| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Maggie: A Girl of the Streets by Stephen Crane: some boat or train, jostled her elbows, failing to notice her,
their thoughts fixed on distant dinners.
The forlorn woman had a peculiar face. Her smile was no
smile. But when in repose her features had a shadowy look that was
like a sardonic grin, as if some one had sketched with cruel
forefinger indelible lines about her mouth.
Jimmie came strolling up the avenue. The woman encountered
him with an aggrieved air.
"Oh, Jimmie, I've been lookin' all over fer yehs--," she began.
Jimmie made an impatient gesture and quickened his pace.
"Ah, don't bodder me! Good Gawd!" he said, with the
Maggie: A Girl of the Streets |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Enchanted Island of Yew by L. Frank Baum: or even to meet him, if it were possible to avoid it.
This same Red Rogue it was who had drawn the good Baron Merd into a
quarrel and afterward slain the old knight and his followers,
destroyed his castle, and carried his little daughter Seseley and her
girl friends, Berna and Helda, into captivity, shutting them up in his
own gloomy castle.
The Red Rogue thought he had done a very clever thing, and had no fear
of the consequences until one of his men came running up to the castle
to announce that Prince Marvel and his companions were approaching to
rescue the Lady Seseley.
"How many of them are there?" demanded the Red Rogue.
The Enchanted Island of Yew |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wrecker by Stevenson & Osbourne: which we were to hunt was a prodigious fortune.
The decks were washed down, the main hatch removed, and a
gun-tackle purchase rigged before the boat arrived with
breakfast. I had grown so suspicious of the wreck, that it was a
positive relief to me to look down into the hold, and see it full,
or nearly full, of undeniable rice packed in the Chinese fashion
in boluses of matting. Breakfast over, Johnson and the hands
turned to upon the cargo; while Nares and I, having smashed
open the skylight and rigged up a windsail on deck, began the
work of rummaging the cabins.
I must not be expected to describe our first day's work, or (for
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