| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Enemies of Books by William Blades: pen-knives the illuminated initials and vignettes, which they would
take into the choir with them and pass round from one to another.
The Dean and Chapter of those days were not much better, for they
let Dr. Dibdin have all their Caxtons for a "consideration."
He made a little catalogue of them, which he called
"A Lincolne Nosegaye." Eventually they were absorbed into
the collection at Althorp.
The late Mr. Caspari was a "destroyer" of books. His rare collection
of early woodcuts, exhibited in 1877 at the Caxton Celebration,
had been frequently augmented by the purchase of illustrated books,
the plates of which were taken out, and mounted on Bristol boards,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Poor and Proud by Oliver Optic: amused them very much.
"Who played this trick?" said she to herself when she got into
the street. "If I can only find out, I will discharge her. She
will bring the business into contempt."
Of course no one would own it, and the only way she could find
out was by watching them. It must be stopped, for, besides being
too honest to allow such deception, Katy saw that it would spoil
the trade.
When she got home, she found a letter which the penny-post had
brought, directed to her in large schoolboy hand.
"It is from Tommy," exclaimed she, eagerly seizing the letter and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Master and Man by Leo Tolstoy: with branches--and that's the way.'
Vasili Andreevich turned the horse back and drove through the
outskirts of the village.
'Why not stay the night?' Isay shouted after them.
But Vasili Andreevich did not answer and touched up the horse.
Four miles of good road, two of which lay through the forest,
seemed easy to manage, especially as the wind was apparently
quieter and the snow had stopped.
Having driven along the trodden village street, darkened here
and there by fresh manure, past the yard where the clothes hung
out and where the white shirt had broken loose and was now
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