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FAILU R E 15

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A HISTORIC PICTURE.

In this number of Progress, which in
some small degree commemorates the
ninetieth birthday of our beloved Miss
Anthony, is given her last picture. It
was taken by Mrs. C. R. Miller for the
Judge Publishing Co., of New York, as
Miss Anthony was entering the Lyric
Theatre at the time of the national con-
vention in Baltimore, just one month be-
fore her death. IVhen the third volume
of her biography was in preparation the
author was very desirous of using it be-
cause it was the only one in existence
that showed Miss Anthony in bonnet
and wrap. At the office of Judge only a
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was found, which when sent to the pub-
lishers of the book they could make no
use of. A search was then begun for the
photographer and letters followed her to
the West Indies and South America and
finally overtook her in Central America.
She gladly agreed to prepare a photo-
graph from her plates when she should
return home and the result is the beauti-
ful picture here presented.

One day when Miss Lucy Anthony was
examining the photograph critically it
seemed to her that the hands were hold-
ing ' something. Putting it under a
powerful magnifying glass she could see
distinctly a little purse! It was then
apparent that the picture had been taken

on the day described in Vol. III, page}

1396. 'It was the day of the convention
when the money was to be raised for the
Oregon campaign, and although Miss
Anthony was so ill it was not supposed
she could leave the house she astonished
everybody by appearing on the platform.
“Then contributions were called for she
came forward and holding out this little
pocket-book she said: “I want to begin
by giving you my purse. Just before I
left Rochester they gave me a birthday
party and made me a present of eighty‘
six dollars. I suppose they wanted me
to do as I like with the money and I
wish to send it to Oregon.” Afterward
the five dollar gold pieces were dis-
tributed among friends who replaced

each with ten dollars for the campaign. .

During all her life Miss Anthony set
the example of giving. How many thous—
ands of dollars she earned and gave to
the cause of woman suffrage will never
be known.
requisite was money, and so
year she gave all she had of
own and tried by every possible means
to persuade others to give.
speak today it would be to urge her loyal
followers to self-denial if need be in
order to provide the means for suffrage
work. If possible let the celebration of
her birthday on Feb. 15 be utilized for
raising money for the Susan B. Anthony
Memorial Fund. It has been suggested
that each woman give one-tenth of her

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income for that day. Let the appeal go
i And 0, there was need of the Woman

forth to every one to make an ofl'cring on
this birthday in reverence and thankful-

ness for the heroic life of Susan I}. An-

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MISS SUSAN B. ANTHONY, Feb. 10, 1906.

(Copyright by Judge Co.)

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“CROWNED IS SHE AND SAINTED."

Memorial Poem to Susan B. Anthony, by Prof. John Russell Hayes.

ROIVNED is she and sainted

C In heavenly halls above
% Who freely gave for her sisters
A life of boundless love.

 

I saw a strange rich vision,
I heard strange music ring,
As I dreamed o’er my well-loved poets
On a night in the early spring.
I mused o’er the great-souled Wordsworth,
(To me he is half divine!)
And I found once again in his pages
The song with the beautiful line
That tells of the Perfect “Toman
In whose spirit blithe and bright
There shines like a consecration
A gleam of angelic light.

And I seemed to behold in my vision
The sorrows of all the years;
I heard the women pleading,
Pleading with soft, warm tears;
And ever above the praying,
Above the sorrowful song,
And the tender, wistful grieving
For the long, long years of wrong,
I heard them speak of the leader
In whose spirit rare and bright
Should shine like a consecration
A gleam of angelic light.

I saw the nation toiling
In grief and darkness lost,
Like a 'ship on the pathless ocean
O’erwhelmed and tempest tossed.
There was need of a faithful pilot,
There was need of a God-sent hand,
To guide o’er the pathless ocean,
To guide to the longed-for land;

In whose spirit sweet and bright
Should shine like a benediction
A gleam of angelic light.

Like pilgrims wandering the woodlands

In a country wild and strange,
Who daily front new dangers

And sigh for the blessed change
Of kind and friendly faces,

Of dreamed-of comrades dear,
The comfort of friendly firesides

And pleasant household cheer;
So sighed the toiling people

For her in whose spirit bright
Should shine like a consecration

A gleam of angelic light.

And then I saw in my vision
How the mighty of earth grew proud;
They scorned their humbler brethren,
They laughed at the lowly crowd.
Ah me, to think of the folly
And fashion that fill our days!
Ah me, to think of our scorning
Our fathers’ simpler ways!
A’h me, to think of the greedy
And godless kings of the mart,
And then to think of our hunger
For one great human heart!

The land was weak and helpless,
It lacked the leader true
“7110 should cure it of its blindness,
“7110 should break a pathway through
The wall of outward tradition
That still around us stands
Ready to yield and crumble
At the touch of 'heroic hands—
The hands-of noble heroes,
Fearless and great and strong,
Who shall heal the old-time evils
And the centuries of wrong.
In my vision I saw those heroes,
And there by the men of might
Stood their sisters consecrated,
\Vith eyes of angelic light.

And was one sister foremost
Among those women there?

And who was she whose bearing
Made her seem so queenly fair?

\Vas it high-souled Mary Lyon
Uplifting her sisters’ lot?

IVas it the saintly Quaker,

. Our own Lucretia, Mott?

Was it noble Frances Willard
W’ho strove as angels may?

\Vas it the loved and lost one
\Vhose passing we mourn today?

Nay, none of any was foremost,
But hand in blessed hand

They stood as Olympian women
On old Greek friezes stand.

All shared a common glory,
All were linked by the fate

That gave them names undying
In the annals of the State.

But the newest comer among them
Gazed round and serenely smiled

As her sisters turned to greet 'her
\Vith heavenly motions mild.

And then my vision faded,
And a lordly melody rolled,
As down celestial vistas
The saintly company strolled.
But the face of that latest comer
' I longest kept in sight—
So ardent with consecration,
So lit with angelic light.
And I woke from my wonderous Vision,
And 0, my heart beat strong!
I had seen the Perfect Woman
Of VVordsworth’s beautiful song.

Crowned is she ,and sainted
In heavenly halls above
“7110 freely gave for her sisters
A life of boundless love.

-——From Vol. III. of the Life and Work.

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THE NA TIONAL
PRESIDENT’S LETTER

On Feb. 15 will occur the ninetieth
birthday of Miss Susan B. Anthony.
Four years have passed since our glorious
leader folded her hands in what we call
an eternal rest—four of the most event-
ful years in the history of the struggle
for woman’s political freedom. In re-
viewing these years of unequal prog‘
ress we can but recall Miss Anthony’s
words just before her going from us:

I don’t know much about the other
life. Some people think they know
a great deal and they tell us what
will and will not happen. I cannot
say, but this I do believe, that if any-
one there can help or influence these
who are left behind in this life, I will
come to you. If the existence beyond
the grave is, as most of us believe, a
conscious existence, I do not see how my
interest in this cause can change or why
I should desire less to work for it than
when I am here in the body. I am sure
that in every effort for woman’s free-
dom and better service to the world I
shall be as deeply concerned as I have
been here, if there is any way of know-
ing about it, and if it is possible I will
always be where I am most needed.

What changes these years have
wrought! Four years ago the public did
not concern itself about woman suffrage.
Today it is one of the great problems.
We overhear it in railway trains above
the din of driving wheels; it is pounded
into our ears in street cars and jolting
omnibuses; it is presented in the drama
and discoursed upon between the
acts; it is discussed in every morning
paper, and is one of the leading topics in
magazines which advertise themselves
through the interest taken in our cause.
The pulpit rings with it. There is no
club gathering of either men or women
to which it has not been presented, or
If; not" .‘Iuiting its ep‘pnzt‘zmity U
hear about it. Suffrage writers and lec-
turers are beseiged on every hand and' are
not able to respond to half the calls made.’

Large groups ofwvomen of all classes
are not only presenting their names for
membership and donating their money
to help the cause, but what is better are
giving themselves and are asking: “What
is there that I can do to hasten the com-
ing of woman’s politicalfreedom ?”

\Vithin these four years, through the
granting of full suffrage, women have
been elected to the parliaments of Fin-
land and Norway; they hold the offices of
Mayor, Aldermen and other municipal
positions in Great Britain, ~Norway,
Sweden, Denmark and Iceland through
the extension of municipal suffrage and
the granting of eligibility. In the
United States there is constantly exten-
sion of limited suffrage.

The whole subject has changed from
one of academic discussion to one of prac-
tical political methods. Men who have
too long allowed women to struggle
alone without any organized or concerted
action on their part, despite the splendid
aid which individual men have given
from the beginning, are now recognizing
their responsibility and are forming
societies to supplement our efforts.

The center of battle is changing. It is
no longer confined to the far West but is
moving eastward, and it is the opinion
of many that the decisive battle will be
fought on the Atlantic coast rather than
beyond the Mississippi.

If in the next four years our cause
progresses as rapidly as it has done in
the past four—since that day when for
the last time Miss Anthony addressed a
public audience and uttered the immor—
tal words—“Failure is impossible”—then
shall we witness the fulfilment of the
dream of the forefathers and mothers—
the dawn of a true democracy in which
each citizen may claim the right to life
with the opportunity to earn a living—
the right to liberty with the opportunity
for development through self-expression
——the right to happiness by service to
the country through citizenship.

I cannot close without quoting almost
the last words of Miss Anthony—“It is
coming—no power on earth can prevent it
—but the time of its coming will depend
upon the loyalty and devotion of the
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