Elizabeth T. Stone, A Sketch of the Life of Elizabeth T. Stone and of Her Persecutions
“ I am thrown out upon the world without any thing to help myself with. My money that I labored hard for, late and early, confined to a factory life, is taken by my brothers. They are not willing to give me my own, or to help me. I am unable to work, my body is in such distress; and I have no spirit to support me under any thing, and am dependant upon the kindness of friends who have been deceived about me, by the false report that I was deranged, while all the time I was suffering the greatest cruelty that could be practised upon an immortal being. ”
