II.

We met and loved, ne’er more to part, Hand clasped in hand, heart bound to heart. We’ve travelled West, years together, Day and night, in stormy weather: Climbing the rugged Suffrage hill, And bravely facing every ill: While resting, speaking, everywhere; Quite often in the open air; From sleighs, ox-carts, and mayhap coaches, Besieged with beetles, bugs and roaches: All this for the emancipation Of the brave women of our Nation.