| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Louis Lambert by Honore de Balzac: which the mystical outcome was made evident to my eyes in the course
of a few hours. Those who have not already dropped this volume, will,
I hope, understand the events I still have to tell, forming as they do
a sort of second existence lived by this creature--may I not say this
creation?--in whom everything was to be so extraordinary, even his
end.
When Louis returned to Blois, his uncle was eager to procure him some
amusement; but the poor priest was regarded as a perfect leper in that
godly-minded town. No one would have anything to say to a
revolutionary who had taken the oaths. His society, therefore,
consisted of a few individuals of what were then called liberal or
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Emma McChesney & Co. by Edna Ferber: in her much-thumbed ledger--that powerful ledger which, at the
week's end, decided just how plump or thin each pay-envelope
would be. So the shop and office at T. A. Buck's were bound
together by many ties of affection and sympathy and loyalty; and
these bonds were strongest where, at one end, they touched Emma
McChesney Buck, and, at the other, faithful Sophy Kumpf. Each a
triumphant example of Woman in Business.
It was at this comfortable stage of Featherloom affairs that the
Movement struck the T. A. Buck Company. Emma McChesney Buck had
never mingled much in movements. Not that she lacked sympathy
with them; she often approved of them, heart and soul. But she
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber: there is a certain type of watch hand who is as peripatetic as
the old-time printer. Restless, ne'er-do- well, spendthrift, he
wanders from factory to factory through the chain of watchmaking
towns: Springfield, Trenton, Waltham, Lancaster, Waterbury,
Chippewa. Usually expert, always unreliable, certainly fond of
drink, Nap Ballou was typical of his kind. The steady worker had
a mingled admiration and contempt for him. He, in turn, regarded
the other as a stick-in-the-mud. Nap wore his cap on one side of
his curly head, and drank so evenly and steadily as never to be
quite drunk and never strictly sober. He had slender, sensitive
fingers like an artist's or a woman's, and he knew the parts of
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