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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 Salome by Oscar Wilde:

SECOND SOLDAT. C'est une ancienne citerne.

LE CAPPADOCIEN. Une ancienne citerne! cela doit etre tres malsain.

SECOND SOLDAT. Mais non. Par exemple, le frere du tetrarque, son frere aine, le premier mari de la reine Herodias, a ete enferme le- dedans pendant douze annees. Il n'en est pas mort. A la fin il a fallu l'etrangler.

LE CAPPADOCIEN. L'etrangler? Qui a ose faire cela?

SECOND SOLDAT [montrant le bourreau, un grand negre] Celui-le, Naaman.

LE CAPPADOCIEN. Il n'a pas eu peur?

SECOND SOLDAT. Mais non. Le tetrarque lui a envoye la bague.

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Odyssey by Homer:

Ithaca nor seen your wife in your own house?'

"'Mother,' said I, 'I was forced to come here to consult the ghost of the Theban prophet Teiresias. I have never yet been near the Achaean land nor set foot on my native country, and I have had nothing but one long series of misfortunes from the very first day that I set out with Agamemnon for Ilius, the land of noble steeds, to fight the Trojans. But tell me, and tell me true, in what way did you die? Did you have a long illness, or did heaven vouchsafe you a gentle easy passage to eternity? Tell me also about my father, and the son whom I left behind me, is my property still in their hands, or has some one else got hold


The Odyssey
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Margret Howth: A Story of To-day by Rebecca Harding Davis:

Well, well, he was mistaken. Poor Margret! Better as it was. They were nothing to each other. She had put him from her, and he had suffered himself to be put away. Why, he would have given up every prospect of life, if he had done otherwise! Yet he wondered bitterly if she had thought him selfish,--if she thought it was money he cared for, as the others did. It mattered nothing what they thought, but it wounded him intolerably that she should wrong him. Yet, with all this, whenever he looked forward to death, it was with the certainty that he should find her there beyond. There would be no secrets then; she would know then how he had loved her always. Loved her? Yes; he need not


Margret Howth: A Story of To-day