| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tanglewood Tales by Nathaniel Hawthorne: have something to do on the other side, as well as yourself."
"Good mother," replied Jason, "your business can hardly be so
important as the pulling down a king from his throne. Besides,
as you may see for yourself, the river is very boisterous; and
if I should chance to stumble, it would sweep both of us away
more easily than it has carried off yonder uprooted tree. I
would gladly help you if I could; but I doubt whether I am
strong enough to carry you across."
"Then," said she, very scornfully, "neither are you strong
enough to pull King Pelias off his throne. And, Jason, unless
you will help an old woman at her need, you ought not to be a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: straightest, lowest and dryest path from one range to another, and the Indians
followed these first pathfinders.
Joe and Wetzel made camp on the bank of a stream that night, and as the lad
watched the hunter build a hidden camp-fire, he peered furtively around half
expecting to see dark forms scurrying through the forest. Wetzel was extremely
cautious. He stripped pieces of bark from fallen trees and built a little hut
over his firewood. He rubbed some powder on a piece of punk, and then with
flint and steel dropped two or three sparks on the inflammable substance. Soon
he had a blaze. He arranged the covering so that not a ray of light escaped.
When the flames had subsided, and the wood had burned down to a glowing bed of
red, he threw aside the bark, and broiled the strips of venison they had
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte: thing, they say, almost like a child. I never saw her myself; but
I've heard Leah, the house-maid, tell of her. Leah liked her well
enough. Mr. Rochester was about forty, and this governess not
twenty; and you see, when gentlemen of his age fall in love with
girls, they are often like as if they were bewitched. Well, he
would marry her."
"You shall tell me this part of the story another time," I said;
"but now I have a particular reason for wishing to hear all about
the fire. Was it suspected that this lunatic, Mrs. Rochester, had
any hand in it?"
"You've hit it, ma'am: it's quite certain that it was her, and
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