le "Aunt
Susan." After they returned and a few of the younger workers most
closely associated with her began to use this name, Miss Anthony did not
object; but when it came into general use and not only older women and
comparative strangers, but men also, and the newspapers, fell into the
habit of calling her "Aunt Susan," she was very much annoyed and never
heard or saw the name without an inward protest.

[13] Among the letters was the following from Senator John J. Ingalls:
"I see by the papers that you are about to depart for Europe. Though I
do not sympathize with the opinions whose advocacy has made you famous,
yet I am not insensible to the great value of the example of your
courageous and self-denying labors to the cause of American womanhood. I
hope that none but prosperous gales may follow your ship, that your
visit may be happy, and that your life may be spared till your
aspirations are realized."

CHAPTER XXXII.

MISS ANTHONY'S EUROPEAN LETTERS.

1883.

No pen so well as Miss Anthony's own, can describe her delightful tour
abroad, and although her letters were dashed off while travelling from
point to point, or at the close of a hard day's sight-seeing, and the
entries in the diary are a mere word, they tell in a unique way her
personal impressions. Because of limited space descriptions of scenery
will be omitted in order to leave room for opinions of people and
events.

ON BOARD THE BRITISH PRINCE, February 24.

MY DEAR MRS. SPOFFORD: Here we are at noon, Friday, steaming down
Delaware Bay. We got along nicely until 3 P. M. yesterday, when we
came to a standstill. "Stuck in the mud," was the report. There we
lay until eight, when with the incoming tide we made a fruitless
attempt to get over the bar; then had to steam back up the river to
anchor, and lie there until nine this morning--twenty-four hours
almost in sight of the loved ones! It is a break from all
fastenings to friends to be thus cut loose from the wharf and
wafted out into the waters. These long hours of delay have given me
time to think of those left behind, and how very far short I have
come of doing and saying all I should have done and said....

From the diary:

Feb. 24.--The weather lovely; saloon cozy and pleasant with piano,
flowers and canaries. There are only seven passengers, among them a
Catholic priest, a dear litt