[Illustration: Harriet Taylor Upson (Signed "Faithfully Yours Harriet
Taylor Winston")]

Two deaths in 1890 affected Miss Anthony most deeply. Ellen H. Sheldon,
of Washington, for a number of years had served as national recording
secretary and had endeared herself to all. She was a clerk in the War
Department and her entire time outside business hours was devoted to
gratuitous work for the association. Her reports were accurate and
discriminating and Miss Anthony felt in her death the loss of a
valued friend and helper. Julia T. Foster, of Philadelphia, who passed
away November 16, was as dear to her as one of her own nieces. A sweet
and beautiful woman, wealthy and accomplished, she was so modest and
retiring that her work for suffrage and the large sums of money she
contributed were known only to her most intimate friends. In remembrance
Rachel Foster Avery sent Miss Anthony all the handsome furnishings of
her sister's room.

Miss Anthony arrived in Washington January 3, 1891, and received the
usual welcome by Mr. and Mrs. Spofford. On the 24th she went to Boston
in response to an invitation to attend the Massachusetts Suffrage
Convention.[69] She reached the Parker House Sunday morning, but Wm.
Lloyd Garrison came at once and took her to his hospitable home in
Brookline, and a most fortunate thing it was. Since leaving South Dakota
she had been fighting off what seemed to be a persistent form of la
grippe and the next morning she collapsed utterly, pneumonia threatened
and she was obliged to keep her room for a week. She received the most
loving attention from her hostess, Ellen Wright Garrison, and had many
calls and numerous pleasant letters, among them the following:

What a mercy it was that you fell into the shelter and care of the
Garrisons when so serious an illness came upon you. Of course
everybody was disappointed that you could not be at the meeting so
that they might at least see you. Now that you are convalescing and
we trust on the high road to recovery we want to arrange an
informal reception at our office, so that those or some of those
who were sorry not to see you at the meeting, may have a chance to
do so. I was too tired today to go with my two, and maybe you would
have been too tired to see us if we had gone. It is not quite the
same when we are seventy-two as when we are twenty-seven; still I
am glad of what is left, and wish we might