| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Tramp Abroad by Mark Twain: and we should have heard the intrepid band hurrah when they
made the summit and looked around upon the "magnificent view,"
and seen them throw themselves down in exhausted attitudes
for a rest in that commanding situation.
In Nevada I used to see the children play at silver-mining.
Of course, the great thing was an accident in a mine,
and there were two "star" parts; that of the man
who fell down the mimic shaft, and that of the daring
hero who was lowered into the depths to bring him up.
I knew one small chap who always insisted on playing
BOTH of these parts--and he carried his point.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Fisherman's Luck by Henry van Dyke: than had ever been turned out by that famous artist. He ordered
from Hook and Catchett a lady's angling-outfit of the most enticing
description,--a split-bamboo rod, light as a girl's wish, and strong
as a matron's will; an oxidized silver reel, with a monogram on one
side, and a sapphire set in the handle for good luck; a book of
flies, of all sizes and colours, with the correct names inscribed in
gilt letters on each page. He surrounded his favourite sport with
an aureole of elegance and beauty. And then he took Cornelia in
September to the Upper Dam at Rangeley.
She went reluctant. She arrived disgusted. She stayed incredulous.
She returned-- Wait a bit, and you shall hear how she returned.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence: Mrs. Morel was perfectly at her ease. The pouring out the tea and
attending to the people went on unconsciously, without interrupting
her in her talk. There was a lot of room at the oval table; the china
of dark blue willow-pattern looked pretty on the glossy cloth.
There was a little bowl of small, yellow chrysanthemums.
Clara felt she completed the circle, and it was a pleasure to her.
But she was rather afraid of the self-possession of the Morels,
father and all. She took their tone; there was a feeling of balance.
It was a cool, clear atmosphere, where everyone was himself,
and in harmony. Clara enjoyed it, but there was a fear deep at the
bottom of her.
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