Rensselaer Union, Volume 1, Number 26, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 25 March 1869 — Miss Anna Dickinson in Pickle. [ARTICLE]

Miss Anna Dickinson in Pickle.

Peregrine Pickle, writer for the Chicago Tribune, addresses the following to Miss Anna Dickinson: “And the first question I would ask Miss Anna Dickinson is: What have you suffered from the tyranny of man ? Wbat rights have yon been deprived of? It is only a few years since you were laboring in the Mint upon a small salary. Now you wear a moire antique whiph would do no discredit to either of tho avenues. Diamonds flash upon your breast Diamonds gleam upon your fingers, and your pretty black hair is looped with fastenings of gold. If this be the condition to wbioli—the. tyranny and cruelty and abuse of man have driven you; it this be the degradation to which you have been reduced, to he doomed to moiro antique, diamonds and twenty thousand a year, I think there aro thousand of women all over this broad laud who would like to bo trampled down in a similar manner. It is a jeweled jeopardy any woman would incur, golden shackles any woman would be glad to wear. “If you havo suffered nothing, Miss Anna Dickinson, what have you done for women ? I grant that you havo talked. You talk well, talk fast, talk long and loud._Ja. Fact there js no end to your talk. But what hayo you done? What practical act have you performed ? What wrong havo you rectified? What poor sorrowing soul that sits iu darkness havo you lifted into the" light? Do the poor women who want bread, and not ballots, know -yam. tmimMniigmL Atom broken the Alabaster box of ointment in tho haunts of misery ? Do your fallen sisters, who havo dropped like withered rose leaves out of tho great vase of society, know the flash of your diamonds as you pass through their social quarantine with tender words of sympathy and womanly words of hope? Has one poor creature, sunk in misery, in poverty or crime, risen up and called you blessed? There might ho no logio or argument in all tip, hut there would bo charity, which is better than logic, and there would bo action, which is better than talk. “Another question. Can it be possible, Miss Anna Dickinson, that your sympathies for tho wrongs of ■jnomaaAa naralv nommoroial ia its character?- That you aro tho paid mute at the funeral, weeping for a nightly salary over femalo woes? That you are simply a hired Hessian fighting the battles of woman at one hundred dollars per hour ? That tho locality and time and extent of your grief aro measured by vulgar dollars and cents ? That you wail the loud.est at the expensive funeral ? That yoq falk the longest and the loudest against tho Tyrant Man where the Tyrant Map payS you tho most liberally? That your ledger for 1868 would show ati entry something like this: ‘Dr. To talking and weeping over the wrongs’ of woman, 200 times. jQn $20,000.’ That you discount your tears for country towns and hold your anguish at a premium for large cities ?’*. Gold diggings have been discovered in Scotland.