CHAPTER XIX

_Boston’s help for the Infirmary stimulates New York, sometimes to

unconscious humor--Meeting with Fanny Kemble--Dr. Zakrzewska obtains

entrée into the variety of social “circles” then existing--The Cary

sisters--Women of the Press--The educational circle--The esthetic

group--The so-called Free Lovers--The artistic circle--Mrs. Z.’s

social circle--The philanthropic circle--The Fourierites--The

demonstrating Spiritualists--Woman’s Rights meetings--Dr. Zakrzewska

and Horace Greeley opposing speakers in discussion on “Divorce”--Dr.

Emily urges Dr. Blackwell to give up New York for London, opposition

there being lessened by Florence Nightingale’s work--The Fair finally

materializes and is successful--Dr. Emily Blackwell returns from

Europe, making the third physician working upon the Infirmary plans.

(Twenty-seven years of age: 1856.)_

Meanwhile, the letters from Dr. Emily Blackwell, who was completing her

medical studies in England, urged Dr. Blackwell to give up her life in

America and come to England as a more promising field for developing

the introduction of medical women into practice.

But Dr. Blackwell held fast to the fact that in America the first

Woman’s Medical College (Philadelphia) had been in existence for

several years, and she felt that it would be unwise to desert this

beginning.

The struggles of this little college were so great because all aids

to foster its growth were so hard to acquire; and also because many a

student withdrew from the school after a few months of attendance upon

learning what great obstacles were to be overcome in acquiring medical

knowledge and how great was the social prejudice against female medical

students. Hence, only the brave, the courageous, the determined, and

the financially equipped women could remain and weather the stormy days

of their student life.

Thus it was felt best that the realization of the New York Infirmary

should be carried on; and Dr. Emily promised to interest her English

friends to contribute to the English table. Dr. Blackwell’s friends and

well-wishers began with great zeal to arrange sewing circles, while new

friends were acquired who were willing to assist in the charity even if

not inclined to the “reformers,” as we were called.

An old lady, Mrs. T----, residing on Fifth Avenue, was one of the newly

acquired friends. She also wished to assist us by introducing us into

her circle and she invited me to her reception days which were held

from eleven to one--the fashionable hours at that time.

The difficulty was not in my name, for it was very fashionable at

that time to introduce exiles and their friends into society, but

what should be my title? She said that I was too young to be called

“Madame”; and “Miss” would not sound well with my unpronounceable name

while “Doctor”--oh! no! she could not call me that; and “Doctress” was

not reputable. So, what?

Then, what would I talk about? “Hospitals,” of course. Yes, of

course--and then she added, tolerantly, “Well, if you must talk on

hospitals, do not mention women doctors but say for the purpose of

‘training nurses,’ which is now so fashionable in England through Miss

Nightingale’s training at Kaiserswerth, Germany.”

Another lady invited me to dine with her. And she remarked, “I shall be

all alone and we can talk your plans over without being disturbed or

ridiculed by my husband and sons. You see,” she added, “my daughters

are married and we hold by our fortune a position which would equal

that of a duchess in your country, so we must be very careful not to

offend good taste by inviting reformers without a thorough knowledge

of their plans.” When I replied that my ancestry was about as good as

her money as we dated our name back to 911, she was quite relieved and

asked permission to tell this fact to her friends in order to explain

her interest in me.

Then there was the little incident which I never can forget, so

ludicrous did it appear to me, when Dr. Blackwell and I called upon

Fanny Kemble, and she most tragically exclaimed, “_Women_

DOCTORS! NEVER!”

During the summer months, Dr. Blackwell gained a number of new

acquaintances who, being inclined towards the elevation of woman’s

education, were sent to us by Dr. Harriot K. Hunt, of Boston. Among

these were Miss Elizabeth Peabody and Miss Anne Whitney (the latter

then known simply as a poet, now also as a sculptor) who interested

themselves deeply in our projects. And through them we became

acquainted with Mrs. Angelina Grimké Weld and her sister, Miss Sarah

Grimké, and Mrs. Spring, all these being our neighbors across the

Hudson, residing at Eagleswood. Other valuable aid came through Mrs.

Lucy Stone and Mrs. Antoinette Brown Blackwell who, sharing the home

with us, formed strong links with all the liberally inclined members of

the anti-slavery movement. My friend, Mary L. Booth, became of great

assistance to me, and I joined an association of women, called the

_Alpha_, of which she was secretary.

There was a quiet revolution going on in all strata of social life. The

present generation can form only an approximate idea of the spirit of

the time in those years. New England transcendentalism had influenced

all intelligent people throughout the country. It was a real _Sturm

und Drang_ period which pervaded men and women alike. Abolitionism

was at its height. Everywhere, the _pros_ and _cons_ of the means to

abolish slavery was the topic of conversations and discussions. And

transcendentalism was interpreted into all kinds of _isms_ because

nobody could define its meaning. Thus it happened that there arose

a great many circles and cliques in which one or more theories were

nurtured.

One of the pleasantest of these circles was that formed by the sisters,

Alice and Phœbe Cary, who kept open house every Sunday evening from

eight to eleven o’clock. These were not the fashionable, senseless

receptions of the present day, but real social gatherings where

everybody came regularly and often took up the conversation where

it was left unfinished the week before, or brought the new events

of the week for discussion. All was informal; no sitting down, the

little parlor often holding fifty or sixty guests, many representing

the press or politics; no refreshments except a pitcher of cold water

and glasses in the hall. Eminent men were always the center at these

gatherings--the names of Greeley, Colfax, Ripley, Garrison, and a host

of similar leaders were never wanting.

This description answers very well for all the other circles. The

charm of all these gatherings consisted in the fact that they were not

receptions but places where everybody came regularly when disengaged

otherwise, or while in New York if not resident. No refreshments were

served but a liberal supply of ice water, with plenty of glasses, stood

in a little room or in the hall, while conversation or discussion or

music or even dancing formed the attraction.

One circle was the promoter of women in the press, and this was

headed by Mrs. Elizabeth Oakes Smith. She held open house on Thursday

evenings, and here all the then-known press women, musicians and

artists met in the most liberal spirit.

In the educational field were Mrs. Kirtland and Miss Haynes, who each

had the best school for young ladies but to whose houses invitations

were needed.

The esthetic group, representing those who aspired to the cultivation

of the fine arts, and including exiles of renown, gathered at evening

receptions under the leadership of Mrs. X. In her elegant parlors every

one who was introduced by those already accepted was welcomed and

entertained with music, conversation and card playing. Mr. and Mrs.

George Hildreth could be found there week after week, as well as the

then most-renowned musicians and actors.

Another very prominent circle was that of the Free Lovers, then so

called. Mrs. Grosvenor was called by Mr. Alcott, whom I first met at

her evenings, the “high priestess of free love.” This circle was most

frequented by all persons who represented any _ism_. Mr. Alcott

held his conversations often in this house. Messrs. Ripley, Greeley,

Albert Brisbane; the pianist, Gottschalk; the advocate of Spiritualism,

Andrew Jackson Davis; the communist, Stephen Pearl Andrews;

representatives of legislatures and of Congress; as well as literary

women and artists--all could here find people who were intellectually

congenial to them in this field of speculation.

A purely artistic circle gathered at Miss Freeman’s studio apartments.

She being then the most prominent illustrator of books, drew around

her delightful aspirants in art and music. In her parlor, I met Miss

Charlotte Cushman, who kindly patronized me and my internes and

students after the New York Infirmary was established, by sending us

tickets to her performances.

An important social circle gathered around Mrs. Z., the leader of taste

and fashion, who entertained in her elegant and spacious parlors. Here

also whist playing was cultivated under the leadership of Mr. George

Hildreth, who patiently taught me whenever I could join his table.

The philanthropic circle was the smallest. Its leaders were Mr.

Charles Brace of “Five Points” fame, Mr. Peter Cooper, Miss Elizabeth

P. Peabody, and the Sedgwick family, of which Miss Catherine Sedgwick

was the most prominent member. I attended meetings of this circle

through Dr. Elizabeth Blackwell.

Another important and active influence was exerted by the admirers of

the socialist Fourier. A movement was initiated similar to the Brook

Farm movement, in Boston. Mr. Marcus Spring had erected a phalanstery,

in Eagleswood, New Jersey, where ideal housekeeping, education, the

cultivation of literature and high-grade amusement were the objects

pursued. To this phase of social life, I was introduced through Mrs.

Theodore Weld, Miss Sarah Grimké, Miss Elizabeth P. Peabody and Mrs.

Horace Mann. Menial labor was abhorred, in contradistinction to Brook

Farm ideas; the culture of mind and of body was preëminent, and Mr.

Theodore Weld was the High Priest.

A strange center was that of the demonstrating Spiritualists, who

were held together by Mrs. Cleveland and her sister, Mrs. Horace

Greeley. Here, as it happened, abolitionists appeared most prominently,

and general invitations to the house were extended only during the

“Convention Week” in May. The Fox Sisters have been said to perform

wonderful feats on such occasions. I never witnessed any, as each time

that I happened to be present disturbing elements were said to prevent

the materialization of the spirits. Soon after this, the Fox Sisters

joined the Roman Catholic Church and were said to have confessed that

all their performances were well-arranged deceptions.

Thus I became acquainted with the leading minds who agitated the

public, and who helped to advance our plans for the establishment of a

hospital where women physicians could prove their capacity and skill by

attending sick women and children.

Unfortunately, Dr. Blackwell was not in general harmony with these

different phases of social development; on the contrary, she often

felt repelled by the theories advanced by them. And I was not only

interested and instructed in the various ways of freedom of thought

and speech, but also greatly amused by the frequent extravaganzas and

oddities of persons and occurrences, especially at the Anti-Slavery

meetings and, later, at the so-called Woman’s Rights conventions.

For instance, on one occasion Mrs. Ernestine L. Rose was speaking, when

a mob of men was determined to quiet her by making unseemly noises.

A handsome, delicate little woman, she stood silent on the platform

listening to the roaring of these men. All at once they became quiet,

impressed by her statuelike dignity, and one of the disturbers called

out, “Go on, old steamboat!” to which she calmly replied, “As soon

as you have done.” She then spoke for a whole hour without further

interruption.

Similar interruptions can be related by Lucy Stone and Antoinette

Brown Blackwell. Both of these ladies at that time formed part of Dr.

Elizabeth Blackwell’s family, in New York, which was presided over

by the most genial, kind and efficient old lady, Mrs. Blackwell, the

mother.

A great misfortune for us was that the components of these circles,

while not exactly poor, were certainly not rich. All the assistance

which they could give us was in good will and good wishes. Yet these

were of great help after all, for they opened channels which led us to

the well-to-do. These latter were influenced by motives of philanthropy

and also by the general awakening of the spirit which began to demand

nobler fields of action than the providing of mere physical comforts.

They also opened the way for us to friends such as Mr. George W.

Curtis, Rev. O. B. Frothingham (then in Newark), Rev. Henry Ward

Beecher, Drs. McCready, Kissam and Porter, Rev. Mr. Bellows, Rev. Mr.

Chapin, Dr. Tuthill (one of the editors of the New York _Times_)

and his wife and sister; Mrs. R. G. Shaw (mother of Col. Robert Shaw),

Mrs. Marcus Spring, the Misses Sedgwick, Mrs. Howland and many others,

who came to our assistance and turned the social scale somewhat in our

favor.

I might here record an experience which I had as a member of what we

would now call a “Woman’s Club,” and which was named the “Alpha.” This

association was composed of women who were striving for the advancement

of women. Its leader and president was Mrs. Lyons, Miss Mary L. Booth

was secretary, and Miss Sarah Tuthill was treasurer. Its meetings were

held alternately at the houses of Mrs. Lyons and Miss Booth. It also

held social gatherings several times during the year, and to these

gentlemen were invited and asked to take part in the discussions.

Among these latter were Horace Greeley and George Ripley, but there

were also all persons well known in literary or professional life.

At one of these latter meetings the divorce question was made the

subject for discussion, and Mr. Horace Greeley was appointed to take

the negative side and I the affirmative. As I was with and in the

spirit of the times in discussing the subject, it was decided by the

judges that I had the better of the argument.

Mr. Greeley was so excited and provoked that he said, “Then, Madam,

I understand that a man has the right to say to his wife on Sunday

morning when he finds that a button is missing on his shirt, ‘Wife, I

demand that we get divorced!’”

All were rather confounded by his argument and looked dubiously at me.

Fortunately, my wits were previously rather excited, and so I replied:

“Mr. Greeley, the sooner such a man seeks a divorce from his wife, the

better for her, because if he considers such a trifle as he mentions a

cause for divorce, he is not married in the sense he ought to be.”

This incident he related soon afterward in the _Tribune_, with

the addition of pointing out the danger to which the “thinking” of

women will lead. And he markedly ignored me whenever by chance we met

afterward.

All these experiences were of great interest and advantage to me

personally, and I developed all these opportunities for forwarding my

plans and gaining friends, little by little, for the idea of employing

women physicians. But the main object at that time was to gain friends

for the proposed Fair in December.

As I now look back on that time when a little pin-cushion or mat was

presented for this enterprise and think how joyful we were, as we saw

in every little gift the desired dollar, or even fifty cents, and then

compare that state of affairs with the present, when we calmly announce

that ten thousand dollars must be raised by a Fair, I cannot hope to

describe the happy emotion which I then felt over the gift of fifty

cents.

It is not the size of the gift or the amount of money which it

represents which swells our breast with thankfulness and happiness.

It is, after all, the sympathy which the gift conveys which makes its

value, and this value is greatest when such sympathy is most needed.

Oh! the golden time of Youth and Hope! How little we improve the

chances in our later years to assist the young in their aspirations!

And thus do we deprive both them and ourselves of that which means true

happiness, namely, sympathetic relations between on the one hand, those

who keep the world and its interests moving by their aspirations; and,

on the other hand, those who have retired, often with disappointment,

because of the little they could effect individually.

It is youth and the superior wisdom of the young, no matter whether

they have it in reality or only in their imagination, which leads

humanity onward toward the millennium. Humanity is, and must remain,

young; and no olden times are worthy of being held up as an example.

Meanwhile, letters from Dr. Emily Blackwell, who was continuing her

studies in England, came cheeringly with promises of help towards the

Fair. But she also continued to urge the abandonment of the work in the

United States and its transference to London, where a desire to promote

the education of medical women had begun to manifest itself after

Miss Florence Nightingale had so successfully shown the necessity of

educating nurses in their profession.

One of the great advantages in such transference to England urged upon

Dr. Blackwell was that we would not there have to live down or fight

the nefarious and criminal practice which was being carried on chiefly

in New York City, but also more or less in smaller places, and which by

its advertising in the newspapers had created such a strong prejudice

against “Doctresses,” as its practitioners were styled.

We were obliged to place the intention of training nurses in the

foreground when appealing for sympathy or assistance in our work, in

order to get any kind of hearing among the philanthropists, or in

sending articles to the newspapers.

Finally, in November, we saw the result of our efforts becoming

substantiated in boxes, in baskets, in trunks and in the closets, so

that we now were ready to decide upon a locality where we might offer

our treasures to the benevolent of New York City.

Dr. Blackwell called a meeting in her parlors of all the ladies who

had interested themselves during the summer, and we discussed halls,

as well as vestries, which might prove attractive to the public, and

a committee was appointed to visit the different places and to seek

interviews with those in control of them.

I was, of course, one of the members of the committee, and we decided

to go to the places in groups of two or three and to report the result

at the end of a week. In less than three days, however, the chairman

called a meeting of the committee because of the experiences of the

three groups who had spent two days from morning till evening visiting

the agents of the different desirable, and even undesirable, locations.

Everywhere they had received the same answer, namely, “We don’t want to

have anything to do with women doctors or irresponsible ladies wishing

to hold a Fair in our place.”

Not the proposition to pay in advance nor the promise that we should

not advertise the fact that it was intended to furnish a hospital for

female physicians, as they were then called, could soften the hearts of

these men, who simply closed all discussion by saying, “It is not our

custom to deal with ladies.” Even the kind words of Dr. Bellows could

not induce the men of his church to allow us the use of their vestry.

What was to be done?

A general meeting was again called, and the husband of one of the

committee, Mrs. Haydock, suggested that we hire a large loft in a

building, in the business quarters, of which he had control. This was

an unfinished room with a bare floor of unplaned boards with numerous

knot holes and protruding nails. It had no fixtures for lighting and

no ornaments overhead but rough beams and rafters. Another lady of the

committee proposed to send her parlor chandeliers to be connected with

the gas pipes; while a friend of Dr. Blackwell made a drawing showing

how to cover bare, rough walls with evergreens and wreaths. Others

loaned rugs for the floor and draperies for the walls, and we used

evergreens to conceal the bareness above.

The necessity to have a place at all caused us to accept these

propositions and, in spite of three long rough flights of stairs,

we advertised our Fair largely and also the motive for holding it,

praising its arrangements and enlarging upon its novelty as well as

upon its choice goods. We charged ten cents admission and we drew

a good attendance for four days, realizing six hundred dollars net

profit. And what an immense sum this seemed to us all!

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