| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: she was an English maid--but they would just do for a Piache; and
so darted upstairs, brought them down, and insisted so stoutly on
arraying the vicar therein, that the good man beat a swift retreat.
But he carried off with him, nevertheless, one of the handsomest
mantles, which, instead of selling it, he converted cleverly enough
into an altar-cloth; and for several years afterwards, the
communion at Northam was celebrated upon a blaze of emerald, azure,
and crimson, which had once adorned the sinful body of some Aztec
prince.
So Ayacanora flaunted on; while Amyas watched her, half amused,
half in simple pride of her beauty; and looked around at all
|
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Droll Stories, V. 1 by Honore de Balzac: most virtuous and the most unimpressionable. Thus she lived beloved
and respected, quite as much as the real ladies and princesses, and
was called Madame, concerning which the good Emperor Sigismund replied
to a lady who complained of it to him, "That they, the good ladies,
might keep to their own proper way and holy virtues, and Madame
Imperia to the sweet naughtiness of the goddess Venus"--Christian
words which shocked the good ladies, to their credit be it said.
Philippe, then thinking over it in his mind that which on the
preceding evening he had seen with his eyes, doubted if more did not
remain behind. Then was he sad, and without taking bite or sup,
strolled about the town waiting the appointed hour, although he was
Droll Stories, V. 1 |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Life on the Mississippi by Mark Twain: to be ignorant of this great truth, and wander off into astronomy
to borrow a symbol. But if he had been conversant with the facts,
he would have said--
Westward the Jug of Empire takes its way.
This great van-leader arrived upon the ground which St. Paul now occupies,
in June 1837. Yes, at that date, Pierre Parrant, a Canadian, built the
first cabin, uncorked his jug, and began to sell whiskey to the Indians.
The result is before us.
All that I have said of the newness, briskness, swift progress,
wealth, intelligence, fine and substantial architecture,
and general slash and go, and energy of St. Paul, will apply
|
