| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Life on the Mississippi by Mark Twain: if you ever want any or all of it let me know, & it is yours.
i wish you would let me send you some now. I send you with this
a receipt for a year of Littles Living Age, i didn't know
what you would like & i told Mr. Brown & he said he thought you
would like it--i wish i was nere you so i could send you chuck
(REFRESHMENTS) on holidays; it would spoil this weather
from here, but i will send you a box next thanksgiving any way--
next week Mr. Brown takes me into his store as lite
porter & will advance me as soon as i know a little more--
he keeps a big granary store, wholesale--i forgot to tell
you of my mission school, sunday school class--the school
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Beast in the Jungle by Henry James: lacerate her to have to give up before the accomplishment of the
vision. These reflexions, as I say, quickened his generosity; yet,
make them as he might, he saw himself, with the lapse of the
period, more and more disconcerted. It lapsed for him with a
strange steady sweep, and the oddest oddity was that it gave him,
independently of the threat of much inconvenience, almost the only
positive surprise his career, if career it could be called, had yet
offered him. She kept the house as she had never done; he had to
go to her to see her--she could meet him nowhere now, though there
was scarce a corner of their loved old London in which she hadn't
in the past, at one time or another, done so; and he found her
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Adventure by Jack London: mummy-like face was unmistakably Chinese. How it had come there
was the mystery. It was a woman's head, and he had never heard of
a Chinese woman in the history of the Solomons. From the ears hung
two-inch-long ear-rings, and at Sheldon's direction the Binu man
rubbed away the accretions of smoke and dirt, and from under his
fingers appeared the polished green of jade, the sheen of pearl,
and the warm red of Oriental gold. The other head, equally
ancient, was a white man's, as the heavy blond moustache, twisted
and askew on the shrivelled upper lip, gave sufficient
advertisement; and Sheldon wondered what forgotten beche-de-mer
fisherman or sandalwood trader had gone to furnish that ghastly
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