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,begin italics,Eudora Welty (1909–2001) wrote short stories, novels, and essays about the American South.,end italics,

from ,begin bold,The Abode of Summer,end bold,

paragraph 1,In Mississippi, at least, we sometimes wonder what vacationers who come South in Winter see. What do we look like then—our trees gone bare, and we with coats on? That is an obscure time. I know my vision of where I live is a Summer one; and Summer is the vision I keep year-round. Summer is the time when Southerners are South, where they live; and South is where it is summertime most.

paragraph 2,Our South is the abode of heat—and the source of what's good for it: the high ceilings, the cross halls, the porches, the frosty drink with mint coming out the top; the cotton dress, the cotton nightgown; those precious and cooling summer fruits, small blue fig and great big watermelon; parties moved out to the porch and yard, where the moonlight, in patterns of leaf and flower, descends along with the possible breezes to our skin and clothes, and music sounds sweet when it is played outdoors or steals out through a window to us.

paragraph 3,The South's Summer is the heart of Summer. Those ribbony afternoons of childhood (it is the children who stir in afternoons) live in our memory; I think the memory of every Southerner lies fixed in summertime. From the beginning of our lives, it seems, we knew the big, slow month-after-month turning of sights and sounds and scents, the kaleidoscope of pleasures in the duress of heat—the swimming of ice in china pitchers of tea or lemonade, ceiling fans wheeling on porches, punkahs,superscript,1,baseline, in the oldest houses in stately back-and-forth above the long table, fans in the hand, church fans, party fans, silk and feather and ivory fans, old ladies' black fans, children's fans, on chains that went around the neck. And the evenings of childhood Summers, where in companies we used to play out, pulling by strings those homemade toys, tiny steamboats, candles inside alight, blinking out from crescent moon and star windows as night came down.

paragraph 4,Southern Summer is nostalgic, because even when it happens it's dreamlike. Find the shade of the biggest tree; in it your hammock is dreaming already, like a boat on the stream. We return to Summer each year like the swooning nosegay we loved so well: magnolia fuscata flowers (which look like inch-long bananas and smell the same) tied in a corner of a cambric handkerchief. There are the Summer nights of the waterfall-sound of the ice-cream freezer being turned somewhere on the back porch; the . . . crack of another watermelon being split open on the grass at the picnic; the band concerts sounding from the park, the parties sending up Roman candles from the river; the hay rides down country roads where people sang themselves nearly to sleep in the gently jogging dark. And—like dancing at night—there was swimming at night—in water not much cooler still than the skin, but delicious because wet, because no longer reflecting that sun.

paragraph 5,We are one of the natural homes of the parasol. In the little southern towns all of us used to prance about under parasols to fit our moods and years, though now only the most old-fashioned of family retainers are likely to go carrying their own shade, in the form of large black cotton umbrellas. Afternoon "teas" and receptions were sometimes held on shady lawns, late on, and dances in pavilions at night with paper lanterns, and picnics in places we used never to find again. Sitting outside on the steps in the moonlight talking has remained, thank Heaven, an uninterrupted way, as well as the finest way, to keep happy and cool.

paragraph 6,Galleries are where we live best—front and back, upstairs and downstairs, on the blessed sleeping porch. We court the cool . . . ; dream about it noon and night. Shade trees, shade hats and somebody (who?) to keep fanning us with a fan—that's ideal; and air conditioning cannot be the same thing at all. O pavilions, gazebos and summerhouses, where are you now?

paragraph 7,Yet Summer animates our spirits and brings us new ideas, if only because Summer is a challenge as well as a condition of life. We do not fight Summer, we persuade it; it is our own, we have learned measures, little ways to accommodate it, from which we take virtue. If on hot days we appear for the first moment cool and fresh as a daisy, we are likely to be complimented on living right.

paragraph 8,In Summer we live at night, come to life then. We live indoors in the daytime, outdoors in the nighttime, as much as we can. From now on, the day is too bright and blinding. When heat dances like a dervish in the garden, the grass lies down and dies, the flowers blaze, nothing seems to move but hummingbirds. All is brighter than it has any business being; and what led old John Law,,superscript,2,baseline, who in early times organized the Compagnie d'Occident,,superscript,3,baseline, to display diamonds in the shop windows of Paris, saying they were produced in the Summer wildflowers along the banks of the Lower Mississippi, may be questionable, but it's easy to see how he was inspired—he went out in the midday sun.

paragraph 9,We seek the shade. We love trees, those live oaks especially, vast and majestic and venerable roofs that they are. Lately torn by the storms of the equinoxes as they have been, in Summer they spread impervious again in blessed new layers of green. They are beautiful. Spanish moss that hangs from their branches is a species of pineapple, and swings in the Summer air taking life from no other element—like a dream in the tree. These live oaks line the old roads, old Academy grounds, the river banks in towns, and speak of an outdoor society—the shade-loving, promenade-loving kind.

,superscript,,begin bold,1,end bold, ,baseline,,begin bold,punkahs  ,end bold,fans suspended from the ceiling

,superscript,,begin bold,2,end bold, ,baseline,,begin bold,John Law  ,end bold,Scottish reformer (1671–1729) who fostered the development of French territories in America

,superscript,,begin bold,3,end bold, ,baseline,,begin bold,Compagnie d'Occident  ,end bold,development plan that attracted early settlers to the South

Question 1
This question has two parts. Answer Part A, and then answer Part B.

,begin emphasis,Part A,end emphasis,
What is one of the author's ,begin emphasis,main,end emphasis, purposes in the passage?

Question 1 Answer options with 4 options
1.	
to convey how Southerners and summer are deeply connected

2.	
to describe how attitudes toward summer have changed in the South

3.	
to contrast the pleasures of summer to the pleasures of winter in the South

4.	
to explain why Southerners spend so much time outdoors during the summer

GPT 3.5 · Answer

Question 1 Answer: 1. to convey how Southerners and summer are deeply connected ,begin emphasis,Part B,end emphasis, Which detail from the passage best supports your answer to Part A?