anything else.
The rights and wrongs of her sex seemed to completely possess her and to
dominate all her thoughts and acts.

On the platform she spoke with characteristic earnestness and at times
with such intensity as to awe her audience, if not compel conviction.
She had an inexhaustible fund of information in regard to current
affairs, and dates and data for all things. She spoke with great
rapidity and forcefulness; her command of language was remarkable and
her periods were all well-rounded and eloquently delivered. No
thoughtful person could hear her without being convinced of her honesty
and the purity of her motive. Her face fairly glowed with the spirit of
her message and her soul was in her speech.

But the superb quality, the crowning virtue she possessed, was her moral
heroism.

Susan B. Anthony had this quality in an eminent degree. She fearlessly
faced the ignorant multitude or walked unafraid among those who scorned
her. She had the dignity of perfect self-reliance without a shadow of
conceit to mar it. She was a stern character, an uncompromising
personality, but she had the heart of a woman and none more tender ever
throbbed for the weak and the oppressed of earth.

No leader of any crusade was ever more fearless, loyal or uncompromising
than Susan B. Anthony and not one ever wrought more unselfishly or under
greater difficulties for the good of her kind and for the progress of
the race.

I did not see Miss Anthony again until I shook hands with her at the
close of my address in Rochester, but a short time before she passed to
other realms. She was the same magnificent woman, but her locks had
whitened and her kindly features bore the traces of age and infirmity.

Her life-work was done and her sun was setting!

How beautiful she seemed in the quiet serenity of her sunset!

Twenty-five years before she drank to its dregs the bitter cup of
persecution, but now she stood upon the heights, a sad smile lighting
her sweet face, amidst the acclaims of her neighbors and the plaudits of
the world.

Susan B. Anthony freely consecrated herself to the service of humanity;
she was a heroine in the highest sense and her name deserves a place
among the highest on the scroll of the immortals.

LOUIS TIKAS--LUDLOW'S HERO AND MARTYR.

Appeal to Reason, September 4, 1915.

"And now that the cloud settled upon Saint Antoine which a
momentary gleam had driven from his sacred countenance, t