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Today's Stichomancy for Kelsey Grammer

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Burning Daylight by Jack London:

It's root hog or die for you or them. I'm too strong to smash. You could only embarrass me and get yourself tangled up. Your way out is to let the small fry go, and I'll lend you a hand to do it."

And it was Daylight, also, in this time of financial anarchy, who sized up Simon Dolliver's affairs and lent the hand that sent that rival down in utter failure. The Golden Gate National was the keystone of Dolliver's strength, and to the president of that institution Daylight said:--

"Here I've been lending you a hand, and you now in the last ditch, with Dolliver riding on you and me all the time. It don't

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Rig Veda:

like oblation in the kindled fire. We invocate for help Indra untouched by eld, who maketh all decay, strengthened, for ever young.

2 Without whom naught exists, Indra the Lofty One; in whom alone all powers heroic are combined. The Soma is within him, in his frame vast strength, the thunder in his hand and wisdom in his head.


The Rig Veda
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Gentle Grafter by O. Henry:

Stubblefield--a name impossible to improve upon. I repair noisily to the office of some loan company conveniently located in the third- floor, front. There I lay my hat and yarn gloves on the floor and ask to mortgage my farm for $2,000 to pay for my sister's musical education in Europe. Loans like that always suit the loan companies. It's ten to one that when the note falls due the foreclosure will be leading the semiquavers by a couple of lengths.

"Well, sir, I reach in my pocket for the abstract of title; but I suddenly hear my team running away. I run to the window and emit the word--or exclamation, which-ever it may be--viz, 'Whoa!' Then I rush down-stairs and down the street, returning in a few minutes. 'Dang