was the coveted opportunity!  And then to have such a recognition of her ability by this body of men and women, who represented the brains and conscience of this period of reforms, was the highest compliment she could receive.  The salary, even though small, would relieve her from the pressing anxiety of making each day’s work pay its own expenses, and while she should be laboring in a reform in which she was greatly interested, she could at the same time even more effectually advance the cause which lay nearest to her heart.  But the woman’s rights meetings already announced by posters, what should be done in regard to them?  She finally decided to hold them during January with Frances D. Gage, initiate her and then leave her to fill the remainder of the winter’s engagements.  So she accepted Mr. May’s offer and at his request planned a route and arranged meetings for a number of speakers.  Stephen S. Foster wrote, “I shall give myself entirely into your power, only stipulating for the liberty of speech.”

[Autograph:  Stephen S. Foster]

Miss Anthony started with Mrs. Gage January 4, 1856.  As many of their meetings were off the railroad, there was a hard siege ahead of them.  The diary says:  “January 8:  Terribly cold and windy; only a dozen people in the hall; had a social chat with them and returned to our hotel.  Lost more here at Dansville than we gained at Mount Morris.  So goes the world....  January 9:  Mercury 12 deg. below zero but we took a sleigh for Nunda.  Trains all blocked by snow and no mail for several days, yet we had a full house and good meeting.”  Extracts from one or two letters written home will give some idea of this perilous journey: 

    HALL’S CORNERS, January 11, 8-1/2 o’clock.

Just emerged from a long line of snowdrifts and stepped at this little country tavern, supped and am now roasting over a hot stove.  Oh, oh, what an experience!  No trains running and we have had a thirty-six mile ride in a sleigh.  Once we seemed lost in a drift full fifteen feet deep.  The driver went on ahead to a house, and there we sat shivering.  When he returned we found he had gone over a fence into a field, so we had to dismount and plough through the snow after the sleigh; then we reseated ourselves, but oh, the poor horses!...

    WENDTE’S STATION, January 14, 12-1/2 o’clock P. M.

Well, well, good folks at home, these surely are the times that try women’s souls.  After writing you last, the snows fell and the winds blew and the cars failed to go and come at their appointed hours.  We could have reached Warsaw if the omnibus had had the energy to come for us.  The train, however, got no farther than Warsaw, where it stuck in a snowdrift eleven feet deep and a hundred long, but we might have kept that engagement at least.  Friday morning we went to the station; no trains and no hope of any, but a man said he could get us to Attica in time for