National Republican., 1873-11-20
Mrs. Skinner nm womau,s uiaht..

Mrs. Skinner on woman's UiHhts.
Miss President, feller-wimmen, and male
trash generslly-I am hero to-day for the pur-
pose Of discussing womans rights, recussng her
wrongs, and cussing the mon.
Ibelieye sexes were created perfectly equal,
with the woman little moro equal than the
man.
also believe that the world would to-day be
happier II man had never existed.
As success, man Is failure, and bless my
stars that my mother was O woman. tAppiausc.l
Inot only maintain these principles, but main
tain q shlftess husband besides.
They say man was created nrst. sposin' no
wass Amt nfst experiments always fsilures7
II was betting man, would bet two dol
The only decent thing about him was rib,
and that went to make something better. ZAP.
And then they throw It into our face about
In bet sye % dollars ksp; ,ha, Adam boosted her up
hs es s sse S@ ss ss ss sss found ou
True 70 his masculine instincts, he sneaked
behind Ewes Qreclan bend. and said: "'Twant
everything mean slnce-and mother u tool
What we want IL the ballot; and the ballot
we're bound TO have, u We lot down our back
hair and swim in sea OF sansuinary gore.
Bring up your little daughters to love and
ss ,seS M depa old and
Teach them that man occupies no position
that woman cannot nll-even TO pair OF pants.
simply q cooking and washing. machine: that
with d she can Just rule her little roost.
Give 'em little ballots TO play with.
We have plenty Of ballet girls, but what wc
The male creature now sitting on this plat
form, whom the law compels me to call husband,
says have got ballot on the brain.
He says Isleep with ballot under my pillow,
and dream that 1 am commander-in-chiefo Of .
large army Of ballots, and am cleaning out
the band plays "seo the conquering shero
comethl"
sSs ssn AZ s, ss" q s s %.n Sas carbon
And what can be expected Of this man Skin.
ner. whose intellect is lower than that Of a com.
Ny soul Is filled with poetry and sentiment,
and his vulgar remarks CRATE on my ear; and
not refined and ssnteei, want to 10 through
'em like birthstone and molasses. (iIeari Hsar!l
I'm astonished that there Amt more interest
ought to be packed from dome to ceiling, and 4
couple hundred climbing up the lishtnlng-rod
A short time ago I addressed an immense
throng on Boston Common-at least thirty |
both sexes-who stood packed tosether for at
enthusiasm finally reaching such Q pitch that
they insisted on burning my effigy to slow
ii,Si And We are bound to succeed.
Our speakers don't lack brains nor influence;
but there Is one thing wish they did lack, aud
'hst Is ,ssi, assTe nn eiSs iST nasosna
tion, or how much she talks against the men on
the platform, she'll grab the fust man that offers
Is where we, we are weak. Most women seem n mi 10
think that We were made but for one purpose, |
and that was to have "Mrs." on their tomb.
They'd be missed all their lives, and when they |
die they're missed tho better.
From the creation of the world we have had |
all the great men on our side.
There's Pharaoh. What did Pharaoh dor
Recognizing the fact that wonen must lnevlt- |
ably rule. he Issued an order 70 stranRle ali the
Is dead now, SS % and hadn't loreiSoGshs enough 70
leave the business to some good man.
Among those who escaped Justice at this time |
WAS youth called Moses, OF buhrush fame; and |
since then every Moses has been wart upon the |
face Of Nature, including the wIetehsd W.T. ,, object
tCres OF T" That's so !" and +" Put him outr1
Mol you shall not put him ont Neither snail |
When We get home viii show him what one |
solitary woman can accomplish for this great
cause with her good right arm tApplause.J
lie ordered ali tho maIo children 70 be slain;
rods head was levelf
We can wear his t!ntyiype next our hearts, and
press onward to the goal.
Coming down to the present day, where do we
md woman
We don't md her.
In ten cases ont OF nine she finds herself.
Come with me TO the worst portion Of our great
city. After ascending thiIty-one lights OF
rickety stairs, what do we ind7
A miserable basementl
In one corner sits wretched woman, once
the belle Of the city.
She makes vesis-thrty- -four vests for cent
Not mcrsel OF food has passed her lips since
last fall.
bread. But, alas! she aln't got no bread, and |
with tears In her eyes she mournfuily divides |
among them the last half Of q tallow candle.
Have 0verdrawn the picture7 No, sfl And |
II any man dares to say have, IN guarantee to |
minutes [Kmotion In the audience.l
But, my dear sisters, am not here simply to |
touch your hearts, but to touch your pockets
a thing Of this kind can't 70 on without
money; and hereby call upon four OF the most |
able-bodied sisters, who feel 'tis sweet TO be on
their muscle, to pass around the hat.
Think OF the greatness OF our cause, and It's ef-
Think OF your altered nIesides, where wid- |
owed mothers with dlssipated husbands 70 press |
their orphan children 20 their bosoms, Think-
obi think-of George Washington At Mr.. Valleys |
forge, barefooted and-shell ont.
This appeal was 50 moving that majority OF
the audience moved toward the door. About |
seven dollars and . half were collected, how |
ever, which went for Mrs. SINNERS new |
set Of corkscrew curls. After puttngit In her |
reticule, and planting her foot upon IL, she pro-
ny dear friends. I must now bid you adieu; |
but will be with you when times are better, for |
Intend to agitate This question I'LL we get our
rights, and Whatever We can sponge besides.
my wig turns gray!