| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: On the lock are engraved a stag and a doe, the first lying down and the
second standing.
Of its sort and period, it is an extraordinarily well-made and handy
gun, finished with horn at the end of what is now called the tongue, and
with the stock cut away so as to leave a raised cushion against which
the cheek of the shooter rests.
What charge it took I do not know, but I should imagine from 2 1/2 to 3
drachms of powder. It is easy to understand that in the hands of Allan
Quatermain this weapon, obsolete as it is to-day, was capable of great
things within the limits of its range, and that the faith he put in it
at the trial of skill at the Groote Kloof, and afterwards in the fearful
 Marie |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Silas Marner by George Eliot: older than himself, with whom he had long lived in such close
friendship that it was the custom of their Lantern Yard brethren to
call them David and Jonathan. The real name of the friend was
William Dane, and he, too, was regarded as a shining instance of
youthful piety, though somewhat given to over-severity towards
weaker brethren, and to be so dazzled by his own light as to hold
himself wiser than his teachers. But whatever blemishes others
might discern in William, to his friend's mind he was faultless; for
Marner had one of those impressible self-doubting natures which, at
an inexperienced age, admire imperativeness and lean on
contradiction. The expression of trusting simplicity in Marner's
 Silas Marner |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald: Minneapolis, destined to spend the ensuing two years with his
aunt and uncle. There the crude, vulgar air of Western
civilization first catches him in his underwear, so to speak.
A KISS FOR AMORY
His lip curled when he read it.
"I am going to have a bobbing party," it said, "on Thursday,
December the seventeenth, at five o'clock, and I would like it
very much if you could come.
Yours truly,
R.S.V.P. Myra St. Claire.
He had been two months in Minneapolis, and his chief struggle had
 This Side of Paradise |