VICTORIA WOODHULL.

Thames Guardian and Mining Record, Volume I, Issue 146, 28 March 1872, Page 3

VICTORIA WOODHULL.

The appearance and manner of Victoria Woodhuli, the Free Love and Womau’s Rights’ champion, are somewhat unique. She has an eager—what, indeed, may be called an intense—face, the preternatural haggardness of which not even the arts of toilet could disguise. The impression derived from the study of her features is that there are unhealthy forces at work within her which render tier an entire stranger to the serenities which mako woman the help-meet of nia-i, and hold within them the prophesies of better days to come. The upper portion of her face might belong to Cassandra, but the lower portion, especially the lips, which, it is said, are an unfailing index to her character, much more fitly associate with the idea ot Crcssida. There is, too, an elfish luminosity in her eyes, which, if bold, are yet furtive, and wander in all directions at once. Her voice is not without a certain charm, being clear, and to some extent, musical, and has evidently received the advantages of ail excellent training, which renders her elocution quite agreeable. Her manner last night was quite composed, although it is not at all difficult to believe that she can, on provocation, flame out into the fury of a tigress. Upon the whole, we should say that she is a woman possessed of considerable intelligence, which is diseased at its root, and whose qualities of inherent delicacy and sensitiveness are too weak to withhold her from the pursuit and prosecution of her mission. “ Quiet,” says Lord Byron, “to quick bosoms is % hell.” And this, we take it, sums up the case of Victoria Woodhuli.