“She had the habit of clipping from newspapers whatever took her fancy. Her recent quiet and somewhat afflicted living, owing to her illness, was given to reading, needle work and entertaining of guests when circumstances admitted. As the golden clouds brightened in the west of her life’s decline, there came a strong inward faith. A late clipping seems to speak her thought: ‘As the weeks and months fly past, do you not think that the spirit of our daily prayer ought to be— “‘Break, my soul, from every fetter, Him to know is all my cry; Saviour, I am thine forever, Thine to live and thine to die, Only asking More and more of life’s supply’?’ “She passed into Paradise on Sunday, December 30, 1894, and left a name worthy to be entered among the illustrious galaxy of notables whom the past year has numbered with the dead. On a beautiful winter’s day, all that remained of mortality was brought to this church, so large an object of her affection, and here, with impressive funeral rites which speak comfortably our blessed hope, we committed her body to the ground. And as the sweet notes of the committal anthem broke in upon the constrained stillness of the scene, how appropriate were the words—mutely echoed by the hushed assembly: ‘Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord * * * for they rest from their labors’!” In a grassy plat in beautiful Fairview Cemetery, overlooking the cities of Council Bluffs and Omaha, lies the grave of the true woman, the earnest reformer, the faithful Christian, whose history is delineated in these pages; and near its foot stands a modest monument bearing this inscription: “IN MEMORIAM AMELIA JENKS, WIFE OF D. C. BLOOMER DIED DEC. 30TH, 1894 AGED 76 YEARS, 7 MONTHS, AND 3 DAYS A PIONEER IN WOMAN’S ENFRANCHISEMENT” And here the author and compiler, commending these pages to the kindly consideration of his readers, brings his labor of love to a close. APPENDIX. APPENDIX. WOMAN’S RIGHT TO THE BALLOT. BY AMELIA BLOOMER.