| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Iron Puddler by James J. Davis: whose deep mines and smoking metal shops my muscles took their
form. This heart of mine that beats for liberty and equality I
give--and give to its last beat--to the cause of equal education
for our young. And my soul at last I shall render back unto my
Maker knowing that I have served His cause as He has given me to
see it."
CHAPTER XLIX
CONCLUSION
H. G. Wells has asked all scholars to unite in writing a "Bible
of the New Education." I am no scholar, but if Wells will take
suggestions from an iron puddler, I offer him these random
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Glasses by Henry James: perhaps served her right; but after a while my curiosity as to just
how her noble suitor HAD served her got the better of that emotion,
and I asked a question or two which led my companion again to apply
to him the invidious term I have already quoted. What had happened
was simply that Flora had at the eleventh hour broken down in the
attempt to put him off with an uncandid account of her infirmity
and that his lordship's interest in her had not been proof against
the discovery of the way she had practised on him. Her
dissimulation, he was obliged to perceive, had been infernally
deep. The future in short assumed a new complexion for him when
looked at through the grim glasses of a bride who, as he had said
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from New Arabian Nights by Robert Louis Stevenson: curiosity and perhaps the doubts of an acquaintance.
"I fear there is some mistake," said he. "My name is Thomlinson
and I am a friend of Mr. Raeburn's."
"Indeed?" said Mr. Rolles. "The likeness is amazing."
Mr. Raeburn, who had been upon thorns throughout this colloquy, now
felt it high time to bring it to a period.
"I wish you a pleasant saunter, sir," said he.
And with that he dragged Harry after him into the house, and then
into a chamber on the garden. His first care was to draw down the
blind, for Mr. Rolles still remained where they had left him, in an
attitude of perplexity and thought. Then he emptied the broken
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