| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: of Wertz's rifle, and took more than his share of the part-sack of
beans. Also he appropriated the bearskin, and caused grumbling
among the tribesmen. And finally, he tried to kill Sigmund's dog,
which the girl had given him, but the dog ran away, while he fell
into the shaft and dislocated his shoulder on the bucket. When
the camp was well looted they went back to their own lodges, and
there was a great rejoicing among the women. Further, a band of
moose strayed over the south divide and fell before the hunters,
so the witch doctor attained yet greater honor, and the people
whispered among themselves that he spoke in council with the gods.
But later, when all were gone, the shepherd dog crept back to the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: that a liberty had been taken with him) "overmuch credit with the
men. Mr. Oxenham's credit with fair ladies, none can doubt.
Friend Leigh, is Heard's great ship home yet from the Straits?"
The speaker, known well in those days as Sir Richard Grenville,
Granville, Greenvil, Greenfield, with two or three other
variations, was one of those truly heroical personages whom
Providence, fitting always the men to their age and their work, had
sent upon the earth whereof it takes right good care, not in
England only, but in Spain and Italy, in Germany and the
Netherlands, and wherever, in short, great men and great deeds were
needed to lift the mediaeval world into the modern.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The New Machiavelli by H. G. Wells: their coats off. I took mine off before I was your age by nigh a
year."
We were at cross purposes from the outset, because I did not think
men lived to make money; and I was obtuse to the hints he was
throwing out at the possibilities of his own potbank, not willfully
obtuse, but just failing to penetrate his meaning. Whatever City
Merchants had or had not done for me, Flack, Topham and old Gates
had certainly barred my mistaking the profitable production and sale
of lavatory basins and bathroom fittings for the highest good. It
was only upon reflection that it dawned upon me that the splendid
chance for a young fellow with my uncle, "me, having no son of my
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