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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Somebody's Little Girl by Martha Young: just own dear sisters.''
Then came to Bessie Bell that knowledge that we are often times slow
in getting: she knew all of a sudden--that she did not know
everything. She did not know all, even about Sisters.
Because, in all that she knew or remembered or wondered about, there
was nothing at all about that strange thing that all the little
children, but herself, knew so well about--''Own-dear-sisters.''
Another strange thing came into her mind, brought into her mind
partly by her ears, but mostly by her eyes: There were not in this
new world on the high mountain--perhaps there were not after all so
many anywhere as she had thought--there were not so many Sisters
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