whom were a nephew and
niece of Rufus Peckham, of New York, young law students of great
promise. We drove to the Plankington House, where a suite of
beautifully furnished apartments, with a bright fire in the
grate, was prepared for us.

The Convention was held in the City Hall, and lasted two days,
three sessions each, and was crowded throughout. Miss Chapin, the
regularly ordained pastor of the Universalist church, was the
President. Mr. and Miss Peckham, Dr. Laura J. Ross, and Madam
Anneke were the ruling spirits of the Convention. Madam Anneke, a
German lady of majestic presence and liberal culture, made an
admirable speech in her own language. The platform, besides an
array of large, well-developed women, was graced with several
reverend gentlemen--Messrs. Dudley, Allison, Eddy, and
Fellows--all of whom maintained woman's equality with eloquence
and fervor. The Bible was discussed from Genesis to Revelation,
in all its bearings on the question under consideration. By
special request I gave my Bible argument, which was published in
full in the daily papers. A Rev. Mr. Love, who took the opposite
view, maintained that the Bible was opposed to woman's equality.
He criticised some of my Hebrew translations, and scientific
expositions, but as the rest of the learned D.D.s sustained my
views, I shall rest in the belief that brother Love, with time
and thought, will come to the same conclusions. A Rev. Mr.
England also profanely claimed the Bible on the side of tyranny,
and seemed to think that "Nature intended that the male should
dominate over the female everywhere." As Mr. E. is a small, thin,
shadowy man, without much blood, muscle, or a very remarkable
cerebral development, we would advise him always to avoid the
branch of the argument he stumbled upon in the Milwaukee
Convention--"the physical superiority of man." Unfortunately for
him, the platform illustrated the opposite, and the audience
manifested, ever and anon, by suppressed laughter, that they saw
the contrast between the large, well-developed brains and muscles
of the women who sat there, and those of the speaker. Either
Madam Anneke, Mrs. Livermore, or Dr. Ross, could have taken the
reverend gentleman up in her arms and run off with him. Now, I
mean nothing invidious towar