| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Eighteenth Brumaire of Louis Bonaparte by Karl Marx: assembly, through Representative Rateau, on January 6, 1849, to let the
Organic laws go, and rather to order its own dissolution. Not the
ministry alone, with Mr. Odillon Barrot at its head, but all the
royalist members of the National Assembly were also at this time
hectoring to it that its dissolution was necessary for the restoration
of the public credit, for the consolidation of order, to put an end to
the existing uncertain and provisional, and establish a definite state
of things; they claimed that its continued existence hindered the
effectiveness of the new Government, that it sought to prolong its life
out of pure malice, and that the country was tired of it. Bonaparte
took notice of all these invectives hurled at the legislative power, he
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Sportsman by Xenophon: should be thirty-knotted, and the interval of the nooses the same as
in the ordinary small nets. At the elbow ends[12] the road net should
be furnished with nipples[13] (or eyes), and the larger sort (the
haye) with rings, and both alike with a running line of twisted cord.
The pronged stakes[14] for the small nets should be ten palms
high,[15] as a rule, but there should be some shorter ones besides;
those of unequal length will be convenient to equalise the height on
uneven ground, and those of equal length on level. They should be
sharp-tipped so as to draw out easily[16] and smooth throughout. Those
for the road nets should be twice the height,[17] and those for the
big (haye) nets five spans long,[18] with small forks, the notches not
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Schoolmistress and Other Stories by Anton Chekhov: the rails. Less than half a minute passed and the blur had
vanished, the rumble melted away into the noise of the night.
It was an ordinary goods truck. There was nothing peculiar about
it in itself, but its appearance without an engine and in the
night puzzled me. Where could it have come from and what force
sent it flying so rapidly along the rails? Where did it come
from and where was it flying to?
If I had been superstitious I should have made up my mind it was
a party of demons and witches journeying to a devils' sabbath,
and should have gone on my way; but as it was, the phenomenon was
absolutely inexplicable to me. I did not believe my eyes, and
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