I go to Port Madison this afternoon, and on Monday to Port Gamble; back to Olympia for the Territorial Convention Wednesday; then down to Portland and thence southward.  I have traveled 1,800 miles in fifty-six days, spoken forty-two nights and many days, and I am tired, tired.  Lots of good missionary work, but not a great deal of money.

The last letter from Portland, November 16, said: 

The mortal agony of speaking again in Portland is over, but the hurt of it stings yet.  I never was dragged before an audience so utterly without thought or word as last night and, had there been any way of escape, would have taken wings or, what I felt more like, have sunk through the floor.  It was the strangest and most unaccountable condition, but nothing save bare, bald points stared me in the face.  Must stop; here is card of Herald reporter.

Before the reporter left, some ladies called, among them Mrs. Harriet W. Williams, at whose house we all used to stop in Buffalo, in the olden days of temperance work.  She is like a mother to me.  Mrs. Eliot, wife of the Unitarian minister, also came.  They formed a suffrage society here Tuesday with some of the best women as officers.  What is more and most of all I received a letter from a gentleman, enclosing testimonials from half a dozen of the prominent men of the city, asking an interview looking to marriage!  I also received a serenade from a millionaire at Olympia.  If any of the girls want a rich widower or an equally rich bachelor, here is decidedly the place to get an offer of one.  But tell brother Aaron I expect to survive them all and reach home before the New Year, as single-handed and penniless as usual.[60]

Miss Anthony was invited to address the legislature while at Olympia.  Notwithstanding her extreme need of money she donated the proceeds of one lecture to the sufferers by the Chicago fire.  Usually she had good audiences but occasionally would fall into the hands of persons obnoxious to the community and the meeting would be a failure.  She writes in her diary, “It seems impossible to escape being sacrificed by somebody.”  The press of Washington was for the most part very favorable.  The Olympia Standard said:  “We had formed a high opinion of the ability of the lady and her remarkable talent as a public speaker, and our expectations have been more than realized.  She presents her arguments in graceful and elegant language, her illustrations are ample and well chosen, and the hearer is irresistibly drawn to her conclusions....  There is no gainsaying the sound logic of her arguments.  They appeal to a sense of right and justice which ought not longer be denied.”  There was sometimes, however, a discordant note, as may be shown by the following from the Territorial Despatch, of Seattle, edited by Beriah Brown: