| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Riders of the Purple Sage by Zane Grey: fear that the horse would leave the thick, cool grass adjacent to
the spring. Next he satisfied his own hunger, fed Ring and Whitie
and, with them curled beside him, composed himself to await
sleep.
There had been a time when night in the high altitude of these
Utah uplands had been satisfying to Venters. But that was before
the oppression of enemies had made the change in his mind. As a
rider guarding the herd he had never thought of the night's
wildness and loneliness; as an outcast, now when the full silence
set in, and the deep darkness, and trains of radiant stars shone
cold and calm, he lay with an ache in his heart. For a year he
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Ruling Passion by Henry van Dyke: lighthouse arrived.
It was a very good house for that day. The keeper's dwelling had
three rooms and was solidly built. The tower was thirty feet high.
The lantern held a revolving light, with a four-wick Fresnel lamp,
burning sperm oil. There was one of Stevenson's new cages of
dioptric prisms around the flame, and once every minute it was
turned by clockwork, flashing a broad belt of radiance fifteen miles
across the sea. All night long that big bright eye was opening and
shutting. "BAGUETTE!" said Thibault, "it winks like a one-eyed
Windigo."
The Department of Marine and Fisheries sent down an expert from
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: said the Campbell; "always supposing that you are faithful."
"Faithful, that is, to you, and a traitor to Montrose," answered
the Captain.
"Faithful to the cause of religion and good order," answered
Murdoch, "which sanctifies any deception you may employ to serve
it."
"And the Marquis of Argyle--should I incline to enter his
service, is he a kind master?" demanded Dalgetty.
"Never man kinder," quoth Campbell.
"And bountiful to his officers?" pursued the Captain.
"The most open hand in Scotland," replied Murdoch.
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