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Today's Stichomancy for Mariah Carey

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Elizabeth and her German Garden by Marie Annette Beauchamp:

and has told me she would rather sleep with fifty ghosts than with one Minora.

Since Miss Jones was so unexpectedly called away to her parent's bedside I have seen a good deal of the babies; and it is so nice without a governess that I would put off engaging another for a year or two, if it were not that I should in so doing come within the reach of the arm of the <185> law, which is what every German spends his life in trying to avoid. The April baby will be six next month, and, after her sixth birthday is passed, we are liable at any moment to receive a visit from a school inspector, who will inquire curiously into the state


Elizabeth and her German Garden
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The King of the Golden River by John Ruskin:

looked at him, and when he saw that he was pale and weary, he gave him the water. "Only pray don't drink it all," said Gluck. But the old man drank a great deal and gave him back the bottle two thirds empty. Then he bade him good speed, and Gluck went on again merrily. And the path became easier to his feet, and two or three blades of grass appeared upon it, and some grasshoppers began singing on the bank beside it, and Gluck thought he had never heard such merry singing.

Then he went on for another hour, and the thirst increased on him so that he thought he should be forced to drink. But as he raised the flask he saw a little child lying panting by the

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from To-morrow by Joseph Conrad:

lost son," said Bessie, in a low, apologetic tone.

"Well, I am his son."

"Harry!" she cried--and was profoundly si- lent.

"Know my name? Friends with the old man, eh?"

"He's our landlord," Bessie faltered out, catch- ing hold of the iron railing.

"Owns both them rabbit-hutches, does he?" commented young Hagberd, scornfully; "just the thing he would be proud of. Can you tell me who's


To-morrow