ST TRIP TO THE PACIFIC COAST.

1871.

At the close of the New York convention Miss Anthony, Rev. Olympia
Brown and Josephine S. Griffing went with Mrs. Hooker to Hartford for a
short visit, which it may be imagined was one protracted "business
session." Then Miss Anthony hastened to her own home to prepare for a
long journey, as she and Mrs. Stanton had decided to make a lecture
tour through California. She left Rochester the last day of May, and
met Mrs. Stanton in Chicago where a reception was given them by the
suffrage club, in its elegant new headquarters. They spoke in a number
of cities en route and attended numerous handsome receptions held in
their honor. At Denver they were entertained by Governor and Mrs.
McCook. Their audiences were large and enthusiastic, the press
respectful and often cordial and appreciative.[58] At Laramie City they
were accompanied to the station by a hundred women whom Mrs. Stanton
addressed from the platform. A letter written by Miss Anthony during
the journey contains these beautiful paragraphs:

We have a drawing-room all to ourselves, and here we are just as
cozy and happy as lovers. We look at the prairie schooners slowly
moving along with ox-teams, or notice the one lone cabin-light on
the endless plains, and Mrs. Stanton will say: "In all that there
is real bliss, if only the two are perfect equals, two loving
people, neither assuming to control the other." Yes, after all,
life is about one and the same thing, whether in the prairie
schooner and sod cabin, or the Fifth Avenue palace. Love for and
faith in each other alone can make either a heaven, and without
these any home is a hell. It is not the outside things which make
life, but the inner, the spirit of love which casteth out all
devils and bringeth in all angels.

Ever since 4 o'clock this morning we have been moving over the soil
that is really the land of the free and the home of the
brave--Wyoming, the Territory in which women are the recognized
political equals of men. Women here can say: "What a magnificent
country is ours, where every class and caste, color and sex, may
find equal freedom, and every woman sit under her own vine and fig
tree." What a blessed attainment at last; and that it should be
here among these everlasting mountains, midway between the Atlantic
and Pacific, seems significant of the true growth of the
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