| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Babbitt by Sinclair Lewis: established fundamentals of the Christian creed which were so popular with the
'scientists' a generation ago. Oh, yes, they were mighty fellows, and great
poo-bahs of criticism! They were going to destroy the church; they were going
to prove the world was created and has been brought to its extraordinary level
of morality and civilization by blind chance. Yet the church stands just as
firmly to-day as ever, and the only answer a Christian pastor needs make to
the long-haired opponents of his simple faith is just a pitying smile!
"And now these same 'scientists' want to replace the natural condition of free
competition by crazy systems which, no matter by what high-sounding names they
are called, are nothing but a despotic paternalism. Naturally, I'm not
criticizing labor courts, injunctions against men proven to be striking
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: my name alone that these preparations are directed? or are the
race of Diarmid only to be sufferers in common with the whole of
the peaceful and orderly inhabitants of Scotland?"
"I would ask," said a wild-looking Chief, starting hastily up,
"one question of the Knight of Ardenvohr, ere he proceeds farther
in his daring catechism.--Has he brought more than one life to
this castle, that he ventures to intrude among us for the
purposes of insult?"
"Gentlemen," said Montrose, "let me implore your patience; a
messenger who comes among us for the purpose of embassy, is
entitled to freedom of speech and safe-conduct. And since Sir
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Reef by Edith Wharton: clearly, the extent, and the limits, of my wrong. It's not
as black as you imagine."
She lowered her voice to say: "I suppose I shall never
understand; but she seems to love you..."
"There's my shame! That I didn't guess it, didn't fly from
it. You say you'll never understand: but why shouldn't you?
Is it anything to be proud of, to know so little of the
strings that pull us? If you knew a little more, I could
tell you how such things happen without offending you; and
perhaps you'd listen without condemning me."
"I don't condemn you." She was dizzy with struggling
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