of the United States!  Women have been degraded so long they have lost all self-respect.  If we love the black man as well as ourselves we shall fulfill the Bible injunction.  The anti-slavery requirement to love him better is a little too much for human nature.

A few members of the executive board of the Equal Rights Association made a strong attempt to prevent the editors of The Revolution from occupying the room at No. 37 Park Row, used for their headquarters.  Miss Anthony soon showed, however, that she had made herself personally responsible for the rent, that while she was overwhelmed with the work of the Kansas campaign letters were continually sent her asking if she could not somehow get the money to pay it, and that as soon as she returned, she borrowed $100 on her own note and paid it in full.  So she held possession and the committee, after voting itself out at one session, voted itself back at the next, and finally abandoned the room.

On the very day the first copy of The Revolution appeared, Mr. Train announced that he was going to England immediately.  Miss Anthony says in her diary:  “My heart sank within me; only our first number issued and our strongest helper and inspirer to leave us!  This is but another discipline to teach us that we must stand on our own feet.”  Mr. Train gave her $600 and assured her that he had arranged with Mr. Melliss to supply all necessary funds during his short absence, but she felt herself invested with a heavy responsibility.  A few days later Mrs. Stanton said in a letter to a friend: 

Our paper has a monied basis of $50,000 and men who understand business to push it.  Train is engaging writers and getting subscribers in Europe.  It will improve in every way when we are thoroughly started.  Just now we are fighting for our life among reformers; they pitch into us without mercy.  We are trying to make the Democrats take up our question, for that is the only way to move the Republicans.  Subscribers come in rapidly, beyond our most sanguine expectations.  The press in the main is cordial, but looks askance at a political paper edited by a woman.  If we had started a “Lily” or a “Rosebud” and remained in the region of sentiment, we should have been eulogized to the skies, but here is something dangerous.

Instead of Mr. Train’s securing writers and subscribers in Europe, he was arrested for complicity with the Fenians the moment he made his first speech, and spent the year in a Dublin jail.  He wrote that the finding of fifty copies of The Revolution in his possession was an additional reason for his arrest, as the officials did not stop to read a word, the name was sufficient.  While Mr. Train continued his contributions to the paper during his residence in jail, he was not able to meet his financial obligations to it.  Mr. Melliss made heroic efforts to pay in his quota, but the days were full of anxiety for everybody connected with The Revolution.  Miss