GOLDEN LADDERS
IX the long ago a lovely maiden was imprisoned in a tower, and her golden tresses acted as a ladder for a passing prince who overheard the magic words: “Rapunzel, Rapunsel, let down your hair.” There is a charm in that old fairy tale that follows us out of our childhood, even though the witch cut off the maiden’s beautiful tresses and cast her out into the desert, for we are all building golden ladders at the back of our minds. Day by day we add a rung. Perhaps it is only a chance phrase that has brought us pleasure, or a task accomplished. Perhaps it is the promise of success. The world would be a grey place indeed without those golden ladders. And how did the fairy .tale end ? Why, the prince found the maiden in the desert and her tears restored sight to the eyes that the witch had maliciously blinded. Every fairy tale has a liappv ending, and all life is a fairy tale if we can ascend to happiness, rung by rung, on our own invisible golden ladders. REDFEATIIER.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 687, 12 June 1929, Page 6
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185GOLDEN LADDERS Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 687, 12 June 1929, Page 6
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