| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Forged Coupon by Leo Tolstoy: with nothing on but a dirty shirt, came towards
him. "Good-morning, Uncle Mitri," she said;
"you are to come and thrash." "All right, I'll
come," replied Mitri. He understood that he
was expected to return the help given the week
before by Kumushkir, a man as poor as he was
himself, when he was thrashing his own corn with
a horse-driven machine.
"Tell them I'll come--I'll come at lunch time.
I've got to go to Ugrumi " Mitri went back to
the hut, and changing his birch-bark shoes and the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Crisis in Russia by Arthur Ransome: out a labor census of the army, and found that it included
over 50,000 laborers, of whom a considerable number were
skilled. It decided on a general plan of work in
reestablishing industry in the Urals, which suffered severely
during the Kolchak regime and the ebb and flow of the civil
war, and was considering a suggestion of one of its members
that if the scheme worked well the army should be increased
to 300,000 men by way of mobilization.
On January 23rd the Council of Defense of the Republic,
encouraged to proceed further, decided to make use of the
Reserve Army for the improvement of railway transport on
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte: -as certain as I live--they were yours!"
Reader, it was on Monday night--near midnight--that I too had
received the mysterious summons: those were the very words by which
I replied to it. I listened to Mr. Rochester's narrative, but made
no disclosure in return. The coincidence struck me as too awful and
inexplicable to be communicated or discussed. If I told anything,
my tale would be such as must necessarily make a profound impression
on the mind of my hearer: and that mind, yet from its sufferings
too prone to gloom, needed not the deeper shade of the supernatural.
I kept these things then, and pondered them in my heart.
"You cannot now wonder," continued my master, "that when you rose
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