Life and writings of Amelia BloomerBloomer, D. C. (Dexter C.)
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Life and writings of Amelia Bloomer
Bloomer, D. C. (Dexter C.)
Bloomer, Amelia Jenks, 1818-1894; Women's rights -- United States
“My consent obtained the gentlemen left, while I hastened to my
room to make known to my husband the extra effort I was to make
in the few hours intervening before we started on our homeward
journey. And it was an extra effort, for my trunk was packed and
strapped and must be opened, for I was not willing to go upon the
platform in my traveling dress. I, who had ‘turned the world upside
down’ by preaching a new gospel and was being sorely criticised
therefor, must make as good an impression as possible with my
clothes at least. Immediately after I reached my room we were
startled by hearing a great outcry and ringing of bells on the
street. Rushing to the window we soon learned the cause. Passing
along the sidewalk under our window was a large black man ringing a
dinner bell.
“ODD METHOD OF ADVERTISING.
“Every other minute the bell would stop and then come forth the
stentorian cry: ‘Mrs. Bloomer will lecture at the courthouse at
eight o’clock.’ Then the bell again, and again the cry, and the
same cry and ringing of bells off on the other streets, till the
town was alive with noise. We were greatly amused over this novel
western way of giving a notice and calling a crowd together, and we
realized then how fully a notice could be given in the time fixed.
“My preparations were delayed somewhat over this new use to
which slaves could be put, for it was in slavery days and the
bell-ringers were slaves. However, we were at the courthouse on
time, and sure enough the place was filled with an eager and
curious crowd that had come to see and listen to that strange woman
whose name and doings had startled the world from its old-time
peace and sobriety. It was the first time one of the ‘women
agitators’ had come so far as St. Joseph, and it was not strange
that an anxious audience awaited me.
“OFF IN A STAGECOACH.
“Returning to the hotel after the lecture, I hardly had time to
remove my hat when I was again summoned to the parlor, there to
meet the gentlemen who had called on me a few hours before. They
had come to ask for another lecture, and on my declining urged
that if necessary Mr. Bloomer could go on to Council Bluffs by
himself and I follow a day or two later. They had heard enough to
whet their appetite for more and were very anxious to hear me
again. But I was firm in denying their request. I had given them
one lecture with considerable inconvenience to myself. I was far
from well, was anxious to reach the end of my journey, and could
not think of traveling by myself on a stagecoach through a strange
land and would not be persuaded to tarry with them longer. At two
o’clock on a rainy morning, feeling tired and sick and suffering
from a severe cold and want of sleep and rest, we bade adieu to St.
Joseph and took the stage for Council Bluffs.
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