| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Danny's Own Story by Don Marquis: But Miss Lucy and Bud, they tells me what all
them night-ridings is fur. It seems this here to-
baccer trust is jest as mean and low-down and un-
principled as all the rest of them trusts. The farm-
ers around there raised considerable tobaccer--
more'n they did of anything else. The trust had
shoved the price so low they couldn't hardly make
a living. So they organized and said they would
all hold their tobaccer fur a fair price. But some of
the farmers wouldn't organize--said they had
a right to do what they pleased with their own to-
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tom Sawyer Abroad by Mark Twain: chance."
Of course the camel-driver wanted to know what
kind of a chance he had missed, because maybe there
was money in it; so he run after the dervish, and
begged him so hard and earnest to take pity on him
that at last the dervish gave in, and says:
"Do you see that hill yonder? Well, in that hill is
all the treasures of the earth, and I was looking around
for a man with a particular good kind heart and a
noble, generous disposition, because if I could find just
that man, I've got a kind of a salve I could put on
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tattine by Ruth Ogden [Mrs. Charles W. Ide]: the old man who was using the lawn mower, "is this little rabbit dead?"
"Yes, miss, shure," taking the little thing gently in his hand.
"Very well," she answered quietly. Tattine used those two little words very
often; they meant that she accepted the situation, if you happen to know what
that means. "Now I think I will not trouble Mamma about it," she said to
herself thoughtfully, so she went to the closet under the stairs, got a little
empty box she knew was there, and, taking it out of doors, she put the little
rabbit in it, and then trudged down to the tool-house for her spade and rake.
"Bunny is dead, Joey," she called to the gardener's little boy as she came
back. "Come help me bury him," and so Joey trotted behind her to the spot
already selected. "We must make this hole good and deep," she explained (Joey
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