After this May Anniversary Miss Anthony prepared to go before the New York Constitutional Convention with speeches and petitions for the recognition of women in the new constitution.  The necessary arrangements involved an immense amount of labor, and her diary says:  “My trips from Albany to New York and back are like the flying of the shuttle in the loom of the weaver.”  At this hearing, June 27, 1867, after Mrs. Stanton had finished her address she announced that they would answer any questions, whereupon Mr. Greeley said in his drawling monotone:  “Miss Anthony, you know the ballot and the bullet go together.  If you vote, are you ready to fight?” Instantly she retorted:  “Yes, Mr. Greeley, just as you fought in the late war—­at the point of a goose-quill!” After the merriment had subsided, he continued:  “When should this inalienable right of suffrage commence for young men and foreigners?  Have we the right to say when it shall begin?” Miss Anthony replied:  “My right as a human being is as good as that of any other human being.  If you have a right to vote at twenty-one, then I have.  All we ask is that you shall take down the bars and let the women and the negroes in, then we will settle all these matters.”  The Tribune report said this was received with “loud and prolonged applause.”

Miss Anthony continued with great vivacity:  “Can you show me any class possessed of the franchise which is shut out of schools or degraded in the labor market, or any class but women and negroes denied any privilege they show themselves possessed of capacity to attain?  Since you refuse to grant woman’s demand, tell her the reason why.  Men sell their votes; but did any one ever hear of their selling their right to vote?  We demand that you shall recognize woman’s capacity to vote.”  The newspaper account ended:  “She closed by demanding the right to vote for women as an inalienable one, and predicted that from its exercise would follow the happiest results to man, to woman, to the country, to the world at large; and took her seat amidst warm expressions of approval.”  In writing to her mother of this occasion she said: 

[Illustration:  Elizabeth Cady Stanton]

We had to rush up by Wednesday night’s boat, without any preparation, and passed the ordeal last night, members asking questions and stating objections.  At the close the cheerful face and cordial hand of our good Mr. Reynolds were presented to me.  Mr. Ely also came up to be introduced, saying he knew my father and brother well, but had never had the pleasure of my acquaintance.  Ah, when my “wild heresies” become “fashionable orthodoxies,” won’t my acquaintance be a pleasure to other Rochester people, too?  George William Curtis was delighted—­said the impression made upon the members was vastly beyond anything he had imagined possible.  It is always a great comfort to feel that we have not distressed our cultured friends.

Mrs. Stanton is going to slip out to