| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Aeroplanes and Dirigibles of War by Frederick A. Talbot: 300,000 cubic feet. The outstanding feature is a rigid
keel-frame forming a covered passage way below the envelope or
gas-bag, combined with easy access to all parts of the craft
while under way, together with an artificial stiffening which
dispenses with the necessity of attaching any additional cars.
The frame is so designed that the load, as well as the ballast
and fuel tanks, may be distributed as desired, and at the same
time it ensures an advantageous disposition of the steering
mechanism, far removed from the centre of rotation at the stern,
without any overloading of the latter.
The lifting part of the airship comprises a single gas bag fitted
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Rig Veda: Under, thine own most wide protection may we dwell. Let us
not in thy
friendship, Agni, suffer harm.
14 This is thy grace that, kindled in thine own abode, invoked
with
Soma thou soundest forth most benign,
Thou givest wealth and treasure to the worshipper. Let us not
in thy
friendship, Agni, suffer harm.
15 To whom thou, Lord of goodly riches, grantest freedom from
every
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Goodness of St. Rocque and Other Stories by Alice Dunbar: sisters about her faded into mists of curling brown hair.
Briefly, Sister Josepha was in love.
The days went on pretty much as before, save for the one little
heart that beat rebelliously now and then, though it tried so
hard to be submissive. There was the morning work in the
refectory, the stupid little girls to teach sewing, and the
insatiable lamps that were so greedy for oil. And always the
tender, boyish brown eyes, that looked so sorrowfully at the
fragile, beautiful little sister, haunting, following, pleading.
Perchance, had Sister Josepha been in the world, the eyes would
have been an incident. But in this home of self-repression and
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