| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Padre Ignacio by Owen Wister: out of the window for a sight of the barkentine; but it was gone.
The season of the wine-making passed, and the preserving of all the
fruits that the mission fields grew. Lotions and medicines was distilled
from garden herbs. Perfume was manufactured from the petals of flowers
and certain spices, and presents of it despatched to San Fernando and
Ventura, and to friends at other places; for the Padre had a special
recepit. As the time ran on, two or three visitors passed a night with
him; and presently there was a word at various missions that Padre
Ignacio had begun to show his years. At Santa Ysabel del Mar they
whispered, "The Padre is not well." Yet he rode a great deal over the
hills by himself, and down the canyon very often, stopping where he had
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from On Revenues by Xenophon: various disabilities on the resident aliens.[4] And I would further
relieve them from the obligation of serving as hoplites side by side
with the citizen proper; since, beside the personal risk, which is
great, the trouble of quitting trades and homesteads is no trifle.[5]
Incidentally the state itself would benefit by this exemption, if the
citizens were more in the habit of campaigning with one another,
rather than[6] shoulder to shoulder with Lydians, Phrygians, Syrians,
and barbarians from all quarters of the world, who form the staple of
our resident alien class. Besides the advantage [of so weeding the
ranks],[7] it would add a positive lustre to our city, were it
admitted that the men of Athens, her sons, have reliance on themselves
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: "If you stir, Mr. Cary, you have to do with Richard Grenville!"
thunders the lion voice. "I am angry enough with you for having
brought on this duel at all. Don't provoke me still further, young
hot-head!"
Cary stops sulkily.
"You do not know all, Sir Richard, or you would not speak in this
way."
"I do, sir, all; and I shall have the honor of talking it over with
Don Guzman myself."
"Hey!" said the Spaniard. "You came here as my second, Sir
Richard, as I understood, but not as my counsellor."
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