Chapter 5

August Riots

Imprisoning women had met with considerable public disapproval, and

attendant political embarrassment to the Administration. That the

presidential pardon would end this embarrassment was doubtless the hope

of the Administration. The pickets, however, returned to their posts in

steadily increasing numbers. Their presence at the gates was desired by

the Administration no more now than it had been before the arrests and

imprisonments. But they had found no way to rid themselves of the

pickets. And as another month of picketing drew to an end the

Administration ventured to try other ways to stop it and with it the

consequent embarrassment. Their methods became physically more brutal

and politically more stupid. Their conduct became lawless in the

extreme.

Meanwhile the President had drafted the young men of America in their

millions to die on foreign soil for foreign democracy. He had issued a

special appeal to women to give their work, their treasure and their

sons to this enterprise. At the same time his now gigantic figure stood

obstinately across the path to our main objective. It was our daily

task to keep vividly in his mind that objective. It was our

responsibility to compel decisive action from him.

Using the return of Envoy Root from his mission to Russia as another

dramatic opportunity to speak to the President we took to the picket

line these mottoes:

TO ENVOY ROOT

YOU SAY THAT AMERICA MUST THROW ITS MANHOOD TO THE SUPPORT OF LIBERTY.

WHOSE LIBERTY?

THIS NATION IS NOT FREE. TWENTY MILLION WOMEN ARE DENIED BY THE

PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES THE RIGHT TO REPRESENTATION IN THEIR OWN

GOVERNMENT.

TELL THE PRESIDENT THAT HE CANNOT FIGHT AGAINST LIBERTY AT HOME WHILE

HE TELLS US TO FIGHT FOR LIBERTY ABROAD.

TELL HIM TO MAKE AMERICA SAFE FOR DEMOCRACY BEFORE HE ASKS THE MOTHERS

OF AMERICA TO THROW THEIR SONS TO THE SUPPORT OF DEMOCRACY IN EUROPE.

ASK HIM HOW HE CAN REFUSE LIBERTY TO AMERICAN CITIZENS WHEN HE IS

FORCING MILLIONS OF AMERICAN BOYS OUT OF THEIR COUNTRY TO DIE FOR

LIBERTY.

At no time during the entire picketing was the traffic on Pennsylvania

Avenue so completely obstructed as it was for the two hours during

which this banner made its appearance on the line. Police captains who

three weeks before were testifying that the police could not manage the

crowds, placidly looked on while these new crowds increased.

We did not regard Mr. Wilson as our President. We felt that he had

neither political nor moral claim to our allegiance. War had been made

without our consent. The war would be finished and very likely a bad

peace would be written without our consent. Our fight was becoming

increasingly difficult—I might almost say desperate. Here we were, a

band of women fighting with banners, in the midst of a world armed to

the teeth. And so it was not very difficult to understand how high

spirited women grew more resentful, unwilling to be a party to the

President’s hypocrisy, the hypocrisy so eager to sacrifice life without

stint to the vague hope of liberty abroad, while refusing to assist in

the peaceful legislative steps which would lead to self-government in

our own country. As a matter of fact the President’s constant oratory

on freedom and democracy moved them to scorn. They were stung into a

protest so militant as to shock not only the President but the public.

We inscribed on our banner what countless American women‘ had long

thought in their hearts.

The truth was not pleasant but it had to be told. We submitted to the

world, through the picket line, this question:

KAISER WILSON

HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN HOW YOU SYMPATHIZED WITH THE POOR GERMANS BECAUSE

THEY WERE NOT SELF GOVERNED?

20,000,000 AMERICAN WOMEN ARE NOT SELF-GOVERNED. TAKE THE BEAM OUT OF

YOUR OWN EYE.

We did not expect public sympathy at this point. We knew that not even

the members of Congress who had occasionally in debate, but more

frequently in their cloak rooms, and often to us privately, called the

President “autocrat”—“Kaiser”—“Ruler”—“King”—“Czar”—would approve our

telling the truth publicly.

Nor was it to be expected that eager young boys, all agog to fight

Germans, would be averse to attacking women in the meantime. They were

out to fight and such was the public hysteria that it did not exactly

matter whom they fought.

And so those excited boys of the Army and Navy attacked the women and

the banner. The banner was destroyed. Another was brought up to take

its place. This one met the same fate. Meanwhile a crowd was assembling

in front of the White House either to watch or to assist in the

attacks. At the very moment when one banner was being snatched away and

destroyed, President and Mrs. Wilson passed through the gates on their

way to a military review at Fort Myer. The President saw American women

being attacked, while the police refused them protection.

Not a move was made by the police to control the growing crowd. Such

inaction is always a signal for more violence on the part of rowdies.

As the throng moved to and fro between the White House and our

Headquarters immediately opposite, so many banners were destroyed that

finally Miss Lucy Burns, Miss Virginia Arnold and Miss Elizabeth

Stuyvesant took those remaining to the second and third floor balconies

of our building and hung them out. At this point there was not a picket

left on the street. The crowd was clearly obstructing the traffic, but

no attempt was made to move them back or to protect the women, some of

whom were attacked by sailors on their own doorsteps. The two police

officers present watched without interference while three sailors

brought a ladder from the Belasco Theater in the same block, leaned it

against the side of the Cameron House, the Headquarters, climbed up to

the second floor balcony, mounted the iron railing and tore down all

banners and the American flag. One sailor administered a severe blow in

the face with his clenched fist upon Miss Georgina Sturgis of

Washington.

“Why did you do that?” she demanded.

The man halted for a brief instant in obvious amazement and said, “I

don’t know.” And with a violent wrench he tore the banner from her

hands and ran down the ladder.

The narrow balcony was the scene of intense excitement.

But for Miss Burns’ superb strength she would have been dragged over

the railing of the balcony to be plunged to the ground. The mob watched

with fascination while she swayed to and fro in her wrestle with two

young sailors. And still no attempt by the police to quell the riot!

The climax came when in the late afternoon a bullet was fired through

one of the heavy glass windows of the second floor, embedding itself in

the ceiling. The bullet grazed past the head of Mrs. Ella Morton Dean

of Montana. Captain Flather of the 1st Precinct, with two detectives,

later examined the holes and declared they had been made by a 38

caliber revolver, but no attempt was ever made to find the man who had

drawn the revolver.

Meanwhile eggs and tomatoes were hurled at our fresh banners flying

from the flag poles on the building.

Finally police reserves were summoned and in less than five minutes the

crowd was pushed back and the street cleared. Thinking now that they

could rely on the protection of the police, the women started with

their banners for the White House. But the police looked on while all

the banners were destroyed, a few paces from Headquarters. More banners

,went out,—purple, white and gold ones. They, too, were destroyed

before they reached the White House.

This entire spectacle was enacted on August 14, within a stone’s throw

of the White House.

Miss Paul summed up the situation when she said:

“The situation now existing in Washington exists because President

Wilson permits it. Orders were first handed down to the police to

arrest suffragists. The clamor over their imprisonments made this

position untenable. The police were then ordered to protect

suffragists. They were then ordered to attack suffragists. They have

now been ordered to encourage irresponsible crowds to attack

suffragists. No police head would dare so to besmirch his record

without orders from his responsible chief. The responsible chief in the

National Capital is the President of the United States.”

Shortly after the incident of the “Kaiser banner” I was speaking in

Louisville, Kentucky. The auditorium was packed and overflowing with

men and women who had come to hear the story of the pickets.

Up to this time we had very few members in Kentucky and had anticipated

in this Southern State, part of President Wilson ,’s stronghold, that

our Committee would meet with no enthusiasm and possibly with warm

hostility.

I had related briefly the incidents leading up to the picketing and the

Government’s suppressions. I was rather cautiously approaching the

subject of the “Kaiser banner,” feeling timid and hesitant, wondering

how this vast audience of Southerners would take it. Slowly I read the

inscription on the famous banner, “Kaiser Wilson, have you forgotten

how you sympathized with the poor Germans because they were not

self-governed? Twenty million American women are not self-governed.

Take the beam out of your own eye.”

I hardly reached the last word, still wondering what the, intensely

silent audience would do, when a terrific outburst of applause mingled

with shouts of “Good! Good! He is, he is!” came to my amazed ears. As

the applause died down there was almost universal good-natured

laughter. Instead of the painstaking and eloquent explanation which I

was prepared to offer, I had only to join in their laughter.

A few minutes later a telegram was brought to the platform announcing

further arrests. I read:

“Six more women sentenced to-day to 30 days in Occoquan workhouse.”

Instant cries of “Shame! Shame! It’s an outrage!” Scores of men and two

women were on their feet calling for the passage of a resolution

denouncing the Administration’s policy of persecution. The motion of

condemnation was put. It seemed as if the entire audience seconded it.

It went through instantly, unanimously, and again with prolonged shouts

and applause.

The meeting continued and I shall never forget that audience. It

lingered to a late hour, almost to midnight, asking questions, making

brief “testimonials” from the floor with almost evangelical fervor.

Improvised collection baskets were piled high with bills. Women

volunteered for picket duty and certain imprisonment, and the following

day a delegation left for Washington.

I cite this experience of mine because it was typical. Every one who

went through the country telling the story had similar experiences at

this time. Indignation was swift and hot. Our mass meetings everywhere

became meetings of protest during the entire campaign.

And resolutions of protest which always went immediately by wire from

such meetings to the President, his cabinet and to his leaders in

Congress, of course created increasing uneasiness in Democratic

circles.

On August 15th the pickets again attempted to take their posts on the

line.

On this day one lettered banner and fifty purple, white and gold flags

were destroyed by a mob led by sailors in uniform. Alice Paul was

knocked down three times by a sailor in uniform and dragged the width

of the White House sidewalk in his frenzied attempt to tear off leer

suffrage sash.

Miss Katharine Morey of Boston was also knocked to the pavement by a

sailor, who took her flag and then darted off into the crowd. Miss

Elizabeth Stuyvesant was struck by a soldier in uniform and her blouse

torn from her body. Miss Maud Jamison of Virginia was knocked down and

dragged along the sidewalk. Miss Beulah Amidon of North Dakota was

knocked down by a sailor.

In the midst of these riotous scenes, a well-known Washington

correspondent was emerging from the White House, after an interview

with the President. Dr. Cart’ Grayson, the President’s physician,

accompanying him to the door, advised:

“You had better go out the side entrance. Those damned women are in the

front.”

In spite of this advice the correspondent made his exit through the

same gate by which he had entered, and just in time to ward off an

attack by a sailor on one of the frailest girls in the group.

The Administration, in its desperation, ordered the police to

lawlessness. On August 16th, fifty policemen led the mob in attacking

the women. Hands were bruised and arms twisted lit’ police officers and

plainclothes men. Two civilians who tried to rescue the women from the

attacks of the police were arrested. The police fell upon these young

women with more brutality even than the mobs they had before

encouraged. Twenty-five lettered banners and 123 Party flags were

destroyed by mobs and police on this afternoon.

As the crowd grew more dense, the police temporarily retired from the

attack. When their activities had summoned a sufficiently large and

infuriated mob, they would rest. And so the passions of the mob

continued unchecked upon these irrepressible women, and from day to day

the Administration gave its orders.

Finding that riots and mob attacks had not terrorized the pickets, the

Administration decided again to arrest the women in the hope of ending

the agitation. Having lost public sympathy through workhouse sentences,

having won it back by pardoning the women, the Administration felt it

could afford to risk losing it again, or rather felt that it had

supplied itself with an appropriate amount of stage-setting.

And so on the third day of the riotous attacks, when it was clear that

the pickets would persist, the Chief of Police called at headquarters

to announce to Miss Paul that “orders have been changed and henceforth

women carrying banners will be arrested”

Meanwhile the pickets heard officers shout to civilian friends as they

passed—“Come back at four o’clock.”

Members of the daily mob announced at the noon hour in various nearby

restaurants that “the suffs will be arrested to-day at 4 o’clock.”

Four o’clock is the hour the Government clerks begin to swarm

homewards. The choice of this hour by the police to arrest the women

would enable them to have a large crowd passing the White House gates

to lend color to the fiction that “pickets were blocking the traffic.”

Throughout the earlier part of the afternoon the silent sentinels stood

unmolested, carrying these mottoes:

ENGLAND AND RUSSIA ARE ENFRANCHISING WOMEN IN WAR-TIME.

HOW LONG MUST WOMEN WAIT FOB LIBERTY?

THE GOVERNMENT ORDERS OUR BANNERS DESTROYED BECAUSE THEY TELL THE

TRUTH.

At four o’clock the threatened arrests took place. The women arrested

were Miss Lavinia Dock of Pennsylvania, Miss Edna Dixon of Washington,

D. C., a young public school teacher; Miss Natalie Gray of Colorado,

Mrs. Win. Upton Watson and Miss Lucy Ewing of Chicago, and Miss

Catherine Flanagan of Connecticut.

Exactly forty minutes were allowed for the trial of these six women.

One police officer testified that they were “obstructing traffic.”

None of the facts of the hideous and cruel manhandling by the mobs and

police officers was allowed to be brought out. Nothing the women could

say mattered. The judge pronounced : “Thirty days in Occoquan workhouse

in lieu of a $10.00 fine.”

And so this little handful of women, practically all of them tiny and

frail of physique, began the cruel sentence of 30 days in the

workhouse, while their cowardly assailants were not even reprimanded,

nor were those who destroyed over a thousand dollars’ worth of banners

apprehended.

The riots had attracted sufficient attention to cause some anxiety in

Administration circles. Protests against us and others against the

rioters pressed upon them. Congress was provoked into a little

activity; activity which reflected some doubt as to the wisdom of

arresting women without some warrant in law.

Two attempts were made, neither of which was successful, to give the

Administration more power and more law.

Senator Culberson of Texas, Democrat, offered a bill authorizing

President Wilson at any time to prohibit any person from approaching or

entering any place—in short blanket authority granting the President or

his officials limitless power over the actions of human beings.

Realizing that this could be used to prohibit picketing the White House

we appeared before a committee hearing on the bill and spoke against

it. The committee did not have the boldness to report such a bill.

Senator Myers of Montana, an influential member of the Democratic

majority, introduced into the Senate a few days later a resolution

making it illegal to picket the White House. The shamelessness of

admitting to the world that acts for which women had been repeatedly

sentenced to jail, and for which women were at that moment lying in

prison, were so legal as to make necessary a special act of Congress

against them, was appalling. The Administration policy seemed to be

“Let us put women in jail first—let us enact a law to keep them there

afterwards,”

This tilt between Senator Brandegee, of Connecticut, antisuffrage

Republican, and Senator Myers, suffrage Democrat, took place when Mr.

Myer’s presented his bill:

MR. BRANDEGEE: . . . Was there any defect in the legal proceedings by

which these trouble makers were sentenced and put in jail a few weeks

ago?

MR. MYERS: None that I know of. I am not in a position to pass upon

that. I do not believe any was claimed . . . .

MR. BRANDEGEE: Inasmuch as the law was sufficient to land them in jail

. . . I fail to see why additional legislation is necessary on the

subject.

MR. MYERS: There seems to be a doubt in the mind of some whether the

present law is sufficient and I think it ought to be put beyond doubt.

I think . . . the laws are not stringent or severe enough . . . .

MR. BRANDEGEE : They were stringent enough to land the malefactors in

jail . . . .

In spite of Senator Myers’ impassioned appeal to his colleagues, be was

unable to command any support for his bill. I quote this from his

speech in the Senate August 18, 1917:

MR. MYERS: Mr. President, I wish to say a few words about the bill I

have just introduced. It is intended for the enactment of better and

more adequate legislation to prevent the infamous, outrageous,

scandalous, and, I think, almost treasonable actions that have been

going on around the White House for months past, which President of the

United States have been a gross insult to the and to the people of the

United States; I mean the so-called picketing of the White House. . .

These disgusting proceedings have been going on for months, and if

there is no adequate law to stop them, I think there ought to be.

“I believe the President, in the generosity of his heart, erred when he

pardoned some of the women who have been conducting these proceedings,

after they had been sentenced to 60 days in the workhouse. I believe

they deserved the sentence, and they ought to have been compelled to

serve it . . . .

“I for one am not satisfied longer to sit here idly day by day and

submit to having the President of the United States insulted with

impunity before the people of the country and before all the world. It

is a shame and reproach.

“I hope this bill . . . will receive careful consideration and that it

may be enacted into law and may be found an adequate preventive and

punishment for such conduct.”

This bill, which died a well-deserved death, is so amusing as to

warrant reproduction. Although lamenting our comparison between the

President and the Kaiser, it will be seen that Senator Myers brought

forth a thoroughly Prussian document:

A BILL

For the better protection and enforcement of peace and order and the

public welfare in the District of Columbia.

Be it enacted by the Senate and House of Representatives o f the United

States o f America in Congress assembled, That when the United States

shall be engaged in war it shall be unlawful for any person or persons

to carry, hold, wave, exhibit, display, or have in his or her

possession in any public road, highway, alley, street, thoroughfare,

park, or other public place in the District of Columbia, any banner,

flag, streamer, sash, or other device having thereon any words or

language with reference to the President or the Vice President of the

United States, or any words or language with reference to the

Constitution of the United States, or the right of suffrage, or right

of citizenship, or any words or language with reference to the duties

of any executive official or department of the United States, or with

reference to any proposed amendment to the Constitution of the United

States, or with reference to any law or proposed law of the United

States, calculated to bring the President of the United States or the

Government of the United States into contempt, or which may tend to

cause confusion, or excitement, or obstruction of the streets or

sidewalks thereof, or any passage in any public place.

Sec. 2. That any person committing any foregoing described offense

shall, upon conviction thereof, for each offense be fined not less than

$100 nor more than $1,000 or imprisoned not less than thirty days nor

more than one year, or by both such fine and imprisonment.

Voices were raised in our behalf, also, and among them I note the

following letter written to Major Pullman by Gilson Gardner:[1]

[1] The distinguished journalist who went to Africa to meet Theodore

Roosevelt and accompanied him on his return journey to America.

Mr. Raymond Pullman,

Chief of Police,

Washington, D. C.

My dear Pullman,—

I am writing as an old friend to urge you to get right in this matter

of arresting the suffrage pickets. Of course the only way for you to

get right is to resign. It has apparently become impossible for you to

stay in office and do your duty. The alternative is obvious.

You must see, Pullman, that you cannot be right in what you have done

in this matter. You have given the pickets adequate protection; but you

have arrested them and had them sent to jail and the workhouse; you

have permitted the crowd to mob them, and then you have had your

officers do much the same thing by forcibly taking their banners from

them. In some of the actions you must have been wrong. If it was right

to give them protection and let them stand at the White House for five

months, both before and after the war, it was not right to do what you

did later.

You say that it was not right when you were “lenient” and gave them

protection. You cannot mean that. The rightness or wrongness must be a

matter of law, not of personal discretion, and for you to attempt to

substitute your discretion is to set up a little autocracy m place of

the settled laws of the land. This would justify a charge of

“Kaiserism” right here in our capital city.

The truth is, Pullman, you were right when you gave these women

protection. That is what the police are for. When there are riots they

are supposed to quell them, not by quelling the “proximate cause,” but

by quelling the rioters.

I know your police officers now quite well and know that they are most

happy when they are permitted to do their duty. They did not like the

dirty business of permitting a lot of sailors and street rifraff to

rough the girls. All that went against the grain, but when you let them

protect the pickets, as you did March third, when a thousand women

marched around and around the White House, the officers were as

contented as they were efficient.

Washington has a good police force and there has never been a minute

when they could not have scattered any group gathered at the White

House gates and given perfect protection to the women standing there.

You know why they did not do their duty.

In excusing what you have done, you say that the women carried banners

with “offensive” inscriptions on them. You refer to the fact that they

have addressed the President as “Kaiser Wilson.” As a matter of fact

not an arrest you have made—and the arrests now number more than

sixty—has been for carrying one of those “offensive” banners. The women

were carrying merely the suffrage colors or quotations from President

Wilson’s writings.

But, suppose the banners were offensive. Who made you censor of

banners? The law gives you no such power. Even when you go through the

farce of a police court trial the charge is “obstructing traffic”;

which shows conclusively that you are not willing to go into court on

the real issue.

No. As Chief of Police you have no more right to complain of the

sentiments of a banner than you have of the sentiments in an editorial

in the Washington Post, and you have no more right to arrest the

banner-bearer than you have to arrest the owner of the Washington Post

. . . . Congress refused to pass a press censorship law. There are

certain lingering traditions to the effect that a people’s liberties

are closely bound up with the right to talk things out and those who

are enlightened know that the only proper answer to words is words.

When force is opposed to words there is ground for the charge of

“Kaiserism.” . .

There was just one thing for you to have done, Pullman, and that was to

give full and adequate protection to these women, no matter what

banners they carried or what ideas their banners expressed. If there is

any law that can be invoked against the wording of the banners it was

the business of others in the government to start the legal machinery

which would abate them. It was not lawful to abate them by mob

violence, or by arrests. And if those in authority over you were not

willing that you thus do your duty, it was up to you to resign.

After all it would not be such a terrible thing, Pullman, for you to

give up being Chief of Police, particularly when you are not permitted

to be chief of police, but must yield your judgment to the district

commissioners who have yielded their judgment to the White House. Being

Chief of Police under such circumstances can hardly be worth while. You

are a young man and the world is full of places for young men with

courage enough to save their self- respect at the expense of their

jobs. You did that once,-back in the Ballinger-Pinchot days. Why not

now?

Come out and help make the fight which must be made to recover and

protect the liberties which are being filched from us here at home.

There is a real fight looming up for real democracy. You will not be

alone. There are a lot of fine young men, vigorous and patriotic, in

and out of the Administration who are preparing for this fight. Yours

will not be the only resignation. But why not be among the first? Don’t

wait. Let them have your resignation. now and let me be the first to

welcome and congratulate you.

Sincerely,

(Signed) GILSON GARDNER.

Representative John Baer of North Dakota, having witnessed for himself

the riotous scenes, immediately introduced into the House a

resolution[1] demanding an investigation of conditions in the Capital

which permitted mobs to attack women. This, too, went to certain death.

Between the members who did not dare denounce the Administration and

the others who did dare denounce the women, we had to stand quite

solidly on our own program, and do our best to keep them nervous over

the next step in the agitation.

[1] See Appendix 3 for full text of resolution.

The press throughout the entire country at this time protested against

mob violence and the severe sentences pronounced upon the women who had

attempted to hold their banners steadfast.

The Washington (D. C.) Herald, August 19, printed the following

editorial:

There is an echo of the President’s phrase about the “firm hand of

stern repression” in the arrest, conviction and jailing of the six

suffragists; a touch of ruthlessness in their incarceration at Occoquan

along with women of the street, pickpockets and other flotsam and

jetsam. Still, the suffragists are not looking for sympathy, and it

need not be wasted upon them.

The police have arrived at a policy, although no one knows whether it

will be sufficiently stable and consistent to last out the week . . . .

Washington is grateful that the disgraceful period of rioting and mob

violence in front of the White House is at an end, and another crisis

in the militant crusade to bring the Susan B. Anthony amendment before

Congress has been reached.

What is the next step? No one knows. Picketing doubtless will continue,

or an effort will be made to continue it; and militancy, if the police

continue to arrest, instead of giving the women protection, will pass

into a new phase. The suffragists as well as the public at large are

thankful that the police department has finally determined to arrest

the pickets, instead of allowing them to be mobbed by hoodlums .

. . . The public eye will be on Occoquan for the next few weeks, to

find out how these women bear up under the Spartan treatment that is in

store for them. If they have deliberately sought martyrdom, as some

critics have been unkind enough to suggest, they have it now. And if

their campaign, in the opinion of perhaps the great majority of the

public, has been misguided, admiration for their pluck will not be

withheld.

The Boston Journal of August 20, 1917, said in an editorial written by

Herbert N. Pinkham, Jr.:

That higher authorities than the Washington police were responsible for

the amazing policy of rough house employed against the suffrage pickets

has been suspected from the very beginning. Police power in Washington

is sufficient to protect a handful of women against a whole phalanx of

excited or inspired government clerks and uniformed hoodlums, if that

power were used.

. . . In our nation’s capital, women have been knocked down and dragged

through the streets by government employees—including sailors in

uniform. The police are strangely absent at such moments, as a rule,

and arrive only in time to arrest a few women . . . .

Perhaps the inscriptions on the suffrage banners were not tactful. It

is sometimes awkward indeed to quote the President’s speeches after the

speeches have “grown cold.” Also a too vigorous use of the word

“democracy” is distasteful to some government dignitaries, it seems.

But right or wrong, the suffragists at Washington are entitled to

police protection, even though in the minds of the Administration they

are not entitled to the ballot.

Perhaps, even in America, we must have a law forbidding people to carry

banners demanding what they consider their political rights. Such a law

would, of course, prohibit political parades of all kinds, public mass

meetings and other demonstrations of one set of opinions against

another set. Such a law has been proposed by Senator Myers of Montana,

the author of the latest censorship and anti-free speech bill. It may

be necessary to pass the law, if it is also necessary that the public

voice be stilled and the nation become dumb and subservient.

But until there is such a law . . . people must be protected while

their actions remain within the law. If their opinions differ from

ours, we must refrain from smashing their faces, if a certain number of

people believe that they have the right to vote we may either grant

their claim or turn them sadly away, but we may not roll them into the

gutter; if they see fit to tell us our professions of democracy are

empty, we may smile sorrowfully and murmur a prayer for their ignorance

but we may not pelt them with rotten eggs and fire a shot through the

window of their dwelling; if, denied a properly dignified hearing, they

insist upon walking through the streets with printed words on a saucy

banner, we may be amazed at their zeal and pitiful of their bad taste,

but even for the sake of keeping their accusations out of sight of our

foreign visitors (whom we have trained to believe us perfect) we may

not send them to jail . . . .

All this suffrage shouting in Washington has as its single object the

attainment of President Wilson’s material support for equal suffrage .

. . .

President Wilson’s word would carry the question into Congress . . .

Would there be any harm in letting Congress vote on a suffrage

resolution? That would end the disturbance and it would make our shield

of national justice somewhat brighter.

It looks like President Wilson’s move.

Between these opposing currents of protest and support, the

Administration drifted helplessly. Unwilling to pass the amendment, it

continued to send women to prison.

On the afternoon of September 4th, President Wilson led his first

contingent of drafted “soldiers of freedom” down Pennsylvania Avenue in

gala parade, on the first lap of their journey to the battlefields of

France. On the same afternoon a slender line of women—also “soldiers of

freedom”—attempted to march in Washington.

As they attempted to take up their posts, two by two, in front of the

Reviewing Stand, opposite the White House, they were gathered in and

swept away by the police like common street criminals—their golden

banners scarcely flung to the breeze.

MR. PRESIDENT, HOW LONG MUST WOMEN BE DENIED A VOICE IN A GOVERNMENT

WHICH IS CONSCRIPTING THEIR SONS?

was the offensive question on the first banner carried by Miss Eleanor

Calnan of Massachusetts and Miss Edith Ainge of New York.

The Avenue was roped off on account of the parade. There was hardly any

one passing at the time; all traffic had been temporarily suspended, so

there was none to obstruct. But the Administration’s policy must go on.

A few moments and Miss Lucy Branham of Maryland and Mrs. Pauline Adams

of Virginia marched down the Avenue, their gay banners waving joyously

in the autumn sun, to fill up the gap of the two comrades who had been

arrested. They, too, were shoved into the police automobile, their

banners still high and appealing, silhouetted against the sky as they

were hurried to the police station.

The third pair of pickets managed to cross the Avenue, but were

arrested immediately they reached the curb. Still others advanced. The

crowd began to line the ropes and to watch eagerly the line of women

indomitably coming, two by two, into the face of certain arrest. A

fourth detachment was arrested in the middle of the Avenue on the

trolley tracks. But still they came.

A few days later more women were sent to the workhouse for carrying to

the picket line this question:

“President Wilson, what did you mean when you said: ‘We have seen a

good many singular things happen recently. We have been told there is a

deep disgrace resting upon the origin of this nation. The nation

originated in the sharpest sort of criticism of public policy. We

originated, to put it in the vernacular, in a kick, and if it be

unpatriotic to kick, why then the grown man is unlike the child. We

have forgotten the very principle of our origin if we have forgotten

how to object, how to resist, how to agitate, how to pull down and

build up, even to the extent of revolutionary practices, if it be

necessary to readjust matters. I have forgotten my history, if that be

not true history.’”

The Administration had not yet abandoned hope of removing the pickets.

They persisted in their policy of arrests and longer imprisonments.

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