Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1871-03-15
A vyoman's Speech i'm Frisco.

1neV nave queer WOlnhn Pfdter RI
San francisco. Here is portion of q
speech she made recently:
They say man was created hrss.--
'Sposin' he was! Amt first experiments
always failures! If | was betting man
I'd bet two dollars and half they are.
The only decent thing about him any
bow. was rib; and that went to make
something better. Applause. AMI then
! they throw it in our face shout Eve tax
ing that apple. III bet five dollars Adam
! boosted her up the tree. and then only
| gave hvr the core. And what did he do
when he was found out? True to his
masculine instinct, be sneaked behind
Ewes Grecian bend, and. ..Twaren't me.
twas her." Bring up your liIlle daught
ers to love and caress the ballot. and,
when they are old and scraNny they
will not depart from it. Teach them
that man occupies no position that woman
cannot fill even to pair of pants.-
Teach them that without the ballot WON
an is simply cooking and washing ma
chine; that with il she can just rule her
little roost. We have plenty of ballet
gals, but what we want is ballot women.
Hear. hear. | am astonished there
amt more interest manifested in this alb
sorbiDg topic. This hall ought to be fill
ed from dome to ceiling, and couple of
hundred climbing up the lightning rod
outside. Our speakers don't lack brains
: or influence, but there is one thing | wish
they did lack, and that is their desire for
hu band. No matter how rabid
woman is on this question, or how much
she talks against the man on the platform,
she'll grab the first one that offers him
sell, and turn right straight round; and
that's where we're weak. Most woman
think they're made for a purpose, and
that was to have Mrs. on their tombstone.
They'd better be missed all their lives.
and when they die the more they're miss
ed the better. I'm Commander-in Chief
of large army of female woman's bal
lots, and am cleaning out everything that
looks like male sex, whilst the band plays
"See, The conquering shero coneth."-
Come with me to the worst portion of
our great city. After ascending thirty
one flights of rickety stairs, what do we
find? A miserable basement. In one
corner sits wretched womal, once tho
belle of the city. She makes vests
Twenty four vests for cent. Not a
morsel of food has passed her lips since
Fall Around her are fourteen children
crying for bread. But, alas she amt
got no bread: but with tears in her eyes
she mournfully divides among them the
last half of tallow candle. Have [
overdrawn this picture? No. sir. And
if any man dares to say | have, lill
guarantee to send him home on a shutter
in less than ten minutes. Emotion in
the audience. But, my dear sisters, |
am not here simply to touch your hearts,
but to touch your pockets also. A thing
of this kind can't 90 on without money,
and hereby call upon four of the most
able bodied sisters, who feel tits sweet to
be on the muscle, TO pass round the hat.
Think of the greatness of our cause, and
its effect upon thousands of ancestors still
unborn. Think of your altered firesides.
where widowed mothers with dissi pated
husbands. press their orphan children to
their bosoms. Think, OH think of
George Washington at Mr.. Valleys forge.
barefooted, and-shel out. This APP
peal was go moving that majority Of
the audience moved towards the door,
About seven dollars and half Was col.
lected, however. which went for Mrs.
SINNERS cork screw eurls. After putting
the amount in her reticule, and planting
her right foot firmly upon it, she pro-
ceeded My dear friends, | must now
bid YOU adieu. but | will DO with you
again when times are better, for intend
to agitate this question ILL We get orr
rights, and whatevt We can sponge be
sides. | will agitate IT till my breath
gives out and my wig turns gray.