There, at Pendleton, I spoke during the great
``round up,'' holding the meeting at night on the
street, in which thousands of horsemen--cowboys,
Indians, and ranchmen--were riding up and down,
blowing horns, shouting, and singing. It seemed
impossible to interest an audience under such con-
ditions, but evidently the men liked variety, for
when we began to speak they quieted down and
closed around us until we had an audience that filled
the streets in every direction and as far as our voices
could reach. Never have we had more courteous or
enthusiastic listeners than those wild and happy
horsemen. Best of all, they not only cheered our
sentiments, but they followed up their cheers with
their votes. I spoke from an automobile, and when
I had finished one of the cowboys rode close to me
and asked for my New York address. ``You will
hear from me later,'' he said, when he had made a
note of it. In time I received a great linen banner,
on which he had made a superb pen-and-ink sketch
of himself and his horse, and in every corner sketches
of scenes in the different states where women voted,
together with drawings of all the details of cowboy
equipment. Over these were drawn the words:
WOMAN SUFFRAGE--WE ARE ALL FOR IT.
The banner hangs to-day in the National Head-
quarters.
In California Mr. Edwards presented me with the
money to purchase the diamond in Miss Anthony's
flag pin representing the victory of his state the
preceding year; and in Arizona one of the high-
lights of the campaign was the splendid effort of
Mrs.
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