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Today's Stichomancy for Leon Trotsky

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Pierrette by Honore de Balzac:

from the room.

"I was coming, my lad, when you wrote me; I am rich,--here, take this," she cried, recalling him, and unfastening as she spoke the strings that tied her short-gown. Then she drew a paper from her bosom in which were forty-two bank-bills, saying, "Take what is necessary, and bring back the greatest doctor in Paris."

"Keep those," said Frappier; "he can't change thousand franc notes now. I have money, and the diligence will be passing presently; he can certainly find a place on it. But before he goes we had better consult Doctor Martener; he will tell us the best physician in Paris. The diligence won't pass for over an hour,--we have time enough."

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Far From the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy:

buttons and all my best cloze!" "The poor lad's cough is terrible unfortunate." said Matthew Moon. "And a great history on hand, too. Bump his back, shepherd." "'Tis my nater." mourned Cain. "Mother says I always was so excitable when my feelings were worked up to a point!" "True, true." said Joseph Poorgrass. "The Balls were always a very excitable family. I knowed the boy's grandfather -- a truly nervous and modest man, even to genteel refinery. 'Twas blush, blush with him,


Far From the Madding Crowd
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Song of Hiawatha by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow:

And the name which now he gives you; For hereafter and forever Boys shall call you Adjidaumo, Tail-in-air the boys shall call you!" And again the sturgeon, Nahma, Gasped and quivered in the water, Then was still, and drifted landward Till he grated on the pebbles, Till the listening Hiawatha Heard him grate upon the margin, Felt him strand upon the pebbles,