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-uld hunt together and make good headway!"
softly.

"And so they can: and so they will,
when it comes to the grandest quest of all,
the hunt for truth and justice at the polls,
voting side by side! Girls! Dear--girls!"
The eyes of Tanpa, the Guardian, were
ablaze now with more than the firelight's
glow, as she tossed her browned cakes on
to a platter. "Dear girls! In the new,
the wider future before us--soon to confront
all of you--let us bring to it our
Camp Fire hall-mark: the hall-mark of
the woods: purity of the Pinnacle's breath,
the 'pep' of the outdoor dawn--tenderness
of the twilight, when we feel that
God is near! ... And now--and now!
let us sing our grace, not for this food
alone, but for the new manna which has
fallen for us--the glorious manna of
opportunity."@

"If we have earned the right to eat this
read, happy are we, but if unmerited Thy
blessings come, may we more faithful be!"


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