ally rank with
us--idiots, lunatics, convicts, Chinamen?

While sailing up the Columbia, Mrs. Duniway wrote Mrs. Stan ton: "Miss
Anthony has been holding large meetings in Portland, Salem and Oregon
City, and has conquered the press and brought the whole fraternity to
terms. She has also succeeded in holding important and successful
meetings at The Dalles, and is now returning with me from a series of
lectures in Walla Walla. We find the people everywhere enthusiastic and
delighted. Her fund of logic, fact and fun seems inexhaustible. She
speaks three and four consecutive evenings in one place, and each time
increases the interest. We are all justly proud of her."

At Walla Walla the church doors were closed to her but she spoke in the
schoolhouse. At Salem all the judges of the supreme court were in her
audience and afterward called on her. She had good houses everywhere
but money was hard to get, and she speaks in her letters of being
almost frantic lest she may not be able to meet her notes on January
first, "the one cherished dream of this year's work."

In a letter from Olympia describing the journey she said: "Here I am,
October 22, at the head of Puget Sound. This was my route--Portland,
down the Willamette river twelve miles to the Columbia; then down that
river one hundred miles to the mouth of the Cowlitz, Monticello; then
ninety miles stage-ride, full sixty of it over the roughest kind of
corduroy. Twenty-five miles to Pumphrey's Hotel, arriving at 6 p.m.;
supper and bed; called up at 2 o'clock, and off again at
2:30--perfectly dark--lantern on each side of coach--fourteen miles to
breakfast at 7, horses walked every step of the way; eighteen more,
walk and corduroy, to dinner; then thirty miles of splendid road, and
arrival here at 5:30 p.m." At Seattle, November 4, she wrote home:

For the first time I have seen the glory of the sunrise upon the
entire Coast Range. The whole western horizon was one fiery glow on
mountain tops, all cragged and jagged from two miles in height down
to the line of perpetual snow. It has been very tantalizing to be
on this wonderful Puget Sound these ten days, and never see the
clouds and fogs lift themselves long enough to give a vision of the
majestic mountains on either side. My one hope now is that they may
rise on both sides at the same time; but the rainy season has
fairly set in. It has rained part of every twenty-four hours sinc