| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: that was the name which Alick ordered him to use, 'if you don't like
going to the galley, I'll go for you. You ain't used to this kind of
thing, you ain't. But I'm a sailor; and I can understand the
feelings of any fellow, I can.' Again, he was hard up, and casting
about for some tobacco, for he was not so liberally used in this
respect as others perhaps less worthy, when Alick offered him the
half of one of his fifteen sticks. I think, for my part, he might
have increased the offer to a whole one, or perhaps a pair of them,
and not lived to regret his liberality. But the Devonian refused.
'No,' he said, 'you're a stowaway like me; I won't take it from you,
I'll take it from some one who's not down on his luck.'
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Just Folks by Edgar A. Guest: The homes that are happy are many,
And numberless fathers are true;
And this is the standard, if any,
By which we must judge what men do.
Wherever loved ones are awaiting
The toiler to kiss and caress,
Though in Bradstreet's he hasn't a rating,
He still is a splendid success.
If the dear ones who gather about him
And know what he's striving to do
Have never a reason to doubt him,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Under the Red Robe by Stanley Weyman: her coming back along the passage, and she entered bearing a tray
with wine and meat and bread. She set it down on the table, and
with the same wan face, trembling always on the verge of tears,
she began to lay out the things. The glasses clinked fitfully
against the plates as she handled them; the knives jarred with
one another. And I stood by, trembling myself; and endured this
strange kind of penance.
She signed to me at last to sit down; and she went herself, and
stood in the garden doorway with her back to me. I obeyed. I
sat down. But though I had eaten nothing since the afternoon of
the day before, I could not swallow. I fumbled with my knife,
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