| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Poor and Proud by Oliver Optic: saucy, so that people would not permit them to enter their stores
and offices, and the business would thus be brought into
disrepute. Katy determined to employ the best girls she could
find, and to tell them all that they must behave like ladies.
The next morning Ann Grippen appeared with her face and hands
tolerably clean, and wearing a dress which by a liberal
construction could be called decent. She brought a dirty, rusty
old tray, which was the best she could obtain; yet in spite of
all these disadvantages, the little candy merchant looked upon it
as a hopeful case.
"Now, Ann, you must be very civil to everybody you meet," said
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Several Works by Edgar Allan Poe: and glitter and piquancy and phantasm--much of what has been since
seen in "Hernani". There were arabesque figures with
unsuited limbs and appointments. There were delirious fancies such
as the madman fashions. There were much of the beautiful, much of
the wanton, much of the bizarre, something of the terrible, and
not a little of that which might have excited disgust. To and fro
in the seven chambers there stalked, in fact, a multitude of
dreams. And these--the dreams--writhed in and about taking hue
from the rooms, and causing the wild music of the orchestra to seem
as the echo of their steps. And, anon, there strikes the ebony
clock which stands in the hall of the velvet. And then, for a
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: Mersey in very dirty weather, and were hardly out of the river when
we met a gale from the south-west and a heavy sea, both right in
our teeth; and the poor ELBA had a sad shaking. Had I not been
very sea-sick, the sight would have been exciting enough, as I sat
wrapped in my oilskins on the bridge; [but] in spite of all my
efforts to talk, to eat, and to grin, I soon collapsed into
imbecility; and I was heartily thankful towards evening to find
myself in bed.
'Next morning, I fancied it grew quieter and, as I listened, heard,
"Let go the anchor," whereon I concluded we had run into Holyhead
Harbour, as was indeed the case. All that day we lay in Holyhead,
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