| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Black Dwarf by Walter Scott: welcomed by the venerable old dame, the mistress of the family,
who, dressed in her coif and pinners, her close and decent gown
of homespun wool, but with a large gold necklace and ear-rings,
looked, what she really was, the lady as well as the farmer's
wife, while, seated in her chair of wicker, by the corner of the
great chimney, she directed the evening occupations of the young
women, and of two or three stout serving wenches, who sate plying
their distaffs behind the backs of their young mistresses.
As soon as Earnscliff had been duly welcomed, and hasty orders
issued for some addition to the evening meal, his grand-dame and
sisters opened their battery upon Hobbie Elliot for his lack of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Philosophy 4 by Owen Wister: scholastic Oscar as flippancies which he must indulge, since the pay was
handsome. That these idlers should jump in with doubts and questions
not contained in his sacred notes raised in him feelings betrayed just
once in that remark about "orriginal rresearch."
"Nine--ten--eleven--twelve," went the little timepiece; and Oscar rose.
"Gentlemen," he said, closing the sacred notes, "we have finished the
causal law."
"That's the whole business except the ego racket, isn't it?" said Billy.
"The duality, or multiplicity of the ego remains," Oscar replied.
"Oh, I know its name. It ought to be a soft snap after what we've had."
"Unless it's full of dates and names you've got to know," said Bertie.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from 'Twixt Land & Sea by Joseph Conrad: After telling me this Burns put on a mysterious air. "He keeps a
girl shut up there who, they say - "
"I suppose you've heard all this gossip in some eminently
respectable place?" I snapped at him in a most sarcastic tone.
The shaft told, because Mr. Burns, like many other disagreeable
people, was very sensitive himself. He remained as if
thunderstruck, with his mouth open for some further communication,
but I did not give him the chance. "And, anyhow, what the deuce do
I care?" I added, retiring into my room.
And this was a natural thing to say. Yet somehow I was not
indifferent. I admit it is absurd to be concerned with the morals
'Twixt Land & Sea |
