| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Philosophy 4 by Owen Wister: hasn't been a fire--Better keep your notes in the bath, Oscar."
In as much haste as could be made with a good appearance, Oscar buckled
his volume in its leather cover, gathered his hat and pencil, and,
bidding his pupils a very good night, sped smoothly out of the room.
III
Oscar Maironi was very poor. His thin gray suit in summer resembled his
thick gray suit in winter. It does not seem that he had more than two;
but he had a black coat and waistcoat, and a narrow-brimmed, shiny hat
to go with these, and one pair of patent-leather shoes that laced, and
whose long soles curved upward at the toe like the rockers of a
summer-hotel chair. These holiday garments served him in all seasons;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from From London to Land's End by Daniel Defoe: to forty miles. They who would make any practicable guess at the
number of sheep usually fed on these Downs may take it from a
calculation made, as I was told, at Dorchester, that there were six
hundred thousand sheep fed within six miles of that town, measuring
every way round and the town in the centre.
As we passed this plain country, we saw a great many old camps, as
well Roman as British, and several remains of the ancient
inhabitants of this kingdom, and of their wars, battles,
entrenchments, encampments, buildings, and other fortifications,
which are indeed very agreeable to a traveller that has read
anything of the history of the country. Old Sarum is as remarkable
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: my only sister, and I want her to be happy. I think you are the man
to make her so, but I want you to avoid one mistake. Fight it out
right now, and never give back the ground you win."
"I feel that," replied Orde quietly.
"Mother made father resign from the army; and while he's a dear old
boy, he's never done anything since. She holds me--although I see
through her--possibly because I'm weak or indifferent, possibly
because I have a silly idea I can make a bad situation better by
hanging around. She is rapidly turning Kendrick into a sullen
little prig, because he believes implicitly all the grievances
against the world and the individual she pours out to him. You see,
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