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Show cje,asjre,tte, Note. This is the first of a series of articles by the brightest girl graduate in each of ten of the largest cities in the United States. (Special to The Telegram.) ATLANTA. Ga.. June 11. Miss Jeannette McLeod is the prettiest of the fifty-two graduates that will go out from the girls" high school of Atlanta this month. The prettiest not from any established standard of beauty, but by reason of an Indefinable charm that lies in her whimsical mouth and in the depths of her red-brown eyes. She is amazingly frank about what she considers woman's mission la life. Her ideas would delight President Roosevelt, and, indeed, in-deed, all mankind. BY MISS JEANNETTE M'LEOD, Graduate of the Girls' High School, Atlanta, Ga. There are to my mind two seasons of supreme Joy and happiness in a girl's life her graduation night, when flowers are banked at her feet and she appears in her first long dre ss to receive the little roll of sheepskin tied with a blue ribbon, and again on her wedding night, when she stands confessed before all m en and women the chosen of all women to occupy first place in one man's heart. One event is not complete without the other, and one alone can give only a certain degree of happiness. A diploma without a marriage certificate is like a pilot without a ship, and a certificate without a diploma is like ashtp without a pilot. No, I don't believe in the business woman I mean not for myself. They have to be, of course, and I hope I am generous enough to accord them all honor, and that I shall be lucky enough to escape such a fate, for I should consider any mission except that of wife and mother nothing short of condign punishment straight from heaven. |