en to Providence
to see Mrs. Davis. Beached there late at night, woke her up and we
talked till morning. She was terribly distressed at the thought of
giving up the decade and in the morning I telegraphed to New York
that it _must_ go on.... Went there by first train, had all the
newspaper notices of its abandonment countermanded and new ones put
in, and an item sent out by Associated Press. Too late for last
train to Tenafly and had to hire a carriage to take me there.

Her time was then divided between working on speeches with Mrs. Stanton
and rushing over to New York to prepare for this meeting. On October 19
she writes: "Ground out the resolutions, and took the afternoon train
for the city. Met Martha Wright and Mrs. Davis at the St. James Hotel."

There was a great reception the next afternoon in the hotel parlors,
and the convention met at Apollo Hall, October 21, the whole of the
arrangements having been made in three weeks. Mrs. Davis presided,
everybody had been brought into line and it was a notable gathering.
Cordial and approving letters to Mrs. Davis were read from Jacob
Bright, Canon Kingsley, Frances Power Cobbe, Emily Faithfull, Mary
Somerville, Emelie J. Meriman (afterwards the wife of Pere Hyacinthe),
and other distinguished foreigners. Miss Anthony spoke strongly against
their identifying themselves with either of the parties until it had
declared for woman suffrage, urging them to accept every possible help
from both but to form no alliance, as had been proposed. The feature of
the occasion was "The History of the Woman's Rights Movement for Twenty
Years," carefully prepared by Mrs. Davis.[56] In addition to this
valuable work, she contributed $300 to the expenses of the meeting. It
was an unqualified success and her letters were full of warmest
gratitude to Miss Anthony.

In November the latter resumed her lecturing tour which was arranged by
Elizabeth Brown, who had been her head clerk in The Revolution office.
The first of December she attended the Northwestern Woman Suffrage
Convention at Detroit. Here she received a telegram to hasten home and
arrived just in time to stand by the death-bed of a dear nephew, Thomas
King McLean, twenty-one years old, brother of the beloved Ann Eliza who
had died a few years before, and only son of her sister Guelma. He was
a senior of brilliant promise in Rochester University. His death was a
heavy blow to all the family and one from