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I told my husband that I dropped out of the reformer group. I lied. But it was for the better. He is happy again. We are happy. He never has to know about my second life. The life where I work to protect women's rights.

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The cold has started to sweep in. It burns in the morning before I get out of bed and make a fire. My husband and I have an even worse relationship and I don't know what to do. He barley speaks to me because of our differing beliefs. Why can't he see that women can hold power too? Why can't he be supportive and helpful? Why can we not just get along?

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This is Me

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Now that the Deceleration of Sedtiments was signed, I feel stronger. I feel better about myself and I have started to feel proud. I am a women. I am going to show that. I have recently joined one of the many reformer groups and I want to help make a difference. However, my dear husband does not support my actions. I feel guilty because of him, but I will not quit. I don't give up. I just hope he understands.

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As we near the last few days of this extensive trip which I can only call an adventure, I can really reflect on what I have to gain and all I have lost in coming out west. My family think I am insane, my friends assumed I had lost my mind, and after this trying journey I, too, see how bold my move here truly was. I am one of few women in the frontier, still, and am in awe of the challenges we have already been presented with. My husband, Wilbur, and I have been fascinated by the west for ages, and have always said that given the opportunity, we would see it for ourselves. I suppose we really made the plan solid when we figured we had nothing left to loose, after Wilbur lost the year's crop to drought. If we have nothing to loose, we have everything to gain, and why not live out our dreams? From Pennslyvannia, the journey has been long, but I know our quest for a better life will be successful.

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Rejoice, rejoice, a thousand times rejoice. I have heard of the first conference held for women's rights in Seneca Falls, New York.  The Declaration of Sentiments was signed by 100 people, 32 of which were men! When I told my husband, he seemed all too unimpressed. I was hoping for much more of a reaction, but if it becomes the social normal, then he will accept it, I know he will. The other two women in town were also excited, but much less so than I. Maybe I'm giving them less credit than they deserve... they were just much less open about their excitement. Up

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Quinn Kelley

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It seems that I am not alone in my quandary over women's place in the world; is it fit for men to put us where we belong? Or is it unjust, and therefore oppression unless we are granted the right to belong where we see fit, not where we are put. Triumphant I stand as I hear the news that women's temperance reforms are gaining popularity. We will not stand idly by any longer, and watch. I can only wait, for now, for more information and rejoice that the suffrage has finally come to the beginning of the end.

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I am finding life in the west increasingly lonely. The adventure I experienced on the journey here was nothing short of breath taking, but as time wears on, it is bleak, and unsatisfying. I love my husband and thank god for everyday for him. However, it is difficult for me to be treated like a china doll, and be tried so hard at the same time. I thought I would have proven myself capable on our journey here, but in response to most things I say, I hear, "It is no place for a woman," and "The west is still too wild." How can I change his views if he will not even allow me to demonstrate my capacity? And if I am to be bound to the role of a house wife, how may I do so when I am hardly able to do what women normally do? I can only clean so much, and cook so many meals, and how can I have children with the looming shadow of death casting it's shadow all the way across the west? On the journey here, one family lost three children to cholera in just five days, one at only 19 months old. So, I cannot fill the duties women are meant to fill, and am forbidden from anything even a smidgen masculine. I can't win.

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Women on the Frontier, and Women's Suffrage 

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Women on the Frontier, and Women's Suffrage 

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ENDURING UNDERSTANDING- Life in the West was very challenging and did not generally live up to the idealized and romantic notions that people sometimes ascribed to it