the following:

WOMEN AS JURORS.--Now one of the adjuncts of female
citizenship is about to be tested in Wyoming. Eleven women
have been drawn as jurors to serve at the March term of the
Albany County Court. It is stated that immense excitement
has been created thereby, but the nature of the aforesaid
excitement does not transpire. Will women revolutionize
justice? What is female justice, or what is it likely to be?
Would twelve women return the same verdict as twelve men,
supposing that each twelve had heard the same case? Is it
possible for a jury of women, carrying with them all their
sensitiveness, sympathies, predilections, jealousies,
prejudices, hatreds, to reach an impartial verdict? Would
not every criminal be a monster, provided not a female? Can
the sex, ordinarily so quick to pronounce pre-judgments,
divest itself of them sufficiently to enter the jury-box
with unbiased minds? Perhaps it were best to trust the
answer to events. Women may learn to be jurymen, but in so
doing they have a great deal to learn.

So persistent were the attacks and so malignant were the
perversions of truth that Judge Howe, at the request of the
editor, wrote the following letter for publication anonymously in
the Chicago _Legal News_, every statement in which I can confirm
from my own observation. The Judge, after writing the letter,
consented to its publication over his own signature:

CHEYENNE, Wyoming, April 4, 1870.

_Mrs. Myra Bradwell, Chicago, Ill.:_

DEAR MADAM: I am in receipt of your favor of March 26, in
which you request me to "give you a truthful statement, over
my own signature, for publication in your paper, of the
history of, and my observations in regard to, women as grand
and petit jurors in Wyoming." I will comply with your
request, with this qualification, that it be not published
over my own signature, as I do not covet newspaper
publicity, and have already, without any agency or fault of
my own, been subjected to an amount of it which I never
anticipated nor conceived of, and which has been far from
agreeable to me.

I had no agency