| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner: first two or three; but after that I only wanted to sleep, like the rest,
and I packed my books away.
"When you have three wagons to look after all night, you are sometimes so
tired you can hardly stand. At first when I walked along driving my wagons
in the night it was glorious; the stars had never looked so beautiful to
me; and on the dark nights when we rode through the bush there were will-
o'-the-wisps dancing on each side of the road. I found out that even the
damp and dark are beautiful. But I soon changed, and saw nothing but the
road and my oxen. I only wished for a smooth piece of road, so that I
might sit at the front and doze. At the places where we outspanned there
were sometimes rare plants and flowers, the festoons hanging from the bush-
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Cromwell by William Shakespeare: or jolting in my guts, in a little boat too: here we were
scarce four mile in the great green water, but I--thinking
to go to my afternoon's urgings, as twas my manner at
home--but I felt a kind of rising in my guts. At last one
a the Sailors spying of me, be a good cheer, says he, set
down thy victuals, and up with it, thou hast nothing but an
Eel in thy belly. Well toot went I, to my victuals went the
Sailors, and thinking me to be a man of better experience
than any in the ship, asked me what Wood the ship was
made of: they all swore I told them as right as if I had
been acquainted with the Carpenter that made it. At last
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis: people like you, so I don't know how to act in such exalted circles!"
Thus Miss Sonntag talked all the way down to Healey Hanson's. To her jibes he
wanted to reply "Oh, go to the devil!" but he never quite nerved himself to
that reasonable comment. He was resenting the existence of the whole Bunch.
He had heard Tanis speak of "darling Carrie" and "Min Sonntag--she's so
clever--you'll adore her," but they had never been real to him. He had
pictured Tanis as living in a rose-tinted vacuum, waiting for him, free of all
the complications of a Floral Heights.
When they returned he had to endure the patronage of the young soda-clerks.
They were as damply friendly as Miss Sonntag was dryly hostile. They called
him "Old Georgie" and shouted, "Come on now, sport; shake a leg" . . . boys in
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