| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Personal Record by Joseph Conrad: that craft of which in his time he had been a very excellent
master. And what greater kindness can one do to a seaman than to
put him in the way of employment? Captain Froud did not see why
the Shipmasters' Society, besides its general guardianship of our
interests, should not be unofficially an employment agency of the
very highest class.
"I am trying to persuade all our great ship-owning firms to come
to us for their men. There is nothing of a trade-union spirit
about our society, and I really don't see why they should not,"
he said once to me. "I am always telling the captains, too,
that, all things being equal, they ought to give preference to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Black Dwarf by Walter Scott: handle gold is to him happiness,"
"I understand nothing of all this," said Sir Frederick Langley;
"but we are here a body of gentlemen in arms and authority for
King James; and whether you really, sir, be that Sir Edward
Mauley, who has been so long supposed dead in confinement, or
whether you be an impostor assuming his name and title, we will
use the freedom of detaining you, till your appearance here, at
this moment, is better accounted for; we will have no spies among
us--Seize on him, my friends."
But the domestics shrunk back in doubt and alarm. Sir Frederick
himself stepped forward towards the Recluse, as if to lay hands
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Little Britain by Washington Irving: would break through all their glozings. He had a hearty vulgar
good-humor that was irrepressible. His very jokes made his
sensitive daughters shudder; and he persisted in wearing his
blue cotton coat of a morning, dining at two o'clock, and
having a "bit of sausage with his tea."
He was doomed, however, to share the unpopularity of his
family. He found his old comrades gradually growing cold and
civil to him; no longer laughing at his jokes; and now and then
throwing out a fling at "some people," and a hint about "quality
binding." This both nettled and perplexed the honest butcher;
and his wife and daughters, with the consummate policy of the
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