his happiness was the
desire of your life; find comfort in the blessed memories of his tender
and never-failing love and care for you in all these beautiful years."
But the poverty, the powerlessness of words in times like this!

And so the old year rolled into the past and the record was finished.
Among the letters which came to cheer its close, was one from Mary Lowe
Dickinson, which ended:

In every way, in all this work, how grandly you stood by and helped
me! Some day you will understand how grateful I am, and how
thoroughly I appreciate the support, moral and other, that you have
given me. I know this holiday season will bring you a great many
loving souvenirs from all over the world, and I haven't sent you
anything at all; but I have a gift for you, notwithstanding, a gift
of loyal reverence for the grand outspoken bravery of your life and
service, a gift of genuine gratitude for what you have been and
what you have done, and an affection that has been growing ever
since my first talk with you in Chicago. This is quite a
declaration for a reserved woman, but it is as sincere as it is
unusual, and I wish you all sorts of blessings for the New Year,
and most of all that it may show great progress in the work which
lies so close to your heart.

And this from her beloved friend, Mrs. Leland Stanford:

It is needless for me to express all I feel in regard to your
tender and long-continued friendship. I always prized it when I had
my dear husband by my side to help me bear the burdens and sorrows
of life, but now, standing as I do alone with the weighty cares and
sacred duties depending upon me, I cherish your sympathy, your
friendship and your tender words as an evidence of God's love. He
can instigate and guide hearts to reach out sustaining helpfulness
to His children, who need just such support as you have given me.
Long years past and gone, you and Mrs. Stanton were appreciated and
extolled by my husband more than you ever realized. He predicted
twenty years ago what has now come, and mainly through the
instrumentality of yourself and her--the advancement and elevation
of womanhood--and we are only on the eve of what is to follow in
the twentieth century.

[Illustration: Autograph: "Leland Stanford"]

Miss Anthony was very glad to go back to Washington with the annual
c