I am only one of thousands of middle-class respectable women who give their lives to raise a nice family, and then who become bitter from the injustice done us.

Don't let this go into the waste-basket, but think it over.
Yours respectfully, -- -- -- --.
New York, January 11, 1913.
_My Dear Mrs .-- --_: Most certainly your letter will not go into the waste-paper basket.

I shall think it over and show it to Mrs.Roosevelt.Will you let me say, in the first place, that a woman who can write such a letter is certainly not "hopelessly dull and uninteresting"! If the facts are as you state, then I do not wonder that you feel bitterly and that you feel that the gravest kind of injustice has been done you.

I have always tried to insist to men that they should do their duty to the women even more than the women to them.

Now I hardly like to write specifically about your husband, because you might not like it yourself.