| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Faraday as a Discoverer by John Tyndall: vessels. On filing off the end of the tube, its contents exploded
and the oily matter vanished. Early next morning, Dr. Paris
received the following note:--
'Dear Sir,--The oil you noticed yesterday turns out to be
liquid chlorine.
'Yours faithfully,
'M. Faraday.'[2]
The gas had been liquefied by its own pressure. Faraday then tried
compression with a syringe, and succeeded thus in liquefying the gas.
To the published account of this experiment Davy added the following
note:--'In desiring Mr. Faraday to expose the hydrate of chlorine in
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Royalty Restored/London Under Charles II by J. Fitzgerald Molloy: In order to accomplish such desirable ends she quietly awaited
her opportunity. This came in due time.
It happened one evening when his majesty had been visiting
Frances Stuart in her apartments, and had returned to his own in
a condition of ill-humour and disappointment, the countess, who
had been some days out of favour, suddenly presented herself
before him, and in a bantering tone, accompanied by ironical
smiles, addressed him.
"I hope," said she, "I may be allowed to pay you my homage,
although the angelic Stuart has forbidden you to see me at my own
house. I will not make use of reproaches and expostulations
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Blix by Frank Norris: murdered by his men; had been a deep-sea diver, and had burst his
ear-drums at the business, so that now he could blow tobacco smoke
out of his ears; he had been shipwrecked in the Gilberts, fought
with the Seris on the lower California Islands, sold champagne--
made from rock candy, effervescent salts, and Reisling wine--to
the Coreans, had dreamed of "holding up" a Cunard liner, and had
ridden on the Strand in a hansom with William Ewart Gladstone.
But the one thing of which he was proud, the one picture of his
life he most delighted to recall, was himself as manager of a
negro minstrel troupe, in a hired drum-major's uniform, marching
down the streets of Sacramento at the head of the brass band in
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