, 1820, when Susan B. Anthony was born, Emerson was a
youth of seventeen; Henry Ward Beecher was a child of seven and
Harriet Beecher Stowe a year his junior; Wendell Phillips was nine,
Whittier thirteen, and Wm. Lloyd Garrison fifteen years of age.
Elizabeth Cady Stanton was four years old, and Lucy Stone, Julia
Ward Howe and James Russell Lowell were Miss Anthony's predecessors
in this world only by one or two years. Margaret Fuller was ten,
Abraham Lincoln was eleven, and thus, between 1803-20, inclusive,
were born a remarkable group of people--a galaxy whose influence on
their century has been unequalled in any age or in any country,
since that of Pericles and his associates in the golden age of
Greece. It is only now, as the work of these immortals begins to
assume something of the definite outline of completeness; as some
results of the determining forces for which this great galaxy has
stood, begin to be discerned, that we can adequately recognize how
important to the century their lives have been. There are
undoubtedly high spirits sent to earth with a definite service to
render to their age and generation; a service that prepares the way
for the next ascending round on the great cycle of progress, and it
is no exaggeration to say that Susan B. Anthony is one of these....

[Illustration: Autograph: "I am always faithfully yours, Lilian
Whiting."]

Even brief quotations must be omitted for want of space, but this from
the Rochester Democrat and Chronicle, Charles E. Fitch, editor, is
entitled to a place as the sentiment in the city where Miss Anthony had
made her home for nearly half a century:

The occasion is a notable one. It is in honor of one of the noblest
women of her time. The day is past when Susan B. Anthony is met
with ridicule. She is honored everywhere. Consistent earnestness
will, at the last if not at the first, command respect. Slowly but
surely, Miss Anthony has won that respect from her countrymen. The
cause of the emancipation of women, for which she has labored so
long and so zealously, is not yet triumphant, nor is it probable
that she will live to see woman suffrage the rule of the land; but
at threescore years and ten, she may freely cherish the faith that
it is a conquering cause, destined some day to be vindicated in the
organic law of the