We come to a big river, bigger than i have ever seen before.
it is flowing with ice. the soldiers are not happy. we set up
camp and wait. we are all cold and the snow and ice seem
to hound us, claiming our people one by one. north is the
color of blue, defeat and trouble. from there a chill wind
blows for us as we wait by a frozen river. we wait to die.
-"samuel's memory
what connotation do the words "chill" and "frozen' have that contributes to
rutledge's purpose?
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a. astonishment
b. lifelessness
c. indifference
d. calmness