| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tattine by Ruth Ogden [Mrs. Charles W. Ide]: beside it, and three, the finest of them all, and each with a bow of ribbon
tied round its long neck, were confined within a little picket-fence apart
from the others.
"Why, what beauties, Mrs. Kirk!" exclaimed Tattine, the minute she spied them,
"and what are the ribbons for? Do they mean they have taken a prize at some
show or other? And why do they each have a different color?"
"They mane," said Mrs. Kirk proudly, standing with her hands upon her hips and
her face fairly beaming, "they mane as how they're to be presinted to you
three children. The red is for Master Rudolph, the white is for Miss Mabel,
and the blue is for you, Miss Tattine."
"Oh, Mrs. Kirk!" the three children exclaimed, with delight, and Mabel added
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Awakening & Selected Short Stories by Kate Chopin: packed his trunk in good shape, that he was well, and sent her his
love and begged to be affectionately remembered to all. There was
no special message to Edna except a postscript saying that if Mrs.
Pontellier desired to finish the book which he had been reading to
her, his mother would find it in his room, among other books there
on the table. Edna experienced a pang of jealousy because he had
written to his mother rather than to her.
Every one seemed to take for granted that she missed him.
Even her husband, when he came down the Saturday following Robert's
departure, expressed regret that he had gone.
"How do you get on without him, Edna?" he asked.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: to go out. Railroad communication between eastern and western
Michigan would be entirely cut off. For a season industry of every
description would be practically paralysed. Therefore Nolan had all
the help he required. Every device known was employed to strengthen
the jam. For only a few hours was the result in doubt. Then as the
CLARION jubilantly expressed it, "It's a hundred dollars to an old
hat she holds!"
Orde received all this with satisfaction, but with a slight
scepticism.
"It's a floating jam; and it gets a push from underneath," he
pointed out. "It's probably safe; but another flood might send it
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