| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Chronicles of the Canongate by Walter Scott: Some thrust out their snuff-mulls for the parting pinch, others
tendered the DOCH-AN-DORRACH, or parting cup. All cried, "Good-
luck travel out with you and come home with you. Give you luck
in the Saxon market--brave notes in the LEABHAR-DHU," (black
pocket-book), "and plenty of English gold in the SPORRAN" (pouch
of goat-skin).
The bonny lasses made their adieus more modestly, and more than
one, it was said, would have given her best brooch to be certain
that it was upon her that his eye last rested as he turned
towards the road.
Robin Oig had just given the preliminary "HOO-HOO!" to urge
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: "Wal, wal!" he ejaculated, "your own mother wouldn't own you now!" Then he
laughed heartily and chuckled to himself, and gave the cub a couple of
jerks that took the mischief out of him. I dragged myself after Hiram into
the glade. The cabin was large and very old, and part of the roof was
sunken in.
"We'll hang up here an' camp," said Hiram. "This is an old hunters' cabin,
an' kinder out of the way. We'll hitch this little fighter inside, where
mebbe he won't be so noisy."
The hunter hauled the cub up short, and half pulled, half lifted him into
the door. I took off my rifle, emptied my pockets of brush and beat out the
dust, and combed the pine-needles from my hair. My hands were puffed and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Life on the Mississippi by Mark Twain: by a long, ruffled trail that shone like silver; and high above the forest
wall a clean-stemmed dead tree waved a single leafy bough that glowed
like a flame in the unobstructed splendor that was flowing from the sun.
There were graceful curves, reflected images, woody heights, soft distances;
and over the whole scene, far and near, the dissolving lights drifted
steadily, enriching it, every passing moment, with new marvels of coloring.
I stood like one bewitched. I drank it in, in a speechless rapture.
The world was new to me, and I had never seen anything like this at home.
But as I have said, a day came when I began to cease from noting the glories
and the charms which the moon and the sun and the twilight wrought upon
the river's face; another day came when I ceased altogether to note them.
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