She spoke at Lawrence in the Unitarian and the Congregational churches, and August 1, the thirty-first anniversary of England’s emancipation of the slaves in the West Indies, she addressed an immense audience in a grove near Leavenworth.  She discussed the changed condition of the colored people and their new rights and duties, and called their attention to the fact that not one of the prominent politicians advertised was there; pointed out that if they possessed the ballot and could vote these men into or out of office, all would be eager for an opportunity to address them; and then drew a parallel between their political condition and that of women.  At this time she received a second intimation of what was to come, when prominent Republicans called upon her and insisted that hereafter she should not bring the question of woman’s rights into her speeches on behalf of the negro.

A few days afterwards Miss Anthony was seated in her brother’s office reading the papers when she learned to her amazement that several resolutions had been offered in the House of Representatives sanctioning disfranchisement on account of sex.  Up to this time the Constitution of the United States never had been desecrated by the word “male,” and she saw instantly that such action would create a more formidable barrier than any now existing against the enfranchisement of women.  She hesitated no longer but started immediately on her homeward journey, stopping in Atchison, where she was the guest of ex-Mayor Crowell.  Senator Pomeroy called, accompanied her to church and arranged for her to address the colored people next day.  She lectured also in St. Joseph, Mo.  At Chillicothe one of the editors sent word that if she would not “lash” him he would print her handbills free of charge.  Here she addressed a great crowd of colored people in a tobacco factory.  At Macon City she spoke to them in an abandoned barracks, and slept in a slab house.  Her night’s experience at Ottumwa was repeated here, except that the army of invaders were fleas.  The next day she was invited to the Methodist minister’s home and his church placed at her disposal, where she addressed a large white audience.  Of her speech in St. Louis she wrote: 

Sunday afternoon I spoke to the colored people in an old slave church in which priests used to preach “Servants, obey your masters;” and in which slaves never dared breathe aloud their hearts’ deepest prayer for freedom.  The church was built by actual slaves with money they earned working odd hours allowed them by their masters.  The greatest danger for these people now lies in being duped by the priests and Levites who used to pass them by on the other side but who, now that they have become popular prey, wildly run to and fro to do them good—­that is, get their money and give themselves easy, fat posts as superintendents, missionaries, teachers, etc.  The country is full of these soul-sharks, men who haven’t had brains enough to find