| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: the market. It was very necessary he should see Mr. Vanderlip,
because of the shameless one he would be all of a week behindhand
in filling the contract. She did know where he had gone? Up-
creek? Good! He would strike out after him at once and inform
him of the unhappy delay. Did he understand her to say that Mr.
Vanderlip needed the dogs on Friday night? that he must have them
by that time? It was too bad, but it was the fault of the
shameless one who had bid up the prices. They had jumped fifty
dollars per head, and should he buy on the rising market he would
lose by the contract. He wondered if Mr. Vanderlip would be
willing to meet the advance. She knew he would? Being Mr.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pierre Grassou by Honore de Balzac: at a Fountain," "Joseph," and "The Torture," would have redounded far
more to his credit if the four pictures had been exhibited in the
great Salon with the hundred good pictures of that year, than his
twenty pictures could, among three thousand others, jumbled together
in six galleries.
By some strange contradiction, ever since the doors are open to every
one there has been much talk of unknown and unrecognized genius. When,
twelve years earlier, Ingres' "Courtesan," and that of Sigalon, the
"Medusa" of Gericault, the "Massacre of Scio" by Delacroix, the
"Baptism of Henri IV." by Eugene Deveria, admitted by celebrated
artists accused of jealousy, showed the world, in spite of the denials
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Nada the Lily by H. Rider Haggard: nearer than within a spear's breadth of the dead man's foot. And now,
Umslopogaas, you know why the rock is smooth and shines. From month to
month and year to year the wolves had ravened there, seeking to devour
the bones of him who sat above. Night upon night they had leaped thus
against the wall of the cave, but never might their clashing jaws
close upon his foot. One foot they had, indeed, but the other they
could not come by.
"Now as I watched, filled with fear and wonder, the she-wolf, her
tongue lolling from her jaws, made so mighty a bound that she almost
reached the hanging foot, and yet not quite. She fell back, and then I
saw that the leap was her last for that time, for she had oversprung
Nada the Lily |
