THE ATHLETIC SUFFRAGETTE.

LITTLE WiOiMA t \l AND A BIG POLICEMAN. A WONDERFUL JIU-JITSU EXHIBITION. A practical test of .Suffragette jiujitsu took place the other evening between >Mrs Garrud,. an expert in tHe Japanese art, and policeman. Mrs Garrud is one of the organisers of the women athletes' branch of the Womens' Freedom League, and her object is to make jiu-jitsu an additional weapon for woman's fight for the vote. The first policeman opponent -was not an interrupter at a meeting, nor had he offered a Suffragette any insult other" than a doubt that Mrs Garrud could toss him over her head. In explaining how it would ibe possible ifor the isuffragettes in future ■to police their own .meetings and forcibly eject any of their one-time Lords, Mrs Garrud had casually reimarked that for her own part the overthrow of an average- ?3olicemanwould ibe a simple matter. In no way did the constable resent her expression of opinion, but his doubts were evident. smile crept over his face as he stood regarding her. "Why," he said, "you're only a little dot of a woman." "Well I'm not exactly a giant," admitted the suffragette. "If rou're sure you're not frierhtened of getting hurt, I think- I'll throw you." , Again the big policeman smiled. It was all so- very, very, foolish. His great red hands played idly about his 42in. chest, and then in a moment of vanity, he clenched his right fist so that the muscles of Us fore-arm stood out in heavy lumps. Mtrs Garrud is 4ft 10in. in hej^ht, and she, too, smiled. "I'm glad you're not more than thirteen stone," she murmured.