| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mansion by Henry van Dyke: the travelers, in little groups or larger companies, gathering
from
time to time by the different paths, and making the ascent.
They were all clothed in white, and the form of their garments
was
strange to him; it was like some old picture. They passed him,
group after group, talking quietly together or singing; not
moving
in haste, but with a certain air of eagerness and joy as if they
were
glad to be on their way to an appointed place. They did not stay
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey: possible. They gave him the branding outfit to carry, a running-iron and
a little pot with charcoal and bellows; and with these he followed the
riders at a convenient distance and leisurely pace.
Some days they branded one hundred cattle. By October they had August
Naab's crudely fashioned cross on thousands of cows and steers. Still
the stock kept coming down from the mountain, driven to the valley by
cold weather and snow-covered grass. It was well into November before
the riders finished at Silver Cup, and then arose a question as to
whether it would be advisable to go to Seeping Springs or to the canyons
farther west along the slope of Coconina. George favored the former, but
Dave overruled him.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: if he stayed the mistress of the Lazy D would have to pay for his
decision.
"No, I'll ride," he said at once.
Helen Messiter had missed the meaning of that Marconied message
that flashed between them. She set her jaw with decision. "Well,
you'll not. It's perfectly ridiculous. I won't hear of such a
thing."
"Y'u seem right welcome. Hadn't y'u better stay, Ned?" murmured
the outlaw, with smiling eyes that mocked.
"Of course he had. He couldn't ride a mile-- not half a mile. The
idea is utterly preposterous."
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