| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Democracy In America, Volume 1 by Alexis de Toqueville: from the manners and customs of the inhabitants; and it is to
this circumstance that the adoption and the maintenance of the
Federal system are mainly attributable.
The most important occurrence which can mark the annals of a
people is the breaking out of a war. In war a people struggles
with the energy of a single man against foreign nations in the
defence of its very existence. The skill of a government, the
good sense of the community, and the natural fondness which men
entertain for their country, may suffice to maintain peace in the
interior of a district, and to favor its internal prosperity; but
a nation can only carry on a great war at the cost of more
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Dorothy and the Wizard in Oz by L. Frank Baum: seven, then this is not the piglet that was lost, but another one."
"Hush, Eureka!" warned the Wizard.
"Don't be foolish," advised the Tin Woodman, "or you may be sorry for it."
"The piglet that belonged to the Princess wore an emerald collar,"
said Eureka, loudly enough for all to hear.
"So it did!" exclaimed Ozma. "This cannot be the one the Wizard gave me."
"Of course not; he had nine of them, altogether," declared Eureka;
"and I must say it was very stingy of him not to let me eat just a
few. But now that this foolish trial is ended, I will tell you what
really became of your pet piglet."
At this everyone in the Throne Room suddenly became quiet, and the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from 1492 by Mary Johntson: wait for breakfast. But Caonabo with twenty young men
came to us. He said something, and my arms were caught
from behind and held. He faced Beltran seated against a
pine. ``Aiya!'' he said. His voice was deep and harsh, and
be made a gesture of repugnance. There was a powerfully
made Indian beside him, and I saw the last gleam of the
sun strike the long, sharp, stone knife. ``Kill!'' said the
cacique.
A dozen flung themselves upon Beltran, but there was no
need, for he sat quite still with a steady face. He had time
to cry to Juan Lepe, who cried to him, ``That's what I say!
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