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Today's Stichomancy for Jet Li

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Rezanov by Gertrude Atherton:

had sailed for these waters. I do not believe a word of it; but should it be true, I would remind you of two things: that I have the powers of the Tsar him- self in this part of the world, and that the Russian fleet is likely to arrive first."

Again the Commandante moved uneasily. The news from Mexico had kept himself and the Gov- ernor awake the better part of the night. He fully appreciated the importance of this powerful Rus- sian's friendship. Nothing would bind and commit him like taking a Californian to wife. If only he


Rezanov
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young:

said:

``Good morning, Bessie Bell. I am Alice's Mama.''

That made things so simple, thought Bessie Bell. This lady was a Mama. And she was Alice's Mama.

Bessie Bell wished that all would tell in that nice way at once whether they were Mamas or Just-Ladies.

The next lady who passed by the cabin also stopped to talk to Bessie Bell.

And Bessie Bell asked: ``Are you a Mama or Only-Just-A-Lady?''

``I am only just a lady,'' the lady said, patting Bessie Bell's little tiny hand. And it was easy to see that, in Bessie Bell's

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lin McLean by Owen Wister:

conversation, and kep' us all scared for mighty nigh an hour. Miss Peck appeared interested in his statements."

"What was you doing at the Taylors' yourself?" demanded Lin.

"Visitin' Miss Wood," answered the Virginian, with entire ease. For he also knew when to employ the plain truth as a bluff. "You'd ought to write to Tommy's mother, Lin, and tell her what a dare-devil her son is gettin' to be. She would cut off his allowance and bring him home, and you would have the runnin' all to yourself."

"I'll fix him yet," muttered Mr. McLean. "Him and his wars."

With that he rose and left us.

The next afternoon he informed me that if I was riding up the creek to