| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner: quiet, with tears in his eyes. Then there was a tap at the door. In an
instant Doss looked wide awake, and winked the tears out from between his
little lids.
"Come in," said Waldo, intent on his work; and slowly and cautiously the
door opened.
"Good evening, Waldo, my boy," said Bonaparte Blenkins in a mild voice, not
venturing more than his nose within the door. "How are you this evening?"
Doss growled and showed his little teeth, and tried to rise, but his paw
hurt him so he whined.
"I'm very tired, Waldo, my boy," said Bonaparte plaintively.
Doss showed his little white teeth again. His master went on with his work
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Princess of Parms by Edgar Rice Burroughs: hands of the red men stretched out to aid you. Together we
may do still more to regenerate our dying planet. The grand-
daughter of the greatest and mightiest of the red jeddaks has
asked you. Will you come?"
Lorquas Ptomel and the warriors sat looking silently and
intently at the young woman for several moments after she
had ceased speaking. What was passing in their minds no
man may know, but that they were moved I truly believe,
and if one man high among them had been strong enough
to rise above custom, that moment would have marked a
new and mighty era for Mars.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tarzan of the Apes by Edgar Rice Burroughs: harbor and out of sight behind a projecting point, Lady Alice
threw her arms about Clayton's neck and burst into uncontrolled sobs.
Bravely had she faced the dangers of the mutiny; with heroic
fortitude she had looked into the terrible future; but now
that the horror of absolute solitude was upon them, her
overwrought nerves gave way, and the reaction came.
He did not attempt to check her tears. It were better that
nature have her way in relieving these long-pent emotions, and
it was many minutes before the girl--little more than a child
she was--could again gain mastery of herself.
"Oh, John," she cried at last, "the horror of it. What are we
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