ile he has been rewarded with the presidential
office through two terms, and a royal voyage around the world,
crowned with glory and honor, Miss Carroll has for fifteen years
been suffering in poverty unrecognized and unrewarded.

_Resolved_, That the thanks of this association are hereby
tendered to Governor Chas. B. Andrews, of Connecticut, for
remembering in each annual message to ask for justice to women.

The comments of the press[56] were very complimentary, and their
daily reports of the convention full and fair. Among the many
letters[57] to the convention, the following from a Southern lady
is both novel and amusing:

MEMPHIS, Tenn., December 11, 1889.

DEAR MRS. SPENCER: You want petitions. Well I have two which I
got up some time ago, but did not send on because I thought the
names too few to count much. The one is of _white_ women 130 in
number. The other contains 110 names of black women. This last is
a curiosity, and was gotten up under the following circumstances:

Some ladies were dining with me and we each promised to get what
names we could to petitions for woman suffrage. My servant who
waited on table was a coal-black woman. She became interested
and after the ladies went away asked me to explain the matter to
her, which I did. She then said if I would give her a paper she
could get a thousand names among the black women, that many of
them felt that they were as much slaves to their husbands as ever
they had been to their white masters. I gave her a petition, and
said to her, "Tell the women this is to have a law passed that
will not allow the men to _whip their wives_, and will put down
drinking saloons." "Every black woman will go for that law!" She
took the paper and procured these 110 signatures against the
strong opposition of black men who in some cases threatened to
whip their wives if they signed. At length the opposition was so
great my servant had not courage to face it. She feared some
bodily harm would be done her by the black men. You can see this
is a genuine negro petition from the odd way the names are
written, sometimes the capital letter in the middle of the name,
sometimes at the end.

Yours, ELIZABETH AVERY MERIWETHER.

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