| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Foolish Virgin by Thomas Dixon: stairs and out into the night with a sickening,
helpless fear in her heart.
CHAPTER VIII
JIM'S TRIAL
The quarrel had left Mary in a quiver of exalted rage.
How dare a friend trample her most sacred feelings!
She pitied Jane Anderson and her tribe--these modern
feminine leaders of a senseless revolution against
man--they were crazy. They had all been disappointed
in some individual and for that reason set themselves
up as the judges of mankind.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Kwaidan by Lafcadio Hearn: in a tone of great surprise:--
"What kind of a man can you be, good Sir, that you dare to lie down alone
in such a place as this?... There are haunters about here,-- many of them.
are you not afraid of Hairy Things?"
"My friend," cheerfully answered Kwairyo, "I am only a wandering priest,--
a 'Cloud-and-Water-Guest,' as folks call it: Unsui-no-ryokaku. (2) And I am
not in the least afraid of Hairy Things,-- if you mean goblin-foxes, or
goblin-badgers, or any creatures of that kind. As for lonesome places, I
like them: they are suitable for meditation. I am accustomed to sleeping in
the open air: and I have learned never to be anxious aboutmy life."
"You must be indeed a brave man, Sir Priest," the peasant responded, "to
Kwaidan |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tour Through Eastern Counties of England by Daniel Defoe: that be proper), respects the gardens, and, with an easy descent,
lands you upon the terrace, from whence is a most beautiful
prospect to the river, which is all formed into canals and openings
to answer the views from above and beyond the river; the walks and
wildernesses go on to such a distance, and in such a manner up the
hill, as they before went down, that the sight is lost in the woods
adjoining, and it looks all like one planted garden as far as the
eye can see.
I shall cover as much as possible the melancholy part of a story
which touches too sensibly many, if not most, of the great and
flourishing families in England. Pity and matter of grief is it to
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