| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Second Inaugural Address by Abraham Lincoln: all sought to avert it. While the inaugural address was being delivered
from this place, devoted altogether to saving the Union without war,
insurgent agents were in the city seeking to destroy it without war--
seeking to dissolve the Union, and divide effects, by negotiation.
Both parties deprecated war; but one of them would make war rather
than let the nation survive; and the other would accept war rather
than let it perish. And the war came.
One-eighth of the whole population were colored slaves, not distributed
generally over the Union, but localized in the Southern part of it.
These slaves constituted a peculiar and powerful interest. All knew
that this interest was, somehow, the cause of the war. To strengthen,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lady Baltimore by Owen Wister: reared her headdress and spoke, not to me, but to the air in my general
neighborhood.
"Has any one later intelligence than what I bring from my nephew's
bedside?"
So she hadn't perceived who my companion at the step had been! Well, she
should be enlightened, they all should be enlightened, and vengeance was
mine. I spoke with gentleness:--
"Your nephew's impressions, I fear, are still confused by his deplorable
misadventure."
"May I ask what you know about his impressions?"
Out of the corner of my eye I saw the hand of Mrs. Trevise move toward
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton: person, you understand; a woman, in fact--"
"Oh, a woman," said Flamel, negligently.
Glennard was nettled by his obvious loss of interest. "I rather
think they'd attract a good deal of notice if they were
published."
Flamel still looked uninterested. "Love-letters, I suppose?"
"Oh, just--the letters a woman would write to a man she knew well.
They were tremendous friends, he and she."
"And she wrote a clever letter?"
"Clever? It was Margaret Aubyn."
A great silence filled the room. It seemed to Glennard that the
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