imes. She suffered her
meadow land, worth $2,000, to be sold for a tax less than $50. If
she could vote as the men do she would not have suffered this
insult; and so much would not have been said against her as has
been said if men did not have the whole power. I was told that
they had the power to take anything that I owned if I would not
exert myself to pay the money. I felt that I ought to have some
little voice in determining what should be done with what I paid.
I felt that I ought to own my own property; that it ought not to
be in these men's hands; and I now come to plead that I may have
the same privileges before the law that men have. I have seen
what a difference there is, when I have had my cows sold, by
having a voter to take my part.

I have come from an obscure town on the banks of the Connecticut,
where I was born. I was brought up on a farm. I never had an idea
that I should come all the way to Washington to speak before
those who had not come into existence when I was born. Now, I
plead that there may be a sixteenth amendment, and that women may
be allowed the privilege of owning their own property. I have
suffered so much myself that I felt it might have some effect to
plead before this honorable committee. I thank you, gentlemen,
for hearing me so kindly.

ELIZABETH L. SAXON of Louisiana, said: _Gentlemen_: I feel that
after Mrs. Wallace's plea there is no necessity for me to say
anything. I come from the extreme South, she from the West.
People have asked me why I came. I care nothing for suffrage
merely to stand beside men, or rush to the polls, or to take any
privilege outside of my home, only, as Mrs. Wallace says, for
humanity. I never realized the importance of this cause, until we
were beaten back on every side in the work of reform. If we
attempted to put women in charge of prisons, believing that
wherever woman sins and suffers women should be there to teach,
help and guide, every place was in the hands of men. If we made
an effort to get women on the school-boards we were combated and
could do nothing.

In the State of Texas, I had a niece living whose father was an
inmate of a lunatic asylum. She exerted as wide an influence as
any woman in that State; I allude to Miss Mollie Moore, who was
the ward