| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Bunner Sisters by Edith Wharton: there. We've counted up, and he ain't got the money to do it--
that's all."
"But I thought he was going right into a splendid place."
"So he is; but the salary's pretty low the first year, and
board's very high in St. Louis. He's jest got another letter from
his German friend, and he's been figuring it out, and he's afraid
to chance it. He'll have to go alone."
"But there's your money--have you forgotten that? The hundred
dollars in the bank."
Evelina made an impatient movement. "Of course I ain't
forgotten it. On'y it ain't enough. It would all have to go into
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Letters from England by Elizabeth Davis Bancroft: to-morrow, and I must go ALONE for the FIRST TIME. If I live
through it, I will tell you all about it; but is it not awkward in
the extreme?
Friday Morning
At eight o'clock in the evening I drove to the Palace. My dress was
my currant-colored or grosseille velvet with a wreath of white Arum
lilies woven into a kind of turban, with green leave and bouquet to
match, on the bertha of Brussels lace. I was received by a servant,
who escorted me through a long narrow corridor the length of
Winthrop Place and consigned me to another who escorted me in his
turn, through another wider corridor to the foot of a flight of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Gettysburg Address by Abraham Lincoln: Now we are engaged in a great civil war. . .testing whether
that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated. . .
can long endure. We are met on a great battlefield of that war.
We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting place
for those who here gave their lives that this nation might live.
It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we cannot dedicate. . .we cannot consecrate. . .
we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead,
who struggled here have consecrated it, far above our poor power
to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember,
what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.
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