I decided, when the opportune moment arrived, to give him an answer not soon to be forgotten; so I promptly replied to his question, as I slowly viewed him from head to foot, "I have met few men, in my life, worth repeating eight times." The members burst into a roar of laughter, and one of them, clapping him on the shoulder, said: "There, sonny, you have read and spelled; you better go." This scene was heralded in all the Nebraska papers, and, wherever the little man went, he was asked why Mrs.Stanton thought he was not worth repeating eight times.
During my stay in Lincoln there was a celebration of the opening of some railroad.

An immense crowd from miles about assembled on this occasion.
The collation was spread and speeches were made in the open air.

The men congratulated each other on the wonderful progress the State had made since it became an organized Territory in 1854.

There was not the slightest reference, at first, to the women.

One speaker said: "This State was settled by three brothers, John, James, and Joseph, and from them have sprung the great concourse of people that greet us here to-day." I turned, and asked the Governor if all these people had sprung, Minerva-like, from the brains of John, James, and Joseph.