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Rose Wilder Lane

Rose Wilder Lane (December 5, 1886 – October 30, 1968) was an American journalist, travel writer, novelist, and political theorist. She is noted (with Ayn Rand and Isabel Paterson) as one of the founders of the American libertarian movement.

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Rose Wilder Lane - In The Media
... Lane was portrayed in the television adaptations of Little House on the Prairie by Twins Jennifer and Michele Steffin Terra Allen (part 1) and Skye McCole Bartusiak, Christina Stojanovich (part ... There are eight novels written by Roger Lea MacBride, telling of Lane's childhood and early youth ... as MacBride was a close friend of Lane's ...
Laura Ingalls Wilder - Works
... posthumously) – a diary of the Wilders' move from De Smet, South Dakota to Mansfield, Missouri, edited and added to by Rose Wilder Lane ... posthumously) West from Home (1974, published posthumously) – Wilder's letters to Almanzo while visiting Lane in San Francisco The Road Back (Part of A Little House ...

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    The prairies were dust. Day after day, summer after summer, the scorching winds blew the dust and the sun was brassy in a yellow sky. Crop after crop failed. Again and again the barren land must be mortgaged for taxes and food and next year’s seed. The agony of hope ended when there was not harvest and no more credit, no money to pay interest and taxes; the banker took the land. Then the bank failed.
    Rose Wilder Lane (1886–1968)

    There is a city myth that country life was isolated and lonely; the truth is that farmers and their families then had a richer social life than they have now. They enjoyed a society organic, satisfying and whole, not mixed and thinned with the life of town, city and nation as it now is.
    —Rose Wilder Lane (1886–1965)

    The prairies were dust. Day after day, summer after summer, the scorching winds blew the dust and the sun was brassy in a yellow sky. Crop after crop failed. Again and again the barren land must be mortgaged for taxes and food and next year’s seed. The agony of hope ended when there was not harvest and no more credit, no money to pay interest and taxes; the banker took the land. Then the bank failed.
    —Rose Wilder Lane (1886–1968)

    The red rose whispers of passion,
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