| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Travels and Researches in South Africa by Dr. David Livingstone: formerly alight@mercury.interpath.net). To assure a high quality text,
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[Note on text: Italicized words or phrases are CAPITALIZED.
Some obvious errors have been corrected.]
Missionary Travels and Researches in South Africa.
Also called, Travels and Researches in South Africa;
or, Journeys and Researches in South Africa.
By David Livingstone [British (Scot) Missionary and Explorer--1813-1873.]
David Livingstone was born in Scotland, received his medical degree
from the University of Glasgow, and was sent to South Africa
by the London Missionary Society. Circumstances led him to try to meet
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from New Arabian Nights by Robert Louis Stevenson: A deplorable explosion of oaths was the Dictator's first reply.
"Son and father?" he cried. "Father and son? What d-d unnatural
comedy is all this? How do you come in my garden? What do you
want? And who, in God's name, are you?"
Francis, with a stunned and shamefaced aspect, got upon his feet
again, and stood in silence.
Then a light seemed to break upon Mr. Vandeleur, and he laughed
aloud
"I see," cried he. "It is the Scrymgeour. Very well, Mr.
Scrymgeour. Let me tell you in a few words how you stand. You
have entered my private residence by force, or perhaps by fraud,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lady Baltimore by Owen Wister: cried. "Don't you tell me that. Last night I caught myself saying that
instead of my prayers."
Well, it killed the minuet dead; he sat flat down on the low stone coping
that bordered the path to which we had wandered back--and I sat flat down
opposite him. The venerable custodian, passing along a neighboring path,
turned his head and stared at our noise.
"Lawd, see those chillun goin' on!" he muttered. "Mas' John, don't you
get too scandalous, tellin' strangers 'bout the old famblies."
Mayrant pointed to me. "He's responsible, Daddy Ben. I'm being just as
good as gold. Honest injun!"
The custodian marched slowly on his way, shaking his head. "Mas' John he
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