| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Collected Articles by Frederick Douglass: was the property of Doctor Allender, and Tolly Allender, the son
of the doctor, had once made an effort to recapture MR. DIXON,
but had failed for want of evidence to support his claim.
Jake told me the circumstances of this attempt, and how narrowly
he escaped being sent back to slavery and torture. He told me that New York
was then full of Southerners returning from the Northern watering-places;
that the colored people of New York were not to be trusted; that there were
hired men of my own color who would betray me for a few dollars;
that there were hired men ever on the lookout for fugitives;
that I must trust no man with my secret; that I must not think
of going either upon the wharves or into any colored boarding-house,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Country of the Pointed Firs by Sarah Orne Jewett: the company. We were some little distance from shore, but we could
hear a chuckle of laughter, and Asa, a person who was too ready
with his criticism and advice on every possible subject, turned and
walked indignantly away.
When we caught the wind we were soon on our seaward course,
and only stopped to underrun a trawl, for the floats of which Mrs.
Todd looked earnestly, explaining that her mother might not be
prepared for three extra to dinner; it was her brother's trawl, and
she meant to just run her eye along for the right sort of a little
haddock. I leaned over the boat's side with great interest and
excitement, while she skillfully handled the long line of hooks,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: Ponderevo!" and he made an abrupt end to his discourse. He
wouldn't even reply to my tentatives for a time.
"While I was talking just now," he remarked presently,
"I had a quite different idea."
"What?"
"For a masterpiece. A series. Like the busts of the Caesars.
Only not heads, you know. We don't see the people who do things
to us nowadays..."
"How will you do it, then?"
"Hands--a series of hands! The hands of the Twentieth Century.
I'll do it. Some day some one will discover it--go there--see
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