CHAPTER XIV

THE WOMAN AND THE VOTE

The Home in London—Sympathy with Woman Suffrage—The Blind

Gardener—Clubs—Hatred of Flunkeyism.

[Sidenote: The Home in London.]

His belief in Woman Suffrage probably began before he met his wife. It

was but a month after his marriage that he voted for Mill’s motion in

favour of extending the suffrage to women, the first time the question

was introduced into the House of Commons.

The hampered and restricted position of women industrially was a

condition that stirred Fawcett strongly. He felt that to bring the

necessary pressure upon legislation, women should have votes, and that

much of the injustice from which they suffered was due to their

political powerlessness.

He loved a fight, and believed in competition to determine merit, but

his spirit revolted at the unjust restraint of the rights of mind and

virtue by brute force. He found that many paupers were women, and that

their chance to support themselves was often negligible. So few

wage-earning opportunities were open to them that their employers were

able to make what terms they pleased with these impoverished seekers for

work. Poor women often gladly accepted wages which were insufficient to

hold soul and body together. Fawcett enthusiastically advocated that

women should be given a fair chance to do what work they could do well.

He spoke and worked to have women admitted to the examinations at

Cambridge. He did not attempt to dwell on the equality or inequality of

man and woman, but consistent with his lively sense of fairness, he felt

that they should be given at least an equal chance to develop whatever

powers they had. The sad fate of the hundreds of women whose lives were

forced into useless inactivity depressed him: he did what he could all

his life to open many new fields to them.

[Sidenote: Zeal for Fair Play.]

His single-handed fight against a Bill restricting the work of adult

women was in the same direction. In this he took a very independent

position. He considered that restrictions on adult women were an

infringement of their liberty, and that it would probably have the

effect of lessening their already narrow chances of employment. His

quickness to consider this second point was evidenced also in his

treatment of a question arising out of the bill for the compulsory

registration of teachers. A lady quite unknown to Fawcett wrote that it

would tend to prevent many a young woman who was not regularly employed

in teaching from adding to, or temporarily earning, her livelihood: he

at once answered that that side of the question had not struck him, but

that he would call upon her immediately to hear her statement of facts.

Mrs. Fawcett, of course, augmented and shared her husband’s natural

enthusiasm for the enfranchisement of women. When she was asked to speak

at Brighton on Woman’s Suffrage some of his constituents objected,

fearing that it would react unfavourably on Fawcett’s political

position, but he would not hear of preventing her carrying out her plan,

and did then, as always, everything to help her in her cause.

[Sidenote: Sympathy with Woman’s Suffrage.]

Since these pioneer efforts Mrs. Fawcett has been and is one of the

strongest and most successful workers in a rational and dignified

campaign for obtaining the suffrage for women. She and her daughter have

effectively made great sacrifices for the cause which they have so much

advanced by their eloquent enthusiasm and disinterested and legitimate

efforts.

A most unusual honour has been accorded to Mrs. Fawcett. The portrait of

Fawcett with his wife now hangs in the National Portrait Gallery, and is

at this time the only portrait of a living woman, not of royal blood, in

that historic collection.

[Sidenote: The Blind Gardener.]

Fawcett took his wife to live at 42 Bessborough Gardens. Later they went

to live in The Lawn, Lambeth, where they stayed during the sittings of

the House until his death. Despite the additional griminess due to the

vicinity of Vauxhall Station, the Political Economist at once turned

farmer on his estate of about three-quarters of an acre. He sent the

asparagus which he raised within fifteen minutes’ walk of the House of

Commons, and which he insisted was a peculiarly good variety, to his

father in Salisbury as proof of the excellent climate of London. Two

small greenhouses furnished opportunity for raising flowers. These were

an unfailing source of pleasure to the blind man, always keenly

conscious of their beauty and gratified by their perfume. He knew them

all by name and took pride in showing them to his guests. The

old-fashioned house was made delightful by the artistic sense of Mrs.

Fawcett. The happy couple were unmindful of the lack of social

distinction inherent in their neighbourhood, and felt that the nearness

to the Houses of Parliament, which were within pleasant walk along the

river and over Westminster Bridge, as well as the horticultural

opportunities, compensated their slender purse for any other

shortcomings.

[Sidenote: Radical Club.]

A most fantastic incident occurred shortly after Fawcett’s marriage

which might have seriously affected his political career. His most

sociable instincts had prompted him to found a club about the beginning

of his first Parliament. It was called the Radical Club, and it

consisted in equal numbers of politicians in and out of the House. Of

course Mill joined. The club gathered influence. It met at weekly

dinners, when the topics of the day were discussed. Soon afterwards

Fawcett and his friends founded at Cambridge a new club, with the

fearful name of Republican. It defined the name Republican as ‘Hostility

to the hereditary principle as exemplified in monarchical and

aristocratic institutions, and to all social and political privileges

dependent upon difference of sex.’

[Sidenote: Republican Club.]

The Republican Club was the means of promoting many delightful and

charming dinners and evenings among a circle of brilliant and

interesting friends. It was not a dark centre of conspiracy or

revolution, and its members were not concocting a nineteenth-century

version of the Gunpowder Plot. Unfortunately a weird and garbled account

of the Club appeared in the papers and struck terror in the hearts of

Fawcett’s constituents. To them republicanism meant revolution and all

the horrors depicted by Dickens in his _Tale of Two Cities_. One of

Fawcett’s best friends talked of making an amendment to the usual vote

of confidence at the next Liberal meeting in Brighton. Though the

proposed motion was given up, Fawcett profited by the opening to state

clearly his principles; he said that he adhered to ‘merit, not birth,’

and denied any revolutionary predilections for his friends or himself,

or any sentiment of disloyalty.

[Sidenote: Hatred of Flunkeyism.]

Fawcett was essentially a peace-loving citizen when peace and progress

could go hand in hand. He had no plans for upsetting the monarchy,

though he alone objected to the dowry voted by the House to the Princess

Louise. He abominated flunkeyism as an aping of loyalty, and had no more

regard for distinctions of rank than for differences of creed.

It is characteristic of him that while a democrat to democrats, he did

not fall into the mistake of many broad-minded people, and forget that

tact and congeniality are essential in bringing people together

socially. He was very keenly alive to the differences in individuals,

and took care that the gatherings at his house should be congenial and

harmonious. When a proposed party was being plotted out he would say,

‘Oh, don’t ask the So-and-so’s, they are such frumps.’

[Sidenote: His very own Salt Cellar.]

Mrs. Fawcett and he were delightful hosts; they liked having people at

their house, and he greatly enjoyed his own as well as other folks’

dinners. He was abnormally fond of salt, and to ensure an unfailing and

adequate supply, carried a little sprinkling salt cellar with him, which

he had carefully filled before dinner. He appreciated his food very

much, and though not in any way a gourmand, paid full tribute to the

high art of the cook.

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