| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Island of Doctor Moreau by H. G. Wells: and stood up. Before me was the glittering desolation of the sea,
the awful solitude upon which I had already suffered so much; behind me
the island, hushed under the dawn, its Beast People silent and unseen.
The enclosure, with all its provisions and ammunition, burnt noisily,
with sudden gusts of flame, a fitful crackling, and now and then a crash.
The heavy smoke drove up the beach away from me, rolling low
over the distant tree-tops towards the huts in the ravine.
Beside me were the charred vestiges of the boats and these four
dead bodies.
Then out of the bushes came three Beast People, with hunched shoulders,
protruding heads, misshapen hands awkwardly held, and inquisitive,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Mother by Owen Wister: satisfied with waiting for little crumbs in this way, but why should we?'
I soon made her understand how it was, however, and I explained many
other facts about investments and the stock market to her, as I learned
them. It was a great pleasure to do this. We came to talk about finance
even more than we talked of my writings; for during that Spring I
invested a good deal more rapidly than I wrote. The Petunias had taken
only one-twentieth of a million dollars; and though Mr. Beverly warned me
to rush hastily into nothing, and pointed out the good sense of
distributing my eggs in a number of baskets, still we both agreed that the
sooner all my money was bringing me five or six per cent, the better."
"I have come to think that it might be well were women taught the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Copy-Cat & Other Stories by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman: Lily Jennings made the best of her way out of the
wood across lots to the road. She was not in a par-
ticularly enviable case. Amelia Wheeler was pre-
sumably in her bed, and she saw nothing for it but
to take the difficult way to Amelia's.
Lily tore a great rent in the gingham going up the
cedar-tree, but that was nothing to what followed.
She entered through Amelia's window, her prim
little room, to find herself confronted by Amelia's
mother in a wrapper, and her two grandmothers.
Grandmother Stark had over her arm a beautiful
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