| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Little Rivers by Henry van Dyke: gentle. I met the Deacon and the Deaconess at the top, they having
walked up from Landro. And so we crossed the boundary line
together again, seven thousand feet above the sea, from Italy into
Austria. There was no custom-house.
The way down, by the Cat's Ladder, I travelled alone. The path was
very steep and little worn, but even on the mountain-side there was
no danger of losing it, for it had been blazed here and there, on
trees and stones, with a dash of blue paint. This is the work of
the invaluable DOAV--which is, being interpreted, the German-
Austrian Alpine Club. The more one travels in the mountains, the
more one learns to venerate this beneficent society, for the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Second Home by Honore de Balzac: came, like the two hard-working women who, on the morrow, might lack
bread; he seemed alive to all the joys of youth, his smile was quite
affectionate and childlike.
When, at five o'clock, this happy meal was ended with a few glasses of
champagne, Roger was the first to propose that they should join the
village ball under the chestnuts, where he and Caroline danced
together. Their hands met with sympathetic pressure, their hearts beat
with the same hopes; and under the blue sky and the slanting, rosy
beams of sunset, their eyes sparkled with fires which, to them, made
the glory of the heavens pale. How strange is the power of an idea, of
a desire! To these two nothing seemed impossible. In such magic
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Yates Pride by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman: Through this fence pricked the evergreen box, and the deep yard
was full of soft pastel tints of reluctantly budding trees and
bushes. There was one deep splash of color from a yellow bush in
full bloom.
Eudora paced down the sidewalk with a magnificent, stately gait.
There was something rather magnificent in her whole appearance.
Her skirts of old, but rich, black fabric swept about her long,
advancing limbs; she held her black-bonneted head high, as if
crowned. She pushed the cumbersome baby-carriage with no
apparent effort. An ancient India shawl was draped about her
sloping shoulders.
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