| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: getting bored."
"Was it a phrenologist strung y'u with the notion y'u was a cure
for lonesomeness?"
"Shucks! I don't make no such claims. The only thing is it's a
comfort when you're bored to have company. Miss Nora, she's so
polite. But, y'u see, if I'm along I can take y'u for a walk when
y'u get too bad."
They reached the little trail that ran up to Lee Ming's place,
and Denver suggested that Mac run in with the bundle so as to
save Nora the climb.
"I'd like to, honest I would. But since y'u thought of it first I
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Royalty Restored/London Under Charles II by J. Fitzgerald Molloy: knowledge of the plot; but, in answer to all persuasions and
promises, he avowed his innocence; protesting which, he died at
Tyburn.
A little later, three Jesuits, named Ireland, Whitehead, and
Fenwick, and two attendants of the queen's chapel, named Grove
and Pickering, were executed on a charge of conspiracy to kill
the king. Oates and Bedlow swore these Jesuits had promised
Grove fifteen hundred pounds as price of the murder; Pickering
chose as his reward to have thirty thousand masses, at a shilling
a mass, said for him. Three times they had attempted this deed
with a pistol; but once the flint was loose, another time there
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: They got him in the hole like an aardvark, with a bush over the mouth, so
you couldn't see it. He'd evidently been there a long time, the floor was
full of bones of fish he'd caught in the pool, and there was a bit of root
like a stick half gnawed through. He'd been potted, and got two bullet
wounds in the thigh; but he could walk already. It's evident he was just
waiting till we were gone, to clear off after his people. He'd got that
beastly scurvy look a nigger gets when he hasn't had anything to eat for a
long time.
"Well, they hauled him up before the Captain, of course; and he blew and
swore, and said the nigger was a spy, and was to be hanged tomorrow; he'd
hang him tonight, only the big troop might catch us up this evening, so
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