| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Records of a Family of Engineers by Robert Louis Stevenson: perplexity, by their hampering and incommoding the boat which
carried the smiths and their apparatus.
[Saturday, 3rd Oct.]
The wind being west to-day, the weather was very
favourable for operations at the rock, and during the morning
and evening tides, with the aid of torchlight, the masons had
seven hours' work upon the site of the building. The smiths
and joiners, who landed at half-past six a.m., did not leave
the rock till a quarter-past eleven p.m., having been at work,
with little intermission, for sixteen hours and three-
quarters. When the water left the rock, they were employed at
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: which they are driven, after a little milling around, the whole
bunch may gentle almost immediately, or, on the other hand, it
may break through and go crashing away on a wild stampede at a
moment's notice. Every experienced cowman knows enough to expect
the unexpected.
At Bronco Mesa the round-up had proceeded with unusual facility.
Scores of wiry, long-legged steers had drifted down the ridges or
gulches that led to the canon; and many a cow, followed by its
calf, had stumbled forward to the herd and apparently accepted
the inevitable. But before Helen Messiter had well started out of
the canyon's mouth the situation changed absolutely.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Summer by Edith Wharton: the tinkle of a bicycle-bell a long way down the
road....
She was always glad when she got to the little house
before Harney. She liked to have time to take in every
detail of its secret sweetness--the shadows of the
apple-trees swaying on the grass, the old walnuts
rounding their domes below the road, the meadows
sloping westward in the afternoon light--before his
first kiss blotted it all out. Everything unrelated to
the hours spent in that tranquil place was as faint as
the remembrance of a dream. The only reality was the
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