I ask the rights to pursue happiness by having a voice in that government to which I am accountable.

For a woman to consider a financial question was shuddered over as a profanity.

When I found I had given birth to a human wreckage, to a child that was an imbecile, my heart was broken.

The spirits are coming back to tear your damned system of sexual slavery into tatters and consign its blackened remnants to the depth of everlasting hell.

There is something wrong with a government that makes women the legal property of their husbands. The whole system needs changing, but men will never make the changes. They have too much to lose.

Why is a woman to be treated differently? Woman suffrage will succeed, despite this miserable guerilla opposition.

If Congress refuse to listen to and grant what women ask, there is but one course left then to pursue. What is there left for women to do but to become the mothers of the future government?