Victoria C. Woodhull: “Can codes, half dead, framed in days long gone by, The soul’s new wants, so manifold, supply?”

To do so carries no conviction nor prophetic knowledge of what must be next, as a necessary sequence.

Charity, with its long cloak of justice escaped, has long enough covered a multitude of sins.

At no time since the close of the Revolutionary War has there been a time more fitting and inviting for such a work.

Production lies at the basis of all progress.