| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Blix by Frank Norris: incrusted, at the entrance of the Golden Gate. They turned its
angle, and there rolled the Pacific, a blue floor of shifting
water, stretching out there forever and forever over the curve of
the earth, over the shoulder of the world, with never a sail in
view and never a break from horizon to horizon.
They followed down the shore, sometimes upon the old and broken
flume that runs along the seaward face of the hills that rise from
the beach, or sometimes upon the beach itself, stepping from
bowlder to bowlder, or holding along at the edge of the water upon
reaches of white, hard sand.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from In Darkest England and The Way Out by General William Booth: going on is of a different description. Along Water Street are women
conspicuously dressed in gaudy colours. Their heavily-painted faces
are bloated or pinched; they shiver in the raw night air. Liz speaks
to one, who replies that she would like to talk, but dare not,
and as she says this an old hag comes to the door and cries:
"Get along; don't hinder her work! During the evening a man to whom Em
has been talking has told her: --"You ought to join the Salvation Army;
they are the only good women who, bother us down here. I don't want to
lead that sort of life; but I must go where it is light and warm and
clean after working all day, and there isn't any place but this to come
to" exclaimed the man. "You will appreciate the plea to-morrow when
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: No wonder Silas Zane and his men weakened in that moment. With only a few
charges for their rifles and none for the cannon how could they hope to hold
out against the savages? Alone they could have drawn their tomahawks and have
made a dash through the lines of Indians, but with the women and the children
that was impossible.
"Wetzel, what can we do? For God's sake, advise us!" said Silas hoarsely. "We
cannot hold the Fort without powder. We cannot leave the women here. We had
better tomahawk every woman in the block-house than let her fall into the
hands of Girty."
"Send someone fer powder," answered Wetzel.
"Do you think it possible," said Silas quickly, a ray of hope lighting up his
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