| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Beasts of Tarzan by Edgar Rice Burroughs: the deer across his shoulder, and, grasping a foreleg between
his strong teeth, leaped for the nearest of the lower branches
that swung above his head.
With both hands he grasped the limb, and, at the instant
that Numa sprang, drew himself and his prey out of reach of
the animal's cruel talons.
There was a thud below him as the baffled cat fell back to
earth, and then Tarzan of the Apes, drawing his dinner
farther up to the safety of a higher limb, looked down with
grinning face into the gleaming yellow eyes of the other wild
beast that glared up at him from beneath, and with taunting
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: thought now of Hardin, no other than the erstwhile ally of
Bland. For many years Hardin had harassed the stockmen and
ranchers in and around Mercer. On an evil day for him he or his
outlaws had beaten and robbed a man who once succored Duane
when sore in need. Duane met Hardin in the little plaza of the
village, called him every name known to border men, taunted him
to draw, and killed him in the act.
Duane went to the house of one Jones, a Texan who had known his
father, and there he was warmly received. The feel of an honest
hand, the voice of a friend, the prattle of children who were
not afraid of him or his gun, good wholesome food, and change
The Lone Star Ranger |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Octopus by Frank Norris: It was the same as though the sea of land were, in reality, the
ocean, and he, lost in an open boat, were scanning the waste
through his glasses, looking for the smoke of a steamer, hull
down, below the horizon. "Wonder," he muttered, "if they're
working on Four this morning?"
At length, he murmured an "Ah" of satisfaction. Far to the south
into the white sheen of sky, immediately over the horizon, he
made out a faint smudge--the harvester beyond doubt.
Thither S. Behrman turned his horse's head. It was all of an
hour's drive over the uneven ground and through the crackling
stubble, but at length he reached the harvester. He found,
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