| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from My Bondage and My Freedom by Frederick Douglass: could be examined; that they were going to carry me to St.
Michael's, to have me brought before my master. They further
said, that, in case the evidence against me was not true, I
should be acquitted. I was now firmly tied, and completely at
the mercy of my captors. Resistance was idle. They were five in
number, armed to the very teeth. When they had secured me, they
next turned to John Harris, and, in a few moments, succeeded in
tying him as firmly as they had already tied me. They next
turned toward Henry Harris, who had now returned from the barn.
"Cross your hands," said the constables, to Henry. "I won't"
said Henry, in a voice so firm and clear, and in a manner so
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: crane, bringing to the study where his father sat at work a half-
wound reel that formed some part of his design, and observing,
'Papa, you might finiss windin' this for me; I am so very busy to-
day.'
I put together here a few brief extracts from Fleeming's letters,
none very important in itself, but all together building up a
pleasant picture of the father with his sons.
'JAN. 15TH, 1875. - Frewen contemplates suspending soap bubbles by
silk threads for experimental purposes. I don't think he will
manage that. Bernard' [the youngest] 'volunteered to blow the
bubbles with enthusiasm.'
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Copy-Cat & Other Stories by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman: ful yellow curls. She stood behind a big baby-car-
riage with a pink-lined muslin canopy and con-
taining a nest of pink and white, but an empty nest.
Lily's little brother's carriage had a spring broken,
and she had been to borrow her aunt's baby-carriage,
so that nurse could wheel little brother up and down
the veranda. Nurse had a headache, and the maids
were busy, and Lily, who was a kind little soul and,
moreover, imaginative, and who liked the idea of
pushing an empty baby-carriage, had volunteered
to go for it. All the way she had been dreaming of
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