| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: safer 'n prayin' fer rain."
Duanes reply was a remark as loquacious as Fletcher's, to the
effect that a long, slow, monotonous ride was conducive to
thirst. They all joined him, unmistakably friendly. But Knell
was not there, and most assuredly not Poggin. Fletcher was no
common outlaw, but, whatever his ability, it probably lay in
execution of orders. Apparently at that time these men had
nothing to do but drink and lounge around the tavern. Evidently
they were poorly supplied with money, though Duane observed
they could borrow a peso occasionally from the bartender. Duane
set out to make himself agreeable and succeeded. There was
The Lone Star Ranger |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: Wetzel, for it was he, leaned upon his long rifle while his keen eyes took in
the details of the tragedy. The whining dog, the bloody water, the motionless
figures lying in a last embrace, told the sad story.
"Joe an' Winds," he muttered.
Only a moment did he remain lost in sad reflection A familiar moccasin-print
in the sand on the bank pointed westward. He examined it carefully.
"Two hours gone," he muttered. "I might overtake him."
Then his motions became swift. With two blows of his tomahawk he secured a
long piece of grapevine. He took a heavy stone from the bed of the brook. He
carried Joe to the spring, and, returning for Winds, placed her beside her
lover. This done, he tied one end of the grapevine around the stone, and wound
The Spirit of the Border |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Yates Pride by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman: "Nothing, only, Eudora, a dear and old friend of yours, of ours,
is there, so I hear."
Eudora did not inquire who the old friend might be. "Really?"
she remarked. Then she said, "Goodby, Amelia dear," and resumed
her progress with the baby-carriage.
PART II
"She never even asked who it was," Amelia reported to her
sisters, when she had returned to the house. "Because she knew,"
replied Sophia, sagely; "there has never been any old friend but
that one old friend to come back into Eudora Yates's life."
"Has he come back into her life, I wonder?" said Amelia.
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