| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Collected Articles by Frederick Douglass: No Chinese wall can now be tolerated. The South must be opened
to the light of law and liberty, and this session of Congress
is relied upon to accomplish this important work.
The plain, common-sense way of doing this work, as intimated
at the beginning, is simply to establish in the South one law,
one government, one administration of justice, one condition
to the exercise of the elective franchise, for men of all races
and colors alike. This great measure is sought as earnestly
by loyal white men as by loyal blacks, and is needed alike by both.
Let sound political prescience but take the place of an
unreasoning prejudice, and this will be done.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Summer by Edith Wharton: enough to make people hate each other just to have to
walk down the same street every day. But you don't
live here, and you don't know anything about any of us,
so what did you have to meddle for? Do you suppose the
other girls'd have kept the books any better'n I did?
Why, Orma Fry don't hardly know a book from a flat-
iron! And what if I don't always sit round here doing
nothing till it strikes five up at the church? Who
cares if the library's open or shut? Do you suppose
anybody ever comes here for books? What they'd like to
come for is to meet the fellows they're going with if
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell: but I am sure he did the very best he knew. He rubbed my legs and my chest,
but he did not put my warm cloth on me; he thought I was so hot
I should not like it. Then he gave me a pailful of water to drink;
it was cold and very good, and I drank it all; then he gave me
some hay and some corn, and thinking he had done right, he went away.
Soon I began to shake and tremble, and turned deadly cold; my legs ached,
my loins ached, and my chest ached, and I felt sore all over.
Oh! how I wished for my warm, thick cloth, as I stood and trembled.
I wished for John, but he had eight miles to walk, so I lay down in my straw
and tried to go to sleep. After a long while I heard John at the door;
I gave a low moan, for I was in great pain. He was at my side in a moment,
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