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Today's Stichomancy for Heidi Klum

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wrecker by Stevenson & Osbourne:

On the 28th of January, when in lat. 27 degrees 20' N., long. 177 degrees W., the wind chopped suddenly into the west, not very strong, but puffy and with flaws of rain. The captain, eager for easting, made a fair wind of it and guyed the booms out wing and wing. It was Tommy's trick at the wheel, and as it was within half an hour of the relief (seven thirty in the morning), the captain judged it not worth while to change him.

The puffs were heavy but short; there was nothing to be called a squall, no danger to the ship, and scarce more than usual to the doubtful spars. All hands were on deck in their oilskins, expecting breakfast; the galley smoked, the ship smelt of

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Heap O' Livin' by Edgar A. Guest:

Right must not live in idleness............... 85

She is fair to see and sweet.................. 130 So long as men shall be on earth.............. 39 Some are eager to be famous................... 182 Some folks leave home for money............... 70 Some folks I know, when friends drop in....... 144

Take home a smile; forget the petty cares..... 71 Thankful for the glory of the old Red, White and Blue.................................... 98 The happiest nights........................... 110 The green is in the meadow.................... 86


A Heap O' Livin'
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates:

know, about nine miles back, I should think. No, twelve. This is Shy Junction." We roared between the platforms. "Wonderful how they put these engines along, isn't it?"

But my companion was staring out of the window. The next moment she swung round and looked at me wildly. Gravely I offered her a cigarette. She waved me away impatiently.

"Have we really passed Rory?" she said.

"Ages ago," said I. "Your porter can't possibly have under- "

She stamped a small foot, bright in its patent-leather shoe.

"Aren't you going to do anything?" she demanded.

"I am already composing a letter to the absent traffic


The Brother of Daphne