| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Island Nights' Entertainments by Robert Louis Stevenson: them in vain. He thought, too, of the concertina, and shame took
hold upon him; and of the dead men's bones, and fear shook him.
Of a sudden he was aware of something dark against the stars that
tossed, and a light below, and a brightness of the cloven sea; and
he heard speech of men. He cried out aloud and a voice answered;
and in a twinkling the bows of a ship hung above him on a wave like
a thing balanced, and swooped down. He caught with his two hands
in the chains of her, and the next moment was buried in the rushing
seas, and the next hauled on board by seamen.
They gave him gin and biscuit and dry clothes, and asked him how he
came where they found him, and whether the light which they had
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lin McLean by Owen Wister: in her hand as the boy of eight watches the string of a Christmas parcel
he wishes his father would cut instead of so carefully untie. "Open it,"
he urged again. "Keeping me waiting this way!"
"What in the world does all this mean?" cried Jessamine, stopping short
at the first sentence.
"Read," said Lin.
"You've done this!" she exclaimed.
"Read, read!"
So she read, with big eyes. It was an official letter of the railroad,
written by the division superintendent at Edgeford. It hoped Miss Buckner
might feel like taking the position of agent at Separ. If she was willing
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Silas Marner by George Eliot: prayer-book afore you get back to 'em--my advice is, as you keep
up your sperrits; for as for thinking you're a deep un, and ha' got
more inside you nor 'ull bear daylight, I'm not o' that opinion at
all, and so I tell the neighbours. For, says I, you talk o' Master
Marner making out a tale--why, it's nonsense, that is: it 'ud take
a 'cute man to make a tale like that; and, says I, he looked as
scared as a rabbit."
During this discursive address Silas had continued motionless in his
previous attitude, leaning his elbows on his knees, and pressing his
hands against his head. Mr. Macey, not doubting that he had been
listened to, paused, in the expectation of some appreciatory reply,
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