I admired her greatly... but I did not love her!!

She is one of them... a female... yet she differs from them in many things...

From her eyes look out resolve and firmness... on her lips appear truthfulness and sincerity... from her brow flow ambition and sacrifice... and from her heart springs love and devotion...

Love for all... for all people... in all lands...

She descended upon our world some weeks ago... and stayed among us a handful of days... few or many, they were enough to show us the good human qual

ities, the beautiful, giving soul, and the great, luminous heart... that this female carries within her breast...

A female... who felt humanity's need of her and answered the call... her sex was no obstacle standing between her and what she willed...

"It happened by chance that God created me a female... and I take pride in being a human being before being a woman."

How often the Indian leader, Kamala Devi Chattopadhyay, repeated this sentence, whenever someone remarked to her that she

was a pride to the daughters of her sex...

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At the house of the Indian Legation I met her... her body wrapped in the "sari," that bewitching Indian national dress... she girds herself in it with grace and simplicity... and it lends her a dignity joined to an artless, endearing elegance...

From the East... she has taken a warm, wheaten duskiness... two wide black eyes... and a firm faith of unshakable foundations...

And from the West... a solid and abundant learning, a balanced and unceasing industry... a precise,