|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tattine by Ruth Ogden [Mrs. Charles W. Ide]:
BORN--I don't know when. DIED June 17th.
LAVERACK SETTERS NOT ALLOWED.
This she put securely into place, while Joey raked up a little about the spot,
and they left the little rabbit grave looking very neat and tidy. The next
morning Tattine ran out to see how the little wild-wood plant was growing, and
then she stood with her arms akimbo in blank astonishment. The little grave
had disappeared. She kicked aside the loose earth, and saw that box and Bunny
were both gone, and, not content with that, they had partially chewed up the
tombstone, which lay upon its face a little distance away. They, of course,
meant Betsy and Doctor. "There was no use in my putting: 'Laverack setters not
allowed,' " she said to herself sorrowfully, and she ran off to tell her
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lady Baltimore by Owen Wister:
it was now John who allowed himself to be loved? The signs of this did
not occur before his eyes. Of course, Charley would not stay fooled
forever; the hours of that were numbered,--but their number was quite
beyond my guessing!
How much would Charley stand? He would stand a good deal, because the
measure of his toleration was the measure of his desire for Hortense; and
it was plain that he wanted her very much indeed. But how much would John
stand? How soon would his "fire-eating" traditions produce a "difficulty"?
Why had they not done this already? Well, the garden had in some way
helped me to frame a fairly reasonable answer for this also. Poor
Hortense had become as powerless to woo John to warmth as poor Venus had
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Poor and Proud by Oliver Optic:
This was Katy's first day in mercantile life; it had been full of
incidents, and she feared her path might be a thorny one. But her
light heart soon triumphed over doubts and fears, and when she
reached Washington Street, she was as enthusiastic as ever, and
as ready for a trade.
KATY MEETS WITH EXTRAORDINARY SUCCESS.
"Buy some candy?" said Katy to the first gentleman she met.
He did not even deign to glance at her; and five or six attempts
to sell a stick of candy were failures; but when she remembered