ting on this occasion, when the hearts of women the
world over are turned to this day and hour, that the colored
women of the United States should join in the expressions of love
and praise offered to Miss Anthony upon her eightieth birthday.
....She is to us not only the high priestess of woman's cause,
but the courageous defender of rights wherever assailed.

We hold in high esteem her strong and noble womanhood, for in her
untiring zeal, her uncompromising stand for justice to women, her
unfailing friendship for all good work, she herself is a stronger
and better argument in favor of woman's rights than the most
gifted orator could put into words. When she first championed
woman's cause, humiliation followed her footsteps and injustice
barred the door of her progress among even the most favored
classes of society; while among less enlightened and enslaved
classes the wrongs which woman suffered were too terrible to
mention. Carlyle has said, "Beware when the great God lets loose
a thinker upon this earth." When Susan B. Anthony was born, a
thinker was "let loose." Her voice and her pen have lighted a
torch whose sacred fire, like that of some old Roman temples,
dies not, but whose penetrating ray shall brighten the path of
women down the long line of ages yet to come. Our children and
our children's children will be taught to honor her memory, for
they shall be told that she has been always in the vanguard of
the immortal few who have stood for the great principles of human
rights. Grander than any achievement that has crowned the work of
woman in this woman's century has been that which has led her
away from the narrow valley of custom and prejudice up to the
lofty height where she can accept the Divine teaching that "God
hath made of one blood all nations of men."

Not until the suffrage movement had awakened woman to her
responsibility and power, did she come to appreciate the true
significance of Christ's pity for Magdalene as well as of His
love for Mary; not till then was the work of Pundita Ramabai in
far away India as sacred as that of Frances Willard at home in
America; not till she had suffered under the burden of her own
wrongs and abuses did she realize the all-important truth that no
woman and no class of women can be degraded