| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lost Continent by Edgar Rice Burroughs: he would do what I thought best--that I proposed to assume
command of the party, and that they might all consider
themselves under my orders, as much so as though we were
still aboard the Coldwater and in Pan-American waters.
Delcarte and Taylor immediately assured me that they had not
for an instant assumed anything different, and that they
were as ready to follow and obey me here as they would be
upon the other side of thirty.
Snider said nothing, but he wore a sullen scowl. And I
wished then, as I had before, and as I did to a much greater
extent later, that fate had not decreed that he should have
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Faraday as a Discoverer by John Tyndall: 'I am more inclined to the notion that in the transmission of the
[magnetic] force there is such an action [an intermediate agency]
external to the magnet, than that the effects are merely attraction
and repulsion at a distance. Such an affection may be a function of
the ether; for it is not at all unlikely that, if there be an ether,
it should have other uses than simply the conveyance of radiations.'
When he speaks of the magnet in certain cases, 'revolving amongst
its own forces,' he appears to have some conception of this kind in
view.
A great part of the investigation completed in October, 1851, was
taken up with the motions of wires round the poles of a magnet and
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: said brusquely. "Will you have another cup of coffee?"
The old gentleman, arrested in mid-career, swallowed, looked a
trifle bewildered, but subsided meekly.
"No, thank you, my dear," said he, and went furiously at his
breakfast.
Orde, overwhelmed by embarrassment, discovered that none of the
others had paid the incident the slightest attention. Only on the
lips of Gerald Bishop he surprised a fine, detached smile.
At this moment the butler entered bearing the mail. Mrs. Bishop
tore hers open rapidly, dropping the mangled envelopes at her side.
The contents of one seemed to vex her.
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