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Stevens and myself in further consideration of the matter with Miss Blackwell and a few warm friends of the Journal: With the single exception of the Irish Citizen, the Woman's Journal is the only suffrage paper in existence which has no organization back of it. Jus Suffragii has the International Woman Suffrage Alliance. The Woman Voter has the New York Woman Suffrage Party.
Among the Friends and the Shakers women like Lucretia Mott and Anne Lee preached; and among the primitive Methodists and similar bodies women were always permitted to exhort; but the first regularly ordained woman in the United States appears to have been Rev. Antoinette Brown Blackwell, of the Congregational Church who was ordained in 1852. In 1864 Rev.
I heard he had some secret, so one night I takes him up to Farrell's and gets him stewed and he tells me. Then when I wants to use it, bingo! there I am with the goods." "And the girl Betty Blackwell what did she have to do with it?" pursued Craig. "Did you get into the office, learn Langhorne's habits, and so on, from her?" Dopey Jack looked at us in disgust.
From all parts of the country, women responded to their call. The veteran antislavery and woman's rights worker, Angelina Grimké Weld, came out of her retirement for the meeting. Ernestine Rose, the ever faithful, was on hand. Lucy Stone and Antoinette Brown Blackwell were there, and the popular Hutchinson family, famous for their stirring abolition songs. They helped Susan and Mrs.
"I am sure," he soliloquised while thus employed, "I don't know exactly what to do, my wife ought to decide matters where the girl is concerned; a son is another affair that's the use of a wife. Humph!" "Sir," said a fat servant, opening the door, "a gentleman wishes to see you upon very particular business." "Business at this hour! Tell him to go to Mr. Blackwell." "Yes, sir."
He sealed this letter, and gave it to the woman. "Oh, by the by," said she, "I had forgot; the Doctor said that if you would send for him, he would be most happy to call on you, and give you any advice." "Very well." "And what shall I say to Mr. Blackwell?" "That he may tell his employer to remember our last interview." With that Philip took up his bundle and strode from the house.
Notwithstanding Barrett's assurance I was vaguely disturbed as I climbed the hill to the Everton cottage. Blackwell had proved to be a veritable bull-dog in the long-drawn-out fight, and the tenacity with which he was holding on was ominous. Why the Lawrenceburg people should make such a determined struggle to wipe us out was beyond my comprehension.
"Kick her again, gentlemen. Me, I'm plumb tired of that little song of mine, 'Good here'." Stone stayed. Curly did not come in. Cranston showed his openers and laid down his hand. Blackwell hesitated, then raised again. "Reckon I'm content to trail along," Cullison admitted, pushing in the necessary chips.
About 400 persons gathered from various States, even California being represented. Her niece, Mrs. Phebe Stone Beeman, president of the Warren Political Equality Club, presided and there were addresses by Mrs. Livermore, Mr. Blackwell, the Rev. Mary A. Safford and others. The beautiful weather and the beautiful scenery combined with the beautiful memories to make it a memorable occasion. Mrs.
"I am sure," he soliloquised while thus employed, "I don't know exactly what to do, my wife ought to decide matters where the girl is concerned; a son is another affair that's the use of a wife. Humph!" "Sir," said a fat servant, opening the door, "a gentleman wishes to see you upon very particular business." "Business at this hour! Tell him to go to Mr. Blackwell." "Yes, sir."
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