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lose were told to go and make those speeches. I think that's the way I became acquainted with Nancy Cook. She and I were sent to make a speech. They always sent two. You took your box. We didn't have a cart, wagon, or anything, as we didn't have any money. You just took your box - a good, strong, grocery box of some sort, because they had wooden boxes in groceries in those days, not these cardboard things - you put it up, held up a banner that said woman's suffrage. You didn't have any loudspeakers - it was unheard of. You had to do it all with your own voice. The corners where we were always told to speak were the ones with saloons on four corners. Those were the great places to make a speech. You were always sure of a crowd.

You would get jeered at. You would get heckled. You would get asked impertinent questions, but I don't recall ever having been insulted or treated to obscene language. Sometimes it was very painful because you couldn't answer questions, not that there wasn't a logical answer, but that you didn't know it. We were pretty young and untried. Every now and then you got some very, very sophisticated single-taxer, who knew all the answers to everything. He would be in the audience if you didn't know anything about the single-tax and didn't know enough to cope with him.

Of course, it was out of that experience that I learned