The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1895-06-15
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Written for the CECIL WING.
1.-THE BISMARK OF THE WOMAN
QUESTION"

1t was years ago. so many years ago, in
fact, that | am not particular about desig
Mating them in numerals, | read, in gos-
sippy letter, from Baltimore correspon-
dent to a New York paper, the following
sentence: "Who would not rather be
Susan Il. Anthony, travelling over the
prairies of the west, often facing binding
snowstorms and cutting gales, in order to
keep an engagement, than to be a Madame
Bonaparte, sitting before her fire, with her
fingers done up in linen rags, in order to
keep the heat from injuring their white
ness
Poor old Betsy! she once fondly believed
that her white hands, would WELD the
sceptre of royalty in imperial France. Poor
hands. they are dust and ashes now, and
the sceptre has passed into the hands of
suns cHioiics.
But what of Susan b. Anthony the brave
and undaunted champion of the rights of
her sex before the law, and at the ballot
box?
During the blizzard of last February she
was returning leisurely from the Atlanta
Equal Suffrage Convention. The blizzard
met her at Martha Schofeld's Industrial
School for colored youths OF both sexes, at
Aiken, S. c., where She had stopped to
speak Words of encouragement to teacher
and pupils.
In 1876, in Philadelphia, made my first
acquaintance with the leaders of the Equal
Rights movement. They had pleasant and
connections parl,rs Gil Chestnut street.
Into these parors | strolled one pleasant
June morning, and was graciously received
by tall digniiied woman, whom to my
young eyes, even then Looked old, although
her step was firm and elastic, her move
ments quick and graceful her cheeks
ruddy, and her abundant hair glossy and
brown as ravens wing.
She seated herself at her desk, and re-
sumed her writing, at the same time CON
versing with me IN an animated and en-
gagil = manner. Suddenly it dawned upon
ny obtuse consciousness that this was
,usan B. Anthony, and somehow thought
OF the paragraph with which have opened
this article, then looked at the hand of
Susan gliding rapidly over the paper on
which SHE was writing, and ! marvelcd if
even the hand of Betsy Boraparte could
eclipse it, in delicacy of shape and finish,
or softness and beauty of tint
The next time Called Miss Anthony
introduced me to Elizabeth Cady Stanton,
her able aide de camp in the great cause.
She was then grandmother and could not
be shriell,d at by calow reporters as an old
maid, for she was a wife and mother OF
seven sons, and three daughters And !
have been informed by those who know,
that her children are mentally, morally
and physically superior to the common
herd
Mrs. Stanton was the opposite in per
sonal appearance to her great cOadjutor,
heing quite stout, with an abundance of
fined in an invisible net. Her complexion
was very fine and her features good. She
was neatly and becomingly dressed in
linen suit, with immaculate collar and
cuffs, she too had beautiful hands.
When became known at the Suffrage
Parlors as one of the few Southern women
10, had J,r,J tn +ho n,,l
a contributor to their beloved "Woman's
Journal, was of course made much Of and
always received a special invitation to all
meetings. Here had the pleasure of hear
ing Mrs. Lvermore, Miss Anthony, Mrs.
Stanton, Phoebe Couzzens, Jane Ellen
Foster, Lucy Stone, Fred Douglass Senator
Anthony, and others of less celebrity, whose
names | have forgotten.
was much astonished on Thursday last,
while sitting in the grove at Rosebank, to
be Weakened from doze, superinduced by
the excessive heat and the monotonous rise
and fall of We orator. by the startling admo-
milton which said orator delivered to
parents there assembled, "to train up their
daughters in such manner, that they
would not develop into Susan B. An
thonys," as if Susan, were some kind OF
abnormal development. Some kind of un
comfortable wild cat which roamed about
devouling the innocent, instead of the
noble, true-hearted champion of her down
trodden sex, which she is.
The orator did not state what characters
to avoid initiating, in the training of the
sons. Did not speak of the defaulting
bankers and manipulators of false election
returns, etc, now languishing in prisons
and penitentiaries. The character of Susan
B. Anthony is above reproach. She is a
woman of whom the United States of
America, has Just reason to be proud
Her never having married and reared a
family, is one of the accidents of life, liable
to overtake anybody And the orator
ought to have more chivalry in his heart
and kindness in his soul, than to refer to
what is more often misfortune than
fault
Susan B. Anthony is still in the field
commanding her division with the old time