| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: is a country of great Renascence landed gentlefolk who have been
unconsciously outgrown and overgrown. The proper shops for
Bladesover custom were still to be found in Regent Street and
Bond Street in my early London days in those days they had been
but lightly touched by the American's profaning hand--and in
Piccadilly. I found the doctor's house of the country village or
country town up and down Harley Street, multiplied but not
otherwise different, and the family solicitor (by the hundred)
further eastward in the abandoned houses of a previous generation
of gentlepeople, and down in Westminster, behind Palladian
fronts, the public offices sheltered in large Bladesoverish rooms
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Court Life in China by Isaac Taylor Headland: lacked the power to execute what he conceived, and the ability to
select great statesmen to assist him, seems to have been his
chief shortcoming.
To my wife for her help in the preparation of this volume, and to
my father-in-law, Mr. William Sinclair, M. A., for his
suggestions, I am under many obligations.
I. T. H.
CONTENTS
I. THE EMPRESS DOWAGER--HER EARLY LIFE
II. THE EMPRESS DOWAGER--HER YEARS OF TRAINING
III. THE EMPRESS DOWAGER--AS A RULER
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: Being a man of systematic habits, I arranged my clothes carefully,
putting my shoes out for the porter to polish, and stowing my collar
and scarf in the little hammock swung for the purpose.
At last, with my pillows so arranged that I could see out comfortably,
and with the unhygienic-looking blanket turned back - I have always
a distrust of those much-used affairs - I prepared to wait gradually
for sleep.
But sleep did not visit me. The train came to frequent, grating
stops, and I surmised the hot box again. I am not a nervous man,
but there was something chilling in the thought of the second section
pounding along behind us. Once, as I was dozing, our locomotive
The Man in Lower Ten |
