“This is the first time for the girl, atime of revelation.Mysteries unravel at this height,patterns emerge.She stands woman--tall, shoulder to shoulder,with the sun and laughs to think thatsuch a splendid world had ever frightened her.All that she sees, farm and forest, pasture andprairie, city and country, and continent,stretches before her like tomorrows filled with promise . . .She was born to this kingdom.In time it will be hers to explore, tomake her own.One climb is over, another just beginning.She is rich in days, wealthy in possibilities.And here in this crowning moment,For the very first time . . .She knows.”

Edward Cunningham

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