| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Case of the Golden Bullet by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: "Well, and this time?" continued the peddler. "Why did he go
away this time?"
"He went to the capital on private business of his own."
"Are you sure of that?"
"Quite sure. He went two different times. I thought it was because
he couldn't stand it here and wanted to see something different.
He went to his club this evening, too."
"And when did he go away?"
"The first time was the day after his wife was buried."
"And the second time?"
Two or three days after his return."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Polity of Athenians and Lacedaemonians by Xenophon: parts[14] to carry these products elsewhither, or they will cease to
use the sea. Accordingly I, without one stroke of labour, extract from
the land and possess all these good things, thanks to my supremacy on
the sea; whilst not a single other state possesses the two of them.
Not timber, for instance, and yarn together, the same city. But where
yarn is abundant, the soil will be light and devoid of timber. And in
the same way bronze and iron will not be products of the same city.
And so for the rest, never two, or at best three, in one state, but
one thing here and another thing there. Moreover, above and beyond
what has been said, the coast-line of every mainland presents, either
some jutting promontory, or adjacent island, or narrow strait of some
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tom Sawyer, Detective by Mark Twain: "Huck, it's gone!"
I WAS astonished! I says:
"Tom, you don't mean it."
"It's gone, sure. There ain't a sign of it. The ground
is trampled some, but if there was any blood it's all
washed away by the storm, for it's all puddles and slush
in there."
At last I give in, and went and took a look myself; and it
was just as Tom said--there wasn't a sign of a corpse.
"Dern it," I says, "the di'monds is gone. Don't you
reckon the thieves slunk back and lugged him off, Tom?"
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