valuable services were given at a minimum price, Mrs. Stanton received no salary and Miss Anthony drew out only what she was compelled to use for her actual expenses.  She was exhausted in mind and body from the long and relentless persecution of those who once had been her co-workers, but to the world she showed still the old indomitable spirit.  Her letters to friends and relatives at this time, appealing for funds to carry on the paper, are heart-breaking.  A dearly loved Quaker cousin, Anson Lapham, of Skaneateles, loaned her at different times $4,000.  To him she wrote: 

My paper must not, shall not go down.  I am sure you believe in me, in my honesty of purpose, and also in the grand work which The Revolution seeks to do, and therefore you will not allow me to ask you in vain to come to the rescue.  Yesterday’s mail brought forty-three subscribers from Illinois and twenty from California.  We only need time to win financial success.  I know you will save me from giving the world a chance to say, “There is a woman’s rights failure; even the best of women can’t manage business.”  If I could only die, and thereby fail honorably, I would say “amen,” but to live and fail—­it would be too terrible to bear.

To Francis G. Shaw, of Staten Island, who sent $100, she wrote:  “I wonder why it is that I must forever feel compelled to take the rough things of the world.  Why can’t I excuse myself from the overpowering and disagreeable struggles?  I can not tell, but after such a day as yesterday, my heart fails me—­almost.  Then I remember that the promise is to those only who hold out to the end—­and nerve myself to go forward.  I am grateful nowadays for every kind word and every dollar.”  On the back is inscribed:  “My pride would not let me send this, and I substituted merely a cordial note of thanks.”  Her letters home during this dark period are too sacred to be given to the public.  The mother and sisters were distressed beyond expression at the merciless criticism and censure with which she had been assailed, and begged her to withdraw from it all to the seclusion of her own pleasant home, but when she persisted in standing by her ship, they aided her with every means in their power.  Her sister Mary loaned her the few thousands she had been able to save by many years’ hard work in the schoolroom, and the mother contributed from her small estate.

Her brother Daniel R., a practical newspaper man, assured her that he was ready at any time to be one of a stock company to support the paper, but that it was useless to sink any more money in the shape of individual subscriptions.  He urged her to cut down expenses, make it a semi-monthly or monthly if necessary, but not to go any more deeply in debt, saying:  “I know how earnest you are, but you stand alone.  Very few think with you, and they are not willing to risk a dollar.  You have put in your all and all you can borrow, and all is swallowed up.  You are making no provision for