Denver’s church congregation was mostly women despite a male-heavy city.

Evidence

I attended service twice at the Episcopal church, where the service was beautifully read and sung; but in a city in which men preponderate the congregation was mainly composed of women, who fluttered their fans in a truly distracting way. Except for the churchgoing there were few perceptible signs of Sunday in Denver, which was full of rowdies from the mountain mining camps. You can hardly imagine the delight of joining in those grand old prayers after so long a deprivation. The “Te Deum” sounded heavenly in its magnificence; but the heat was so tremendous that it was hard to “warstle” through the day. They say that they have similar outbreaks of solar fury all through the winter. — Isabella L. Bird, A Lady’s Life in the Rocky Mountains, 437