| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Jungle by Upton Sinclair: sacrifice? Perhaps some glimpse of all this was in the thoughts of our
humble-minded Jurgis, as he turned to go on with the rest of the party,
and muttered: "Dieve--but I'm glad I'm not a hog!"
The carcass hog was scooped out of the vat by machinery, and then it
fell to the second floor, passing on the way through a wonderful machine
with numerous scrapers, which adjusted themselves to the size and shape
of the animal, and sent it out at the other end with nearly all of its
bristles removed. It was then again strung up by machinery, and sent
upon another trolley ride; this time passing between two lines of men,
who sat upon a raised platform, each doing a certain single thing to
the carcass as it came to him. One scraped the outside of a leg;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: the air. About seven o'clock Luther Brown, the hired boy at George
Corey's, between Cold Spring Glen and the village, rushed frenziedly
back from his morning trip to Ten-Acre Meadow with the cows. He
was almost convulsed with fright as he stumbled into the kitchen;
and in the yard outside the no less frightened herd were pawing
and lowing pitifully, having followed the boy back in the panic
they shared with him. Between gasps Luther tried to stammer out
his tale to Mrs Corey.
'Up thar in the rud beyont the glen,
Mis' Corey - they's suthin' ben thar! It smells like thunder,
an' all the bushes an' little trees is pushed back from the rud
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Reef by Edith Wharton: "Dear," Owen wrote, "after what you said yesterday I can't
wait another hour, and I'm off to Francheuil, to catch the
Dijon express and travel back with them. Don't be
frightened; I won't speak unless it's safe to. Trust me for
that--but I had to go."
She looked up slowly.
"He's gone to Dijon to meet his grandmother. Oh, I hope I
haven't made a mistake!"
"You? Why, what have you to do with his going to Dijon?"
She hesitated. "The day before yesterday I told him, for
the first time, that I meant to see him through, no matter
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