I
believe I have mentioned before my considerable pride that my home state
of Wyoming was the first jurisdiction in the United States to give women free and equal suffrage with men in all elections. This was
accomplished in 1869 when the sparsely populated U.S. Territory was still largely raw frontier.
A
fair amount has been written on pioneer women office holders like
Esther Hobart Morris, a Justice of the Peace in South Pass or
Bailiff Mary Atkinson* in Laramie, both in 1870. Less well known is the first woman to
actually cast a ballot in a general
election on September 6, 1870, Louisa
Ann Swain.
White women were still scarce
in a place where adventuresome men
were seeking fortunes in mining,
ranching, farming, and the fine art
of separating other fortune seekers from their gains in saloons and whore houses. Others were laborers on the railroad, hard rock miners,
cowboys, and soldiers. The very scarcity of women raised their esteem
and value in the rough and tumble rail heads and mining boom towns.
Women
came in two classes, although it was
quite possible to move up—or down—between them.
First on the scene were, almost inevitably, the whores. Many suffered
and were abused. But others prospered, saved their money and often became local landowners and businesswomen. More than a few married their more prosperous
Johns and by the acceptable alchemy
of the time and place were soon respectable
ladies.
Gentlewomen came first as the
wives of officers and non-coms at Army posts, with the
bosses and foremen on the Union Pacific
railroad construction crews, as
the sun-bonnet pioneer wives of
would-be sod busters. Then, as the towns became a little more settled,
they came as the wives of merchants,
as school marms, and as single fortune hunters. Many of these women, too, went into business
running laundries, hotels, boarding houses, and
such. With their husbands mostly too busy grubbing
money to pay attention to civic
affairs, women of both classes, sometimes in an uneasy and suspicious alliance, sometimes at each other’s throats,
had become de facto civic
leaders even before the Territorial
legislature extended the franchise.
For
their part the powers in Cheyenne
were amenable to this radical new experiment because they hoped sooner rather than later to become a
state even though the population was
far below the usual requirement. They knew that the Territory’s chances of
admission to the Union would be
enhanced if it was safely Republican—the
party of the rising cattle barons, mine owners, merchants,
and professional classes. But Democrats—laborers,
miners, homesteaders, small ranchers threatened
to swamp Republicans at the polls.
Women, especially respectable women, were considered to be reliably Republican and adding them to the
voting rolls gave the party an edge.
Republicans
did come to dominate the state but extending the vote to women
frightened the Eastern Establishment
and in the end probably delayed admission to the Union until 1890. Certainly, Harper’s Weekly and other
popular newspapers and magazines mocked
Wyoming women voters mercilessly.
But Wyoming stuck to its guns anyway—some said because Territorial
legislators were afraid of their wives.
Modest
Louisa Ann Swain, a demure Quaker grandmother,
probably did not set out to make history.
She was up and about early and left her home in Laramie carrying a small tin pail, intent on purchasing some yeast at a general store for her baking. On her errand she happened to pass a polling place that was still being set
up and not yet officially open. Wanting
to get on with her baking without having to come back downtown, she inquired if she might be allowed to cast her vote
then.
The accommodating election official obliged and as a small crowd of the usual loafers and political hacks looked on, she marked her ballot. One of the observers was a reporter for the Laramie Sentinel who described her as “a gentle white-haired housewife, Quakerish in appearance.” The same paper congratulated the good behavior of witnesses, “There was too much good sense in our community for any jeers or sneers to be seen on such an occasion.”
Of course, other women made it to the polls that day. And it is even possible that in some other town bereft of documentation someone else actually voted earlier. But let’s give Swain the credit she deserves.
She had been born in Norfolk, Virginia in 1800 as Louisa Ann Gardner, the daughter of a sailing captain who was lost at sea in her childhood. Her widowed mother moved to Charleston, South Carolina where she died sometime later leaving young Louisa an orphan.
Sent to live with an uncle in Baltimore, Maryland Louisa met and married Stephen Swain, who operated a successful chair factory, in 1821. The couple had four children. But with the youngest still in swaddling, Stephen got the itchy feet that seemed epidemic among 19th Century men. He sold the factory and moved west, first to Zanesville, Ohio, and later to Indiana.
Mrs. Strong in her proper Quaker cap with a book of devotions.When
the couple’s oldest son moved his family to Wyoming in 1868, the elder Swains
came with him. Not that they stayed
long. Within a year or so of fateful
election with Stephen ailing, the couple returned to Maryland where he died in
1872. In 1880 Louisa was laid by his
side in the Friends Burial Ground.
The Louisa Swain Foundation dedicated the Wyoming House for Historic Women in
downtown Laramie in 2005. A life size bronze statue of Swain
stands in a plaza in front of the
building which houses a sort of Wyoming
Women’s Hall of Fame. Thirteen honorees inside include Esther Hobart
Morris, bailiff Mary Atkinson, Nellie
Tayloe Ross, first woman elected
Governor in the United States and first woman Director of the U.S. Mint, and Congresswoman Liz Cheney who lately has made headlines
as a rare GOP critic of Donald Trump and the attempted insurrection at the U.S.
Capitol in 2021.
Louisa Strain's life size statue stands in front of Laramie's Wyoming House for Historic Women. She is shown with her yeast pail and ballot.
On
this date in 2008 Congress declared
an official Louis Ann Swain Day.
*A decedent,
Otis Halverson of Cheyenne informs me that the bailiff is misidentified,
an error perpetuated in various sources. Her first name was Martha, not Mary,
although it is possible that she used Mary as a nickname. And at the time she served as a bailiff she
was known as Boise, the name of her second husband. After being widowed for the second time she
married Mr. Atkinson years later. As far
as I can tell the confusion arose due to reliance on newspaper interviews
conducted late in her life which naturally referred to her as Mrs.
Atkinson. Since Mary Atkinson is the
name I found most usually cited, I have let it stand in the body of the article
and noted the clarification here.
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