| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from My Antonia by Willa Cather: I had never seen her crushed like this before.
`You not mind my poor mamenka, Mrs. Burden. She is so sad,'
she whispered, as she wiped her wet hands on her skirt and took
the things grandmother handed her.
The crazy boy, seeing the food, began to make soft, gurgling noises and
stroked his stomach. Jake came in again, this time with a sack of potatoes.
Grandmother looked about in perplexity.
`Haven't you got any sort of cave or cellar outside, Antonia?
This is no place to keep vegetables. How did your potatoes get frozen?'
`We get from Mr. Bushy, at the post-office what he throw out.
We got no potatoes, Mrs. Burden,' Tony admitted mournfully.
My Antonia |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: to the chin, Lieutenant," chimed in the sheepman. "The fact is
that I don't seem to be able to get out anything except thanks
these days. I ought to send my cousin a letter thanking him for
giving me a chance to owe so much kindness to so many people."
"Your cousin?" repeated the uncomprehending officer.
"This desperado, Bannister, is my cousin," answered the sheepman
gravely.
"But if he was your cousin, why should he want--to kill you?"
"That's a long story, Lieutenant. Will y'u hear it now?"
"If you feel strong enough to tell it."
"Oh, I'm strong enough." He glanced at Helen. "Perhaps we had
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Black Tulip by Alexandre Dumas: "I do see it."
"Come along, sir," said the officer. "Now we must drive
off."
"Oh, have pity, have mercy, sir!" said Van Baerle, "don't
take me away! Let me look once more! Is what I see down
there the black tulip? Quite black? Is it possible? Oh, sir,
have you seen it? It must have specks, it must be imperfect,
it must only be dyed black. Ah! if I were there, I should
see it at once. Let me alight, let me see it close, I beg of
you."
"Are you mad, Sir? How could I allow such a thing?"
The Black Tulip |
