| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lin McLean by Owen Wister: the ropes helplessly above.
McLean spoke to Barker. "I'd like to stop this," said he, "but a man
might as well--"
"Might as well stop a cloud-burst," said Barker.
"Yes, Doc. But it feels--it feels like I was looking at ten dozen Lin
McLeans." And seeing them still helpless with Chalkeye, he joined them
and lifted the cow-boy out.
"I think," said Slaghammer, stepping forward, "this should proceed no
further without some--perhaps some friend would recite 'Now I lay me?"'
"They don't use that on funerals," said the Doughie.
"Will some gentleman give the Lord's Prayer?" inquired the coroner.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Theaetetus by Plato: their phraseology is termed the affidavit, is recited at the time: and
from this he must not deviate. He is a servant, and is continually
disputing about a fellow-servant before his master, who is seated, and has
the cause in his hands; the trial is never about some indifferent matter,
but always concerns himself; and often the race is for his life. The
consequence has been, that he has become keen and shrewd; he has learned
how to flatter his master in word and indulge him in deed; but his soul is
small and unrighteous. His condition, which has been that of a slave from
his youth upwards, has deprived him of growth and uprightness and
independence; dangers and fears, which were too much for his truth and
honesty, came upon him in early years, when the tenderness of youth was
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James: These words broke from Morgan, who had intermitted his embrace, in
a key which made Pemberton turn quickly to him and see that he had
suddenly seated himself, was breathing in great pain, and was very
pale.
"NOW do you say he's not in a state, my precious pet?" shouted his
mother, dropping on her knees before him with clasped hands, but
touching him no more than if he had been a gilded idol. "It will
pass - it's only for an instant; but don't say such dreadful
things!"
"I'm all right - all right," Morgan panted to Pemberton, whom he
sat looking up at with a strange smile, his hands resting on either
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