Armed Liberty

There is a woman high up atop of the Capital called, Armed Liberty. She is armed with a sword. But the lady is not content. There is a look of keen dissatisfaction in her bronzed eye, “Take your old corroded sword, I want a ballot!” She exclaims. And she won't be happy till she gets it—and then—she'll most probably cast it into the House, or Senate chamber and scare the law-makers out of a year's growth.