| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Master Key by L. Frank Baum: "Explain this intrusion!" he cried.
"I have explained. The Boers are having a regular killing-bee. Here!
take a look at it yourselves."
He drew the Record from his pocket, and at the movement the minister
shrank back as if he suspected it was an infernal machine and might
blow his head off; but the king stepped quietly to the boy's side and
looked into the box when Rob threw open the lid.
As he comprehended the full wonder of the phenomenon he was observing
Edward uttered a low cry of amazement, but thereafter he silently
gazed upon the fierce battle that still raged far away upon the
African VELD. Before long his keen eye recognized the troops engaged
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Master Key by L. Frank Baum: word of it!"
"Mebbe you think it, friend," answered a big, good-natured fisherman;
"but it's well known that shipwrecked folks go crazy sometimes, an'
imagine strange things. Your mind seems clear enough in other ways,
so I advise you to try and forget your dreams about flyin'."
Rob now stepped forward and shook hands with the sailors.
"I see you have found friends," he said to them, "so I will leave you
and continue my journey, as I'm in something of a hurry."
Both sailors began to thank him profusely for their rescue, but he
cut them short.
"That's all right. Of course I couldn't leave you on that island to
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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: have a goodly land; you and your children's children shall scarce fill it;
though you should stretch out your arms to welcome each stranger who comes
to live and labour with you. You are the twin branches of one tree; you
are the sons of one mother. Is this goodly land not wide enough for you,
that you should rend each other's flesh at the bidding of those who will
wet their beaks within both your vitals?--Look up, see, they circle in the
air above you!'"
Almost Peter Halket started and looked upward; but there was only the black
sky of Mashonaland over his head.
The stranger stood silent looking downward into the fire. Peter Halket
half clasped his arms about his knees.
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