| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Life in the Iron-Mills by Rebecca Davis: way.
The young man laughed again. Mitchell flashed a look of disgust
somewhere,--not at Wolfe.
"May," he broke out impatiently, "are you blind? Look at that
woman's face! It asks questions of God, and says, 'I have a
right to know,' Good God, how hungry it is!"
They looked a moment; then May turned to the mill-owner:--
"Have you many such hands as this? What are you going to do
with them? Keep them at puddling iron?"
Kirby shrugged his shoulders. Mitchell's look had irritated
him.
Life in the Iron-Mills |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Bab:A Sub-Deb, Mary Roberts Rinehart by Mary Roberts Rinehart: Looking back, I am sure that the present way society is organized
is really to blame for everything. I am being frank, and that is
the way I feel. I was too strictly raised. I always had a Governess
taging along. Until I came here to school I had never walked to the
corner of the next street unattended. If it wasn't Mademoiselle it
was mother's maid, and if it wasn't either of them, it was mother
herself, telling me to hold my toes out and my shoulder blades in.
As I have said, I never knew any of the Other Sex, except the
miserable little beasts at dancing school. I used to make faces at
them when Mademoiselle was putting on my slippers and pulling out
my hair bow. They were totaly uninteresting, and I used to put pins
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Verses 1889-1896 by Rudyard Kipling: Nor dole of the oily timber that comes on the Baltic drift;
No store of well-drilled needles, nor ouches of amber pale;
No new-cut tongues of the bison, nor meat of the stranded whale.
"~Thou~ hast not toiled at the fishing when the sodden trammels freeze,
Nor worked the war-boats outward through the rush of the rock-staked seas,
Yet they bring thee fish and plunder -- full meal and an easy bed --
And all for the sake of thy pictures." And Ung held down his head.
"~Thou~ hast not stood to the Aurochs when the red snow reeks of the fight;
Men have no time at the houghing to count his curls aright.
Verses 1889-1896 |
