| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from In the Cage by Henry James: if they WERE, in a certain case, to be caught, it shouldn't be the
fault of her own grand memory. Hadn't it been settled weeks
before?--for Miss Dolman it was always to be "Cooper's."
CHAPTER XIV
But the summer "holidays" brought a marked difference; they were
holidays for almost every one but the animals in the cage. The
August days were flat and dry, and, with so little to feed it, she
was conscious of the ebb of her interest in the secrets of the
refined. She was in a position to follow the refined to the extent
of knowing--they had made so many of their arrangements with her
aid--exactly where they were; yet she felt quite as if the panorama
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A treatise on Good Works by Dr. Martin Luther: to Christ, the Crucified, and who should bear the Cross after Him
and prepare for the life to come by dying daily. If some men
erred through ignorance, it might be borne; but that it is
practised so freely, without punishment, without shame, without
hindrance, nay, that praise and fame are sought thereby, this is
indeed an unchristian thing. Thirdly, to drive out the usurious
buying of rent-charges, which in the whole world ruins, consumes
and troubles all lands, peoples and cities through its cunning
form, by which it appears not to be usury, while in truth it is
worse than usury, because men are not on their guard against it
as against open usury. See, these are the three Jews, as men say,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Sylvie and Bruno by Lewis Carroll: "It were a dead crow," Bruno persisted. "And there were a apple-pudding
--and Uggug ate it all--and I got nuffin but a crust! And I asked for
a orange--and--didn't get it!" And the poor little fellow buried his face
in Sylvie's lap, who kept gently stroking his hair,as she went on.
"It's all true, Professor dear! They do treat my darling Bruno very badly!
And they're not kind to me either," she added in a lower tone,
as if that were a thing of much less importance.
The Professor got out a large red silk handkerchief, and wiped his eyes.
"I wish I could help you, dear children!" he said. "But what can I do?"
"We know the way to Fairyland--where Father's gone--quite well,"
said Sylvie: "if only the Gardener would let us out."
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