From an account of the “Women’s National Suffrage Association,” reported to the Press, I cut the following description of a noted female doctress who dresses in a garb as near to a man’s as the cramped laws of the land will admit.
“Ten minutes after the opening ... a curly, crinkly feminine, in very large walking boots, came to the front, being followed, after a brief pause, by the rest of the sisters. This lady was new, even to the reporters, and one of them, handing up a pencilled inquiry to Mrs. Dr. Walker, was informed that she was ‘Mrs. Ricker, a beautiful, charming, and good widow, fair, forty, and rich.’ This bit of interesting news started on its travels.
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“The doctor, who has the usual manly proclivity for hugging the girls, threw her arms around a pretty and modest-looking girl standing by, and enthusiastically shouted, “You are a dear, sweet little creature.” The frightened young woman drew hastily back, and faltered out that she was not in the habit of being hugged by men. This turned the laugh on the doctor; but she gained her lost ground by quickly replying to the inquiry of the secretary as to what place he should put her down from as a delegate, to put her down “from all the world;” but he objected, anxious for the completeness of his roster.
“You must have a local habitation, you know.”
“Put me down from Washington, then, for that is the home of everybody who has none other.”
Unmindful of the eloquent protest of her coat and pantaloons against feminine distinctions, he wrote her down as “Mrs. Mary Walker;” but seizing the pencil from his fingers, she spitefully erased the “Mrs.” and wrote “Doctor.”
“I never was Mrs.; I never will be.”
A White Man turning Black.
The San Francisco Examiner says a gentleman of that city, about twenty-five years of age, ruddy complexion, curly red hair, who had an intractable and painful ulcer on the left arm, resisting all previous modes of treatment, yielded to the request of trying the effect of transplanting a piece of skin to the ulcer from another person. The ulcer was prepared in the usual manner by his physician, and a bit of skin, about an inch square, was taken from the arm of a fine healthy negro man and immediately spread over the ugly ulcer, and then carefully dressed and bandaged. The skin transplantation had the desired effect. Healthy granulation sprang up, and the unsightly ulcer soon healed. A few months afterwards he went to his physician and told him that ever since the sore healed the black skin commenced to spread, and it was increasing. About one third of his arm was completely negroed. The doctor himself was alarmed. The high probability is, that the whole skin of this white man will become negro.