| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lesser Hippias by Plato: difficulty, but he wonders at Hippias, and he becomes sensible of the
gravity of the situation, when ordinary men like himself can no longer go
to the wise and be taught by them.
It may be remarked as bearing on the genuineness of this dialogue: (1)
that the manners of the speakers are less subtle and refined than in the
other dialogues of Plato; (2) that the sophistry of Socrates is more
palpable and unblushing, and also more unmeaning; (3) that many turns of
thought and style are found in it which appear also in the other
dialogues:--whether resemblances of this kind tell in favour of or against
the genuineness of an ancient writing, is an important question which will
have to be answered differently in different cases. For that a writer may
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: they scooped it out again. The excavation thus took on the shape of
a funnel. Her cheeks glowed pink, her eyes shone like stars.
Entirely was she absorbed in the task. At last a tiny commotion
manifested itself in the bottom of the funnel. Impulsively she laid
her hand on Orde's, to stop them. Fascinated, they watched. After
incredible though lilliputian upheavals, at length appeared a tiny
black insect, struggling against the rolling, overwhelming sands.
With great care the girl scooped this newcomer out and set him on
the level ground. She looked up happily at Orde, thrusting the
loose hair from in front of her eyes.
"I was convinced we ought to dig a hole," said she gravely. "Now,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Emma McChesney & Co. by Edna Ferber: hour."
Gladys Orton-Wells looked down at her hands for one terrified
moment, then she threw her head up bravely. There was no lack of
color in her cheeks now. She stepped to the middle of the room.
"What I have to say won't take five minutes," she said, in her
clear, well-bred tones.
"You all dress so smartly, and I'm such a dowd, I just want to
ask you whether you think I ought to get blue, or that new shade
of gray for a traveling-suit."
And the shop, hardened to the eccentricities of noonday speakers,
made composed and ready answer:
Emma McChesney & Co. |
