of Cather's writing about her childhood.
"The front hall was dark and cold; the hat-rack was hung with an astonishing number of children's hats and caps and cloaks. They were even piled on the table beneath the hat-rack. Under the table was a heap of rubbers and overshoes."
~ The Song of the Lark
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