| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: and to lift a paddle with me through the long river days. One
blanket would cover the twain; so I chose Passuk.
"Have I not said I was a servant to the Government? If not, it is
well that ye know. So I was taken on a warship, sleds and dogs
and evaporated foods, and with me came Passuk. And we went north,
to the winter ice-rim of Bering Sea, where we were landed,--
myself, and Passuk, and the dogs. I was also given moneys of the
Government, for I was its servant, and charts of lands which the
eyes of man had never dwelt upon, and messages. These messages
were sealed, and protected shrewdly from the weather, and I was to
deliver them to the whale-ships of the Arctic, ice-bound by the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Merry Men by Robert Louis Stevenson: Weel, time gaed by: and the idler sort commenced to think mair
lichtly o' that black business. The minister was weel thocht o';
he was aye late at the writing, folk wad see his can'le doon by the
Dule water after twal' at e'en; and he seemed pleased wi' himsel'
and upsitten as at first, though a' body could see that he was
dwining. As for Janet she cam an' she gaed; if she didnae speak
muckle afore, it was reason she should speak less then; she meddled
naebody; but she was an eldritch thing to see, an' nane wad hae
mistrysted wi' her for Ba'weary glebe.
About the end o' July there cam' a spell o' weather, the like o't
never was in that country side; it was lown an' het an' heartless;
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Confidence by Henry James: reason about these things; one feels them, and that 's enough."
Gordon spoke in his clear, cheerful voice, and Bernard listened intently.
It seemed to him there was an undertone of pain and effort in his
companion's speech; it was that of an unhappy man trying to be wise
and make the best of things.
"Ah, the rubs of life--the rubs of life!" Bernard repeated vaguely.
"We must n't mind them," said Gordon, with a conscientious laugh.
"We must toughen our hides; or, at the worst, we must plaster
up our bruises. But why should we choose this particular
place and hour for talking of the pains of life?" he went on.
"Are we not in the midst of its pleasures? I mean, henceforth,
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