Stanton, Anthony, Train and Garrison.

February 3, 1868


Female Activists express frustration with no suffrage for women. Elizabeth Cady Stanton and Susan B. Anthony assert that, although overlooked, women are very intelligent and more than competent enough to vote.


Stanton, Anthony, Train and Garrison. We have "The Revolution," a paper just started by those "tell-tale women," Elizabeth Cady Stanton and Susan B. Anthony, in New York, to advocate woman's rights. It is as gossipy and scandalous as two such women, aided by a woman in men's clothes, named Parker Pillsbury, can make it. Its first page commences with a rich letter from Garrison, in which Train, now away in England, kicking at the lion with a "misery" in his " chist," is denounced in the sharpest manner. So Train finds he has "an enemy" of no mean grade in his "rear." Garrison addresses his letter to "Dear Miss Anthony"; and commences with the cool expression of his regret that the two chaste ladies "should have taken such leave of good sense" and "self-respect as to be travelling companions and associate lecturers with that crack-brained harlequin and semi-lunatic George Francis Train!" Pretty good, by way of an introduction to the following:"The nomination of this ranting egotist and low blackguard for the Presidency by your audiences shows that he is regarded by those who listen to him as on a par with the poor demented Mellen and 'Daniel Pratt, the Great American Traveller.' The colored people and their advocates have not a more abusive assailant than this same Train, especially when he has an Irish audience before him, to whom he delights to ring the changes upon the 'nigger,' 'nigger,' 'nigger,' ad nauseam. He is as destitute of principle as he is of sense, and is fast gravitating toward a lunatic asylum. He may be of use in drawing an audience; but so would a kangaroo, a gorilla, or a hippopotamus." Garrison berates these gentle ladies for this Train rage of theirs, and for seeming to look to the Democratic rather than the Republican party; all which he denounces as "infatuation!" Very cool for a man who has been all his life infatuated! But no man ever got the better of a woman. Even the Devil fared badly on going to see "Tom Walker" by meeting Tom's wife; for on the next morning much wool was found lying about loosely. The ladies reply with that cat-like felicity, gently purring as they handle their victim! "We had never expected," say they, "to "be one of the victims to be seized by Mr. "Garrison's metaphysical tweezers, and "held up midway between earth and heaven, a spectacle to men and angels." But they take him in turn in physical tweezers. They defend their impartial position between parties, saying they go with them as far as they go with woman's rights-just as Mr. Garrison did in former times as to slavery. They say " placid conservatism still wonders at the wild things they (Garrison and his motley followers) have done in every part of the country-Mr. Garrison himself burning the Federal Constitution on the 4th of July." Pretty good! But here are two very nice paragraphs:"When a gentleman, whom we meet in good society, of wealth and position, of spotless moral character, of genius and rare gifts, [the divine Train,] is denounced as a 'kangaroo,' a 'gorilla,' a 'hippopotamus,' a 'low blackguard,' a 'ranting egotist,' a 'crack-brained harlequin,' and 'semi-lunatic,' the accuser covers too much ground for a reply. "We have not been looking to the 'Great Adversary to espouse our cause,' [the Devil,] but if he has come to us in the pleasant guise of Mr. Train, we admit him a most efficient worker. We recall with gratitude his ancient service in Eden in revealing to Eve the situation; for had man been first to eat the forbidden fruit, judging from his record, he would have kept his knowledge to himself, and women would have been none the wiser. It is a remarkable fact that all history, both sacred and profane, alike show that whenever woman has been in great straits, deserted by all human powers, some good devil has stood at her elbow." . This is capital. Irony, sarcasm, wit, all done up in a single bouquet! Calmly informing Mr. Garrison that the time bad arrived for men to pass from the abolitionist to the statesman, the ladies say that "Every thinking man to-day sees the necessity of education at the polls. It is a danger one need but state to be perceived, that to trust the lowest stratum of manhood to legislate on the political, moral, and social interests of the nation is suicidal to our free institutions." A fair hit! But a little marred by the added remark that the "lowest stratum" would not be dangerous if women were allowed to vote! (We suppose white and black.) Finally, gently informing Garrison that slavery is abolished and the play ended, the audience gone, and the lights extinguished, the ladies thus gracefully bury him! In respect even to the debris of negro agitation, Mr. Garrison is as dead as the 'royal Dane.' We suspect he thinks so himself; for we have not heard of him for years at any of those antislavery convocations where he used to forge thunderbolts and gather laurels. He should be content to remain in his sepulchre, and not 'revisit the glimpses of the moon,' and by diatribes like the above endeavor to frighten live people from their appropriate sphere. "'Rest! rest, perturbed spirit."" Train may go on kicking the sick lion, the women will take care of Garrison.
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