| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain: with candle-smoke, and near at hand a grease-soiled
bit of ribbon. Mrs. Thatcher recognized the ribbon
and cried over it. She said it was the last relic she
should ever have of her child; and that no other
memorial of her could ever be so precious, because
this one parted latest from the living body before the
awful death came. Some said that now and then, in
the cave, a far-away speck of light would glimmer, and
then a glorious shout would burst forth and a score of
men go trooping down the echoing aisle -- and then a
sickening disappointment always followed; the children
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Astoria by Washington Irving: Linn, and to bring the contents to his post; as he depended, in
some measure, on them for his supplies of goods and ammunition.
They had not been gone a week, when two Indians arrived of the
Pallatapalla tribe, who live upon a river of the same name. These
communicated the unwelcome intelligence that the caches had been
robbed. They said that some of their tribe had, in the course of
the preceding spring, been across the mountains, which separated
them from Snake River, and had traded horses with the Snakes in
exchange for blankets, robes and goods of various descriptions.
These articles the Snakes had procured from caches to which they
were guided by some white men who resided among them, and who
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wife, et al by Anton Chekhov: taken off early in the morning to the hospital, as his arm was
broken. Distressed at this intelligence and remembering the scene
of the previous evening, I went out of doors. It was a grey day.
The sky was covered with storm-clouds and there was a wind
blowing dust, bits of paper, and feathers along the ground. . . .
It felt as though rain were coming. There was a look of boredom
in the servants and in the animals. When I went into the house I
was told not to make such a noise with my feet, as mother was ill
and in bed with a migraine. What was I to do? I went outside the
gate, sat down on the little bench there, and fell to trying to
discover the meaning of what I had seen and heard the day before.
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