| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Cousin Pons by Honore de Balzac: found that it was due.
"Oh, confound it, my good man, a German can always count, even if he
has tears in his eyes. . . . I thought that you would have taken the
thousand francs that I sent you into account, as a final year's
salary, and that we were quits."
"We haf receifed nodings," said Schmucke; "und gif I komm to you, it
ees because I am in der shtreet, und haf not ein benny. How did you
send us der bonus?"
"By your portress."
"By Montame Zipod!" exclaimed Schmucke. "She killed Bons, she robbed
him, she sold him--she tried to purn his vill--she is a pad creature,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from On Horsemanship by Xenophon: thicker the swarm of troublesome things which collect beneath the
belly. Besides which, however elaborately you clean these parts, the
horse is no sooner led out than presently he will be just as dirty as
if he had not been cleaned. Omit these ablutions then, we say; and
similarly for the legs, rubbing and currying by hand is quite
sufficient.
VI
We will now explain how the operation of grooming may be performed
with least danger to oneself and best advantage to the horse. If the
groom attempts to clean the horse with his face turned the same way as
the horse, he runs the risk of getting a knock in the face from the
On Horsemanship |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: tunnel, which I have little doubt stretched on beneath the sea,
where, I wonder, should we have slept that night?
When we woke the sun was shining high in the heavens. Evidently
there had been rain towards the dawn, though as we were lying
beneath the shelter of some broad-leaved tree, from it we had
suffered little inconvenience. Oh! how beautiful, after our
sojourn in those unholy caves, were the sun and the sea and the
sweet air and the raindrops hanging on the leaves.
We did not wake of ourselves; indeed if we had been left alone
I am sure that we should have slept the clock round, for we were
terribly exhausted. What woke us was the chatter of a crowd of
When the World Shook |
