o matter how many babies
cry you must not say one word or it will be taken as an insult to
motherhood." That afternoon I gave a little talk. The church was
crowded and there were so many children it seemed as if every
family had twins. There were at least six of them crying at the top
of their lungs. The louder they cried, the louder I yelled; and the
louder I yelled, the louder they cried, for they were scared.
Finally a gentleman asked, "Don't you want those children taken
out?" "O, no," said I, "there is nothing that inspires me so much
as the music of children's voices," and although a number of men
protested, I would not allow one of them taken from the room. I was
bound I wouldn't lose any votes.

Among the racy anecdotes which Miss Shaw relates of that memorable
campaign, is one which shows Miss Anthony's ready retort:

Many of the halls were merely rough boards and most of them had no
seats. I never saw so many intemperate men as at ----, in front of
the stores, on the street corners, and in the saloons, and yet they
had a prohibition law! We could not get any hall to speak in--they
were all in use for variety shows--and there was no church
finished, but the Presbyterian was the furthest along and they let
us have that, putting boards across nail kegs for seats. It was
filled to overflowing and people crowded up close to the platform.
One man came in so drunk he could not stand, so he sat down on the
edge and leaned against the table. Miss Anthony gave her argument
to prove what the ballot had done for laboring men in England and
was working up to show what it would do for women in the United
States, when suddenly the man roused and said: "Now look 'ere, old
gal, we've heard 'nuf about Victoria; can't you tell's somethin'
'bout George Washington?" The people tried to hush him, but soon he
broke out again with, "We've had 'nuf of England; can't you tell's
somethin' 'bout our grand republic?" The men cried, "Put him out,
put him out!" but Miss Anthony said: "No, gentlemen, he is a
product of man's government, and I want you to see what sort you
make."

In September Carrie Chapman Catt, one of the coolest, most logical and
level-headed women who ever went into a campaign, at the request of the
State executive committee gave her opinion of the situation as follo