y those who are aware of the great and beneficent changes made
in the laws relating to the rights of property, for instance, can
at all estimate the good accomplished by these brave women. Almost
all the leaders in the movement are gone. Mrs. Stanton and Miss
Anthony, both elderly women, now remain in the work, and Miss
Anthony alone still labors with the old-time zeal and freedom. She
is at her best mentally and physically, and is likely to live many
years to follow up the work she is now doing. The best lesson that
women can learn from her life is that success in any one thing is
secured only by the sacrifice of many others, and that for a woman
to reach the highest place in her chosen pursuit is for her to work
with an eye single to it, counting it a privilege to forego
pleasures and affections which tend to distract and divide
attention. Miss Anthony knew this secret of success, as she has
proven.

When the history of the reform work done in this country in this
century is written, no individual laborer will have higher praise
than that which belongs to Miss Anthony. Honest, sincere, tolerant
and kind, she has won the homage of her adversaries; for while
there is but a small minority of men and women who believe in woman
suffrage, there are none who fail to pay tribute to the sterling
qualities of this representative woman.

The Kansas City Journal said good-by in these graceful words: "Susan B.
Anthony will celebrate her sixty-third birthday tomorrow, and in a few
days will sail for England.... She goes abroad a republican
queen--uncrowned to be sure, but none the less of the blood royal, and
we have faith that the noblest men and women of Europe will at once
recognize and welcome her as their equal. Fair winds waft her over the
sea and home again!"

The two ladies sailed from Philadelphia on the morning of February 23,
and a special dispatch to the New York Times thus announced their
departure:

Miss Susan B. Anthony, accompanied by Miss Rachel Foster, embarked
on the British Prince, of the American Steamship Line, at 9 o'clock
this morning, for Liverpool. Notwithstanding the cold and cheerless
weather, quite a number of persons stood patiently on the wharf,
facing the raw and snow-laden air which blew from the river,
waiting to see the steamer get under way and to catch a glim