we began to talk I found her frank, cordial, and full of magnetism.
She is self-conscious about her English, but really speaks our language
very well. Her great interest at the time was in improving the condition
of the peasants near her home. She talked of this work and of her books
and of the Council programme with such friendly intimacy that when we
parted I felt that I had always known her.

At the Hague Council in 1913 I was the guest of Mrs. Richard Halter, to
whom I am also indebted for a beautiful and wonderful motor journey from
end to end of Holland, bringing up finally in Amsterdam at the home of
Dr. Aletta Jacobs. Here we met two young Holland women, Miss Boissevain
and Rosa Manus, both wealthy, both anxious to help their countrywomen,
but still a little uncertain as to the direction of their efforts. They
came to Mrs. Catt and me and asked our advice as to what they should
do, with the result that later they organized and put through, largely
unaided, a national exposition showing the development of women's work
from 1813 to 1913. The suffrage-room at this exposition showed the
progress of suffrage in all parts of the world; but when the Queen of
Holland visited the building she expressed a wish not to be detained in
this room, as she was not interested in suffrage. The Prince Consort,
however, spent much time in it, and wanted the whole suffrage movement
explained to him, which was done cheerfully and thoroughly by Miss
Boissevain and Miss Manus. The following winter, when the Queen read her
address from the throne, she expressed an interest in so changing the
Constitution of Holland that suffrage might possibly be extended to
women. We felt that this change of heart was due to the suffrage-room
arranged by our two young friends--aided, probably, by a few words from
the Prince Consort!

Immediately after these days at Amsterdam we started for Budapest to
attend the International Alliance Convention there, and incidentally we
indulged in a series of two-day conventions en route--one at Berlin,
one at Dresden, one at Prague, and one at Vienna. At Prague I disgraced
myself by being in my hotel room in a sleep of utter exhaustion at the
hour when I was supposed to be responding to an address of welcome by
the mayor; and the high-light of the evening session in that city falls
on the intellectual brow of a Bohemian lady who insisted on making her
address in the Czech language, which she poured forth for exactly