[Autograph:
Respectfully
Stephen H. Tyng]
Benjamin F. Wade wrote: “You may count upon any aid which I am competent to bestow to forward the object of your league. As a member of Congress, you shall have my best endeavors for your success, for a cause more honorable to human nature or one that promised more benefit to the world, never called forth the efforts of the patriot or philanthropist.” From Major-General Rosecrans came the message: “The cause in which you are engaged is sacred, and would ennoble mean and sanctify common things. You have my best wishes for continued success in your good work.”
[Autograph:
My hearty sympathy
In extreme haste,
Very Sincerely
Geo Thompson]
In December, 1863, Miss Anthony went to Philadelphia to attend the great meeting which celebrated the thirtieth anniversary of the founding of the American Anti-Slavery Society, and was strengthened and encouraged by the lofty and enthusiastic addresses and the renewed expressions of friendship and fealty to herself.
The work of securing the petitions was rapidly and energetically pushed during the winter and spring of 1864. Miss Anthony gave all her time to the office.[33] During the year and a half of her arduous labors, she received from the Hovey Committee $12 a week. As she boarded with Mrs. Stanton at a reduced price she managed to keep her expenses within this limit. She writes home: “I go to a restaurant near by for lunch every noon. I take always strawberries with two tea-rusks. Today I said, ’All this lacks is a glass of milk from my mother’s cellar,’ and the girl replied, ‘We have very nice Westchester county milk.’ So tomorrow I shall add that to my bill of fare. My lunch costs, berries, five cents, rusks five, and tomorrow the milk will be three.” There is reason to believe, however, that she often would have been glad to afford a second dish of strawberries.
The Hovey Committee sent $155, Gerrit Smith $200, Schieffelin Brothers, Druggists, $100, and Jessie Benton Fremont, $50. In her great need of funds, Miss Anthony decided to appeal to Henry Ward Beecher and she relates how, as she was wearily climbing Columbia Heights to his home, she felt a hand on her shoulder and heard a hearty voice say: “Well, old girl, what do you want now?” It was Mr. Beecher himself who, the moment she explained her mission, said: “I’ll take up a collection in Plymouth church next Sunday.” The result of this was $200. The carefully kept books still in existence show that when the accounts of the league were closed, there was a deficit of $4.72 to settle all indebtedness, and this Miss Anthony paid out of her own pocket!