| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: tugged, and knotted the lasso; more by luck than through sense I had
accomplished something in the nature of the diamond-hitch.
I headed Hal up the gentle forest slope, and began the day's journey
wherever chance might lead me. As confidence came, my enjoyment increased.
I began to believe I could take care of myself. I reasoned out that, as the
peaks were snow-capped, I should find water, and very likely game, up
higher. Moreover, I might climb a foothill or bluff from which I could get
my bearings.
It seemed to me that I passed more pine-trees than I could have imagined
there were in the whole world. Miles and miles of pines! And in every mile
they grew larger and ruggeder and farther apart, and so high that I could
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin by Benjamin Franklin: by most of the old clergy, who arraign'd him of heterodoxy before
the synod, in order to have him silenc'd. I became his zealous partisan,
and contributed all I could to raise a party in his favour, and we
combated for him a while with some hopes of success. There was much
scribbling pro and con upon the occasion; and finding that, tho'
an elegant preacher, he was but a poor writer, I lent him my pen
and wrote for him two or three pamphlets, and one piece in the Gazette
of April, 1735. Those pamphlets, as is generally the case with
controversial writings, tho' eagerly read at the time, were soon
out of vogue, and I question whether a single copy of them now exists.
During the contest an unlucky occurrence hurt his cause exceedingly.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Amazing Interlude by Mary Roberts Rinehart: supplies for our brave little soldiers."
Sara Lee looked extremely small and young. The Belgian sat down on a
chair and surveyed her carefully.
"You English are doing a - a fine work for us," he observed. "We are
grateful. But of course the" - he hesitated -" the pulling up of an
entire people - it is colossal."
"But I am not English," said Sara Lee. "And I have a little money. I
want to make soup for your wounded men at a railway station or - any
place. I can make good soup. And I shall have money each month to buy
what I need."
Only then was Sara Lee admitted to the crowded little room.
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