| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lin McLean by Owen Wister: yu'd rather not."
"Ah, they can smoke without me," said Billy, with sudden acrimony. "I'll
see 'em to-morro'."
"That's you!" cried Mr. McLean. "Now, Bill, you hustle down and tell them
to keep a table for us. I'll get my clothes on and follow yu'."
The boy went, and Mr. McLean procured hot water and dressed himself,
tying his scarf with great care. "Wished I'd a clean shirt," said he.
"But I don't look very bad. Shavin' yesterday afternoon was a good move."
He picked up the arrow-head and the kinni-kinnic, and was particular to
store them in his safest pocket. "I ain't sure whether you're crazy or
not," said he to the man in the looking-glass. "I ain't never been sure."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard: last words to me.
What was the history of this son, or of Fonseca himself, I never
learned, for like an Indian he hid his trail as step by step he
wandered down the path of life. He never spoke of his past, and in
all the books and documents that he left behind him there is no
allusion to it. Once, some years ago, I read through the cipher
volumes of records that I have spoken of, and of which he gave me
the key before he died. They stand before me on the shelf as I
write, and in them are many histories of shame, sorrow, and evil,
of faith deluded and innocence betrayed, of the cruelty of priests,
of avarice triumphant over love, and of love triumphant over death--
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Barlaam and Ioasaph by St. John of Damascus: rule," and heedful of the danger hanging over that servant who,
having received of his lord the talent, buried it in the earth,
and hid out of use that which was given him to trade withal, will
in no wise pass over in silence the edifying story that hath come
to me, the which devout men from the inner land Of the
Ethiopians, whom our tale calleth Indians, delivered unto me,
translated from trustworthy records. It readeth thus.
I.
The country of the Indians, as it is called, is vast and
populous, lying far beyond Egypt. On the side of Egypt it is
washed by seas and navigable gulphs, but on the mainland it
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