rivilege in the hour of her need as a culprit. We,
therefore, respectfully demand of our Legislature that, at least,
the right of such trial by jury be accorded to women equally with
men--that women be eligible to the jury-box, whenever one of
their own sex is arraigned at the bar.
13. _Resolved_, That could the women of the State be heard on
this question, we should find the mass with us; as the mother's
reluctance to give up the guardianship of her children; the
wife's unwillingness to submit to the abuse of a drunken husband,
the general sentiment in favor of equal property rights, and the
thousands of names in favor of our petition, raised with so
little effort, conclusively prove.
WHEREAS, The right of petition is guaranteed to every member of
this republic; therefore
14. _Resolved_, That it is the highest duty of legislators
impartially to investigate all claims for the redress of wrong,
and alter and amend such laws as prevent the administration of
justice and equal rights to all.
_Resolved_, That all true-hearted men and women pledge themselves
never to relinquish their unceasing efforts in behalf of the full
and equal rights of women, until we have effaced the stigma
resting on this republic, that while it theoretically proclaims
that all men are created equal, deprives one-half of its members
of the enjoyment of the rights and privileges possessed by the
other.
The salient points of the question as embodied in the resolutions and
the address were ably presented by William Henry Channing, Samuel J.
May, Mrs. Nichols, Mrs. Rose, Mrs. Love, Miss Brown, Miss Anthony,
Mrs. Jenkins, Hon. William Hay, and Giles B. Stebbins. At the evening
session Mrs. Stanton read her address prepared for the Legislature,
which Miss Anthony had stereotyped and published. A copy was laid on
the desk of every legislator, and twenty thousand scattered like
snow-flakes over the State.
MRS. STANTON'S ADDRESS.
_To the Legislature of the State of New York_:
"The thinking minds of all nations call for change. There is a
deep-lying struggle in the whole fabric of society; a boundless,
grinding collision of the New with the Old."
The tyrant, Custom, has been summoned before the bar of
Common-Sense. His majesty no longer awes the multitude--his
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