Augsburg wore her hair short and dressed in a most eccentric manner; but we forgot her appearance as we listened to her, for she was an inspired speaker.
Selma Lagerlof's speech made the great audience weep. Men as well as women openly wiped their eyes as she described the sacrifice and suffering of Swedish women whose men had gone to America to make a home there, and who, when they were left behind, struggled alone, waiting and hoping for the message to join their husbands, which too often never came. The speech made so great an impres- s ion that we had it translated and distributed among the Swedes of the United States wherever we held meetings in Swedish localities.
Miss Lagerlof interested me extremely, and I was delighted by an invitation to breakfast with her one morning. At our first meeting she had seemed rather cold and shy--a little ``difficult,'' as we say; b ut when we began to talk I found her frank, cor- d ial, and full of magnetism. She is self-conscious about her English, but really speaks our language very well. Her great interest at the time was in improving the condition of the peasants near her home. She talked of this work and of her books and of the Council programme with such friendly in- t imacy that when we parted I felt that I had always known her.
At the Hague Council in 1913 I was the guest of Mrs. Richard Halter, to whom I am also indebted for a beautiful and wonderful motor journey from end to end of Holland, bringing up finally in Amster- d am at the home of Dr. Aletta Jacobs. Here we met two young Holland women, Miss Boissevain and Rosa Manus, both wealthy, both anxious to help their countrywomen, but still a little uncertain as to the direction of their efforts. They came to Mrs.
Catt and me and asked our advice as to what they should do, with the result that later they organized and put through, largely unaided, a national ex- p osition showing the development of women's work from 1813 to 1913. The suffrage-room at this ex- p osition showed the progress of suffrage in all parts of the world; but when the Queen of Holland visited the building she expressed a wish not to be detained in this room, as she was not interested in suffrage.
The Prince Consort, however, spent much time in it, and wanted the whole suffrage movement explained to him, which was done cheerfully and thoroughly by Miss Boissevain and Miss Manus. The fol- l owing winter, when the Queen read her address from the throne, she expressed an interest in so changing the Constitution of Holland that suffrage might possibly be extended to women. We felt that this change of heart was due to the suffrage-room arranged by our two young friends--aided, prob- a bly, by a few words from the Prince Consort!
Immediately after these days at Amsterdam we started for Budapest to attend the International Alliance Convention there, and incidentally we in- d ulged in a series of two-day conventions en route-- o ne at Berlin, one at Dresden, one at Prague, and one at Vienna. At Prague I disgraced myself by being in my hotel room in a sleep of utter exhaustion at the hour when I was supposed to be responding to an address of welcome by the mayor; and the high-light of the evening session in that city falls on the intellectual brow of a Bohemian lady who in- s isted on making her address in the Czech language, which she poured forth for exactly one hour and fifteen minutes. I began my address at a quarter of twelve and left the hall at midnight. Later I learned that the last speaker began her remarks at a quarter past one in the morning.
It may be in order to add here that Vienna did for me what Berlin had done for Susan B. Anthony-- i t gave me the ovation of my life. At the conclusion of my speech the great audience rose and, still stand- i ng, cheered for many minutes. I was immensely surprised and deeply touched by the unexpected tribute; but any undue elation I might have ex- p erienced was checked by the memory of the skepti- c al snort with which one of my auditors had received me. He was very German, and very, very frank.
After one pained look at me he rose to leave the hall.
``THAT old woman!'' he exclaimed. ``She cannot make herself heard.''
He was half-way down the aisle when the opening words of my address caught up with him and stopped him. Whatever their meaning may have been, it was at least carried to the far ends of that great hall, for the old fellow had piqued me a bit and I had given my voice its fullest volume. He crowded into an already over-occupied pew and stared at me with goggling eyes.
``Mein Gott!'' he gasped. ``Mein Gott, she could be heard ANYWHERE.''
The meeting at Budapest was a great personal triumph for Mrs. Catt. No one, I am sure, but the almost adored president of the International Suf- f rage Alliance could have controlled a convention made up of women of so many different nationalities, with so many different viewpoints, while the con- f usion of languages made a general understanding seem almost hopeless. But it was a great success in every way--and a delightful feature of it was the hospitality of the city officials and, indeed, of the whole Hungarian people. After the convention I s pent a week with the Contessa Iska Teleki in her chateau in the Tatra Mountains, and a friendship was there formed which ever since has been a joy to me. Together we walked miles over the moun- t ains and along the banks of wonderful streams, while the countess, who knows all the folk-lore of her land, told me stories and answered my innumerable questions. When I left for Vienna I took with me a basket of tiny fir-trees from the tops of the Tatras; a nd after carrying the basket to and around Vienna, Florence, and Genoa, I finally got the trees home in good condition and proudly added them to the ``Forest of Arden'' on my place at Moylan.
