| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Iron Puddler by James J. Davis: office for some blanks. Jeff was waiting behind a corner of the
hall. He hit me a blow in the neck that knocked me four yards. It
was the "rabbit blow" and he expected it to break my neck. The
hard muscles that the puddling furnace put there saved my life. I
sprang up, and he came after me again. I seized the big fellow by
the ankles and threw him down. Then I battered his head against
the floor until I was satisfied that he could do me no more harm.
He went home and took to his bed.
He announced that when he got out he would charge me with
assault. I went before the mayor and offered to plead guilty to
such a charge. The mayor protested against it. He said I had done
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Crisis in Russia by Arthur Ransome: feet again and out of her economic crisis. It is bad
enough if an unskilled workman is so employed. It is far
worse if a skilled workman finds he can do better for himself
as a "food speculator" than by the exercise of his legitimate
craft. From mines, from every kind of factory come
complaints of the decreasing proportion of skilled to
unskilled workmen. The superior intelligence of the skilled
worker offers him definite advantages should he engage in
these pursuits, and his actual skill gives him other advantages
in the villages. He can leave his factory and go to the
village, there on the spot to ply his trade or variations of it,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: missionaries rushed toward him. Mr. Wells ran round the group, wringing his
hands as if distracted.
"He's hard hit," hissed Zane, between his teeth. "You can tell that by the way
he fell."
Wetzel did not answer. He lay silent and motionless, his long body rigid, and
his face like marble.
"There comes the other young fellar--Joe's brother. He'll get plugged, too,"
continued Zane, whispering rather to himself than to his companion. "Oh, I
hoped they'd show some sense! It's noble for them to die for Christianity, but
it won't do no good. By gum! Heckewelder has pulled him back. Now, that's good
judgment!"
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