|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Vision Splendid by William MacLeod Raine:
"But the _Advocate_ has been out after his scalp for years."
"Well, we're not after it any more. Of course, we're against him
on the surface still."
Jeff did some rapid thinking. "Then the program will be for us to
nominate a weak ticket and elect Big Tim's by default. Is that
"That's about it. The big fellows have to make sure of a Mayor who
will be all right about the Gas and Electric franchise. So we're
going to have four more years of Big Tim."
"Will Brownell stand for it?"
Brownell was the principal owner of the _Advocate._
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from First Inaugural Address by Abraham Lincoln:
a majority refuses to be controlled by such minority.
For instance, why may not any portion of a new
confederacy a year or two hence arbitrarily secede again,
precisely as portions of the present Union now claim to secede from it?
All who cherish disunion sentiments are now being educated to the
exact temper of doing this.
Is there such perfect identity of interests among the States
to compose a new Union, as to produce harmony only,
and prevent renewed secession?
Plainly, the central idea of secession is the essence of anarchy.
A majority held in restraint by constitutional checks and limitations,
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tattine by Ruth Ogden [Mrs. Charles W. Ide]:
kis Sunday-best, Patrick that very minute was waiting at his door to receive
Full two miles lay ahead of the children, and though Barney fortunately seemed
to be in the mood for doing his best, Patrick would still have a full
half-hour to wait. At last the donkey-cart drew up at the Kirks' door and two
happy old people welcomed three happy little people into their comfortable
little home. It would take another book, the size of this one, to tell you all
the doings of that August day. First they went into the house and laid their
wraps on the white coverlid of the great high feather-bed in the little spare
room, and then Mrs. Kirk sat them down to three little blue bowls of
bread-and-milk, remarking, "shure you must be after being hungry from your