she was quite willing
to match the vast majorities of women in the various religions,
false and true, with the vast majorities of men at the horse races,
variety theaters, police stations, jails and penitentiaries
throughout the country. She brought the house down with, "Too much
religion unfits women to vote! Too much vice and crime qualifies
men to vote!"

People came from far and near. Fully 3,000 were assembled in that
beautiful amphitheater decorated with the yellow and the red, white
and blue.... There hanging by itself was our national suffrage
flag, ten by fourteen feet, with its regulation red and white
stripes, and in the center of its blue corner just one great golden
star, Wyoming, blazing out all alone. Every cottage in the camp was
festooned with yellow, and when at night the Chinese lanterns on
the piazzas were lighted, Lily Dale was as gorgeous as any Fourth
of July, all in honor of Woman's Day and her coming freedom and
equality.

Our hosts, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Skidmore, are the center of things
at Lily Dale, and right royal are they in their hospitality as well
as their love of liberty for all. This camp has been in existence
twelve summers, there has been no police force, and no disturbance
ever has occurred. Every one is left to his own sense of propriety
of behavior and every one behaves properly.

Miss Anthony still intended, however, to remain at home and in the
intervals when she was not coaxed away no bride ever enjoyed more fully
her first experiment at housekeeping. All the forty years of travelling
up and down the face of the earth had not eradicated from her nature the
domestic tastes, and she loved every nook and corner of the old home
made new, going from room to room, putting the finishing touches here
and there, and fairly revelling in the sense of possession. Hospitality
was her strongest instinct, and during all these years she had accepted
so much from her friends in Rochester and elsewhere without being able
to return it, that now she wanted to entertain everybody and all at
once. The diary speaks often of ten and twelve at the table for dinner
or tea, and Miss Mary, who constituted the committee of ways and means,
was quite overwhelmed with the new regime. The story in the journal runs
like this:

Our dear old friends, Sarah Willis and Mary Hallowell, shared our