| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Philosophy 4 by Owen Wister: You're saving our lives. Ten to-morrow for a grand review of the whole
course."
"And the multiplicity of the ego?" inquired Oscar.
"Oh, I forgot. Well, it's too late tonight. Is it much? Are there
many dates and names and things?"
"It is more of a general inquiry and analysis," replied Oscar. "But it
is forty pages of my notes." And he smiled.
"Well, look here. It would be nice to have to-morrow clear for
review. We're not tired. You leave us your notes and go to bed."
Oscar's hand almost moved to cover and hold his precious property, for
this instinct was the deepest in him. But it did not so move, because
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: conscience respecting a matter of religion."
"I should not have thought, Captain Dalgetty," said the young
nobleman, "that an old soldier, who had changed service so often,
would have been too scrupulous on that head."
"No more I am, my lord," said the Captain, "since I hold it to be
the duty of the chaplain of the regiment to settle those matters
for me, and every other brave cavalier, inasmuch as he does
nothing else that I know of for his pay and allowances. But this
was a particular case, my lord, a CASUS IMPROVISUS, as I may say,
in whilk I had no chaplain of my own persuasion to act as my
adviser. I found, in short, that although my being a Protestant
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: "What are you fellows fooling about here for?" cried the Captain. "Do you
suppose it's any use looking for foot marks after all this tramping! Go,
guard the camp on all sides!"
"I will send four coloured boys," he said to the Englishman and the
Colonial, "to dig the grave. You'd better bury him at once; there's no use
waiting. We start first thing in the morning."
When they were alone, the Englishman uncovered Peter Halket's breast.
There was one small wound just under the left bosom; and one on the crown
of the head; which must have been made after he had fallen down.
"Strange, isn't it, what he can have been doing here?" said the Colonial;
"a small wound, isn't it?"
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