| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: an' we haven't one among us. An', Buell, if Leslie falls in with Bent, it's
goin' to git hot fer us round here."
This silenced Buell, but did not stop his restless pacings. His face was
like a thunder-cloud, and he was plainly worried and harassed. Once Bud
deliberately asked what be intended to do with me, and Buell snarled a
reply which no one understood. His gloom extended to the others, except
Herky, who whistled and sang as he busied himself about the campfire.
Greaser appeared to be particularly cast down.
"Buell, what are you going to do with me?" I demanded. But he made no
answer.
"Well, anyway," I went on, "somebody cut these ropes. I'm mighty sore and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from God The Invisible King by H. G. Wells: its own purpose and set up its own goal; and the most elementary
sense of order will teach us that this choice must be social, not
merely individual. In whatever measure ill-controlled individuals
may yield to personal impulses or attractions, the aim of the race
must be a collective aim. I do not mean an austere demand of self-
sacrifice from the individual, but an adjustment--as genial and
generous as possible--of individual variations for common good.
Otherwise life becomes discordant and futile, and the pain and waste
react on each individual. So we raise again, in the twentieth
century, the old question of 'the greatest good,' which men
discussed in the Stoa Poikile and the suburban groves of Athens, in
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Soul of a Bishop by H. G. Wells: Indeed I would. It would be depending very largely on what ye
called 'public.' But--"
He explained something about an engagement in Birmingham that
night, a train to catch. Reluctantly but relentlessly he
abandoned the proffered ear. But he promised that the next time
they met in the club he would go into the matter "exhausteevely."
The door closed upon him. The bishop was alone. He was flooded
with the light of the world that is beyond this world. The things
about him became very small and indistinct.
He would take himself into a quiet corner in the library of
this doll's house, and sit his little body down in one of the
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