| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Roads of Destiny by O. Henry: "My answer to your question," said the captain, smiling, "will be to
tell you the story of Bad-Luck Kearny. That is, if you don't mind
hearing it."
My reply was to pound on the table for Rousselin.
* * * * *
"Strolling along Tchoupitoulas Street one night," began Captain
Malone, "I noticed, without especially taxing my interest, a small man
walking rapidly toward me. He stepped upon a wooden cellar door,
crashed through it, and disappeared. I rescued him from a heap of soft
coal below. He dusted himself briskly, swearing fluently in a
mechanical tone, as an underpaid actor recites the gypsy's curse.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Voice of the City by O. Henry: ceiling bad begun to move, traversing the room from
right to left in a gay and spectacular pilgrimage. I
did not confide my discovery to Kerner. The artistic
temperament is too high-strung to view such devia-
tions from the natural laws of the art of kalsomining.
I sipped my absinthe drip and sawed wormwood.
One absinthe drip is not much -- but I said again to
Kerner, kindly:
"You are a fool." And then, in the vernacular:
"Jesse Holmes for yours."
And then I looked around and saw the Fool-Killer,
The Voice of the City |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Warlord of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: snow and ice, but found a well-marked trail leading north.
The way was boulder-strewn, as had been that south of the barrier,
so that we could see but a short distance ahead of us at any time.
After a couple of hours we passed round a huge boulder to come
to a steep declivity leading down into a valley.
Directly before us we saw a half dozen men--fierce, black-bearded
fellows, with skins the color of a ripe lemon.
"The yellow men of Barsoom!" ejaculated Thuvan Dihn, as though
The Warlord of Mars |
