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"Whoa!" said Pa, suddenly. "Now which way?" he muttered to himself. The road divided here, and you could not tell which was the more-traveled way. Both of them were faint wheel tracks in the grass. One went toward the west, the other sloped downward a little, toward the south. Both soon vanished in the tall, blowing grass.
~ Laura Ingalls Wilder, Little House on the Prairie, Ch. 2 "Crossing the Creek"