Nearly every member of the class carried flowers of some description that had been given to them by their families and friends.
Grace and her chums were supremely happy in that their little social world had turned out to do them honor.

Mrs.Gray and Miss Nevin, accompanied by Eleanor's father, were seated near the front with Mrs.
Gibson and the Southards, who had arrived at Hawk's Nest on the previous day.

Grace's father and mother, Judge Putnam and his sister, Mrs.
Nesbit, Nora's brothers and sister and Jessica's father were scattered about through the house.
When the graduates took their places upon the stage, there was tumultuous applause.

To the citizens of Oakdale who had known the young women from babyhood, the present class seemed the finest Oakdale High School had yet turned out.
"Bless the dears," said Miss Thompson to Miss Tebbs, as the girls filed past them and on to the stage.

"They are without exception the most brilliant lot of girls I have ever had charge of.