| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Boys' Life of Abraham Lincoln by Helen Nicolay: likely the visitors who saw him during those days thought that he
hardly realized the plight of the city; yet an inmate of the
White House, passing through the President's office when the
day's work was done and he imagined himself alone, saw him pause
in his absorbed walk up and down the floor, and gaze long out of
the window in the direction from which the troops were expected
to appear. Then, unconscious of any hearer, and as if the words
were wrung from him by anguish, he exclaimed, "Why don't they
come, why don't they come
The New York Seventh Regiment was the first to "come." By a
roundabout route it reached Washington on the morning of April
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Lock and Key Library by Julian Hawthorne, Ed.: rule them, or charm them--I use and despise them. They know that,
and yet serve me! Between you and me, my philosopher, there is but
one thing worth living for--life for oneself."
Is it age, is it youth, that thus shocks all my sense, in my solemn
completeness of man? Perhaps, in great capitals, young men of
pleasure will answer, "It is youth; and we think what he says!"
Young friends, I do not believe you.
II
Along the grass track I saw now, under the moon, just risen, a
strange procession--never seen before in Australian pastures. It
moved on, noiselessly but quickly. We descended the hillock, and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Son of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: A white man, hiding in a thorn boma, half rose as the young girl leaped
into the clearing and dashed toward the kid. He saw Numa hesitate.
He raised his rifle and covered the beast's breast. The girl reached
the kid's side. Her knife flashed, and the little prisoner was free.
With a parting bleat it dashed off into the jungle. Then the girl
turned to retreat toward the safety of the tree from which she had
dropped so suddenly and unexpectedly into the surprised view of the lion,
the kid and the man.
As she turned the girl's face was turned toward the hunter.
His eyes went wide as he saw her features. He gave a little gasp
of surprise; but now the lion demanded all his attention--the
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