| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Village Rector by Honore de Balzac: it becomes commercial, and is turned over. Thus, besides the evil of
parcelling the land, involving that of the diminution of horses,
cattle, and sheep, the section of the Code on inheritance costs us six
hundred millions of interest, lost by the hoarding of the money of the
peasantry and bourgeoisie, and twelve hundred millions, at least, of
products; or, including the loss from non-circulation, three thousand
millions in half a century!"
"The moral effect is worse than the material effect," cried the
rector. "We are making beggar-proprietors among the people and half-
taught communities of the lesser bourgeoisie; and the fatal maxim
'Each for himself,' which had its effect upon the upper classes in
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tarzan the Untamed by Edgar Rice Burroughs: gulch. "There is a hungry lion in there. If you can reach
that tree before he discovers you, you will have several days
longer in which to enjoy life and then -- when you are too weak
to cling longer to the branches of the tree Numa, the man-
eater, will feed again for the last time." He pushed Schneider
from his foothold to the ground below. "Now run," he said.
The German trembling in terror started for the tree. He
had almost reached it when a horrid roar broke from the
mouth of the cave and almost simultaneously a gaunt, hunger-
mad lion leaped into the daylight of the gulch. Schneider
had but a few yards to cover; but the lion flew over the ground
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Flower Fables by Louisa May Alcott: the leafless trees were gay with living flowers, and their sweet
voices filled the gardens with music. Like his subjects, the King
looked on the lovely Elves, and no longer wondered that little Violet
wept and longed for her home. Darker and more desolate seemed his
stately home, and when the Fairies asked for flowers, he felt ashamed
that he had none to give them.
At length a warm wind swept through the gardens, and the mist-clouds
passed away, while in silent wonder looked the Frost-King and
the Elves upon the scene before them.
Far as eye could reach were tall green trees whose drooping boughs
made graceful arches, through which the golden light shone softly,
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