| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from What is Man? by Mark Twain: is transmitted, no doubt, and will continue to be transmitted.
Y.M. Can you prove that the habit exists?
O.M. You can prove it, if you doubt. If you will take a
man to a clothing-store and watch him try on a dozen pairs of
trousers, you will see.
Y.M. The cow illustration is not--
O.M. Sufficient to show that a dumb animal's mental machine
is just the same as a man's and its reasoning processes the same?
I will illustrate further. If you should hand Mr. Edison a box
which you caused to fly open by some concealed device he would
infer a spring, and would hunt for it and find it. Now an uncle
What is Man? |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: robbed scores of foreigners of horses and saddles, the rebel
command of Gen. Antonio Rojas, comprising a thousand men, started
westward to-day through the state of Sonora for Agnaymas and
Pacific coast points.
The troops are headed for Dolores, where a mountain pass leads
into the state of Sonora. Their entrance will be opposed by
1,000 Maderista volunteers, who are reported to be waiting the
rebel invasion.
The railroad south of Madera is being destroyed and many.
Americans who were traveling to Chihuahua from Juarez are
marooned here.
The Light of Western Stars |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from An International Episode by Henry James: but it is not our purpose to relate their conversation in full.
He addressed a great many remarks to Bessie Alden, and finally turned
toward her altogether, while Willie Woodley entertained Mrs. Westgate.
Bessie herself said very little; she was on her guard, thinking of
what her sister had said to her at lunch. Little by little, however,
she interested herself in Lord Lambeth again, as she had done at Newport;
only it seemed to her that here he might become more interesting.
He would be an unconscious part of the antiquity, the impressiveness,
the picturesqueness, of England; and poor Bessie Alden, like many
a Yankee maiden, was terribly at the mercy of picturesqueness.
"I have often wished I were at Newport again," said the young man.
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