| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Memorabilia by Xenophon: good and beautiful when well adapted for the end in view, bad and ugly
when ill adapted for the same.
Similarly when he spoke about houses,[12] and argued that "the same
house must be at once beautiful and useful"--I could not help feeling
that he was giving a good lesson on the problem: "how a house ought to
be built." He investigated the matter thus:
[12] See K. Joel, op. cit. p. 488; "Classical Review," vii. 262.
Soc. "Do you admit that any one purposing to build a perfect house[13]
will plan to make it at once as pleasant and as useful to live in as
possible?" and that point being admitted,[14] the next question would
be:
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Adventure by Jack London: her. Remained speech. But what speech? Appeal to her love? But
she did not love him. Appeal to her brain? But it was apparently
a boy's brain. All the deliciousness and fineness of a finely bred
woman was hers; but, for all he could discern, her mental processes
were sexless and boyish. And yet speech it must be, for a
beginning had to be made somewhere, some time; her mind must be
made accustomed to the idea, her thoughts turned upon the matter of
marriage.
And so he rode overseeing about the plantation, with tightly drawn
and puckered brows, puzzling over the problem, and steeling himself
to the first attempt. A dozen ways he planned an intricate leading
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Troll Garden and Selected Stories by Willa Cather: hair hung down under his cap. Nils sprang up and pulled
him into the kitchen, hugging him and slapping him on the
shoulders. "Well, if it isn't my kid! Look at the size of him!
Don't you know me, Eric?"
The boy reddened tinder his sunburn and freckles, and hung his
head. "I guess it's Nils," he said shyly.
"You're a good guesser," laughed Nils giving the lad's hand a
swing. To himself he was thinking: "That's why the little girl
looked so friendly. He's taught her to like me. He was only six
when I went away, and he's remembered for twelve years."
Eric stood fumbling with his cap and smiling. "You look just
The Troll Garden and Selected Stories |
