hing through the streets
to-day, and immortalizing themselves by not failing, so utterly
as some of their companions, to hit some easy target. Those were
play-soldiers; these were soldiers in earnest.

Men talk a great deal of nonsense about the woman's rights
movement. He never knew a husband who was demolished in an
argument by his wife, or a young gentleman who found his
resources of reason entirely used up by a young lady, who did not
fall back at last when there was no retreat, and say: "It's no
use; you can't reason with a woman." Well, so it would seem in
their case. Others shelter themselves behind the general
statement, that they don't wish to marry a woman's rights woman.
I have no doubt the woman's rights women reciprocate the wish.
These appear to have some anxiety about dinner--that seems to be
the trouble. Jean Paul, the German, wanted to have a wife who
could cook him something good; and Mrs. Frederica Bremer, the
novelist, remarked, that a wife can always conciliate her husband
by having something to stop his mouth. In a conversation in
Philadelphia the other day, a young lawyer, when told that Mrs.
Emma R. Coe was studying law with the intention of practicing,
remarked, that he should never see her in Court, but she would
remind him of mince pies; to which the gentleman he was in
conversation with, observed that he had better not get her as his
antagonist in trying a suit, or she would remind him of minced
meat. Having given two or three examples of the nonsense of men
upon this subject, he would now read them some sense. The letter
was from one of the most eloquent and learned of the younger
clergy of New England; a man possessed of powers of genius and
practical wisdom which would yet make him heard in a larger
sphere than that which he now occupied. It was not the old
English Sam. Johnson who said that "there never was a lawsuit or
a quarrel where a woman was not at the bottom of it." This was
Sam. Johnson Americanized, and of course he was a woman's rights
man.

LETTER FROM REV. SAMUEL JOHNSON.

SALEM, _October 4, 1856_.

DEAR FRIEND:--In complying with your desire that I should send a
few words to the Woman's Rights Convention, I am quite aware that