UP-TO. DATE SUFFRAGETTES

Greymouth Evening Star, 19 June 1912, Page 8

UP-TO. DATE SUFFRAGETTES

HOW AMERICA DOES IT

LESSON FOR ENGLISHWOMEN

“Follow on, follow on,” invited The soprano ocach horn. “We’rfe on, we’re on,” came roaring back from the hoarse throats of fifty autos. And the chase began.

Up Fifty-avenue, New York, swung a gay tally-ho all purple, green, and white in trimmings, waving banners and pretty girls and leaving a stream of purple lettered billets doux in its wake. The plump little driver and his smartly dressed companion were everywhere.

“Ho ho,” cried a workman as he hopped to the pavement out of harm’s way. “Votes for women, I’ll bet a dollar.” And votes for women it was. The tally-ho was a. seething ferment of votive ardor, and, what was more surprising, the avenue seemed none the less so. Tire autos elbowed and crowdtd and reached for the dodgers which the smiling women pressed ; nto their hands. There were a few antis out for an airing, however. One of these accosted from the coach said icily: “I don’t want , it, thank you. Woman’s place is in the home,” and she dashed around the corner and disappeared. The trip was a triumphal procession. A woman with a blue plumed hat rose in her limousine and waving her hand at the window, called out: “I 'on’t need one. But I just want to wisli you luck.” At Forty-ninth-street and the Park the two Hower twins, the babies of Mine. Louise Homer of the Metropolitan Opera, who has recently declared for suffrage, were walking with their nurse. At first sight' of the highly colored tally-ho, the small pair clutcncd at the nurse’s dress and pointed imperiously. Then each grabbed her l:t----tle white hat with a fat little hand and started. The sturdy legs were making good time when the nurse seized the unoccupied hands at either side, and the three landed panting a,t the coach’s side.

The Democratic Club member's cast a gloomy eye upon the picture as the tally-ho rolled past its windows. The University Club spared one smile. Mtn in all the hotels from tire Vanderbilt, near the starting point, to the Plaza plied the women with all sorts of attentions, and crowds surrounded them at every pause. A stop was made at the Cathedral, where the man seated beside a gorgeously dressed woman in a passing auto held out his hand for a dodger and raised his hat as he received one. He had scarcely resumed his seat before the woman snatched the paper from l.im him and tore it into pieces, scattering the pieces in the street. “A woman who rules her household,” commented Miss Elizabeth Ellsworth Cook, vice-president of the Women’s Political Union, the leader of the party. At Columbia Circle the big policeman in the centre of the road called back to an offer of literature : “Not bn your life ; I’m ruled by one now.” The tally»ho turned along Ffth-ninlh-slreet and clown roadway, bringing up with the home-going matinee crowds, where the fun grew fast and furious. Miss Mabel Irving, Mbs. A. McLaughlin, Mrs N. M. Montgomery, Miss Ashburner, Miss D. Steele, who has w ritten the first suffrage play that will bi done in moving pictures, and Mrs. Henry Butterworth were among those on top of the coach. Some of the more timid society women enrolled in the Women’s Political Union were inside. In the evening the coach, with Miss Mil hoi I and as director, made another dash into publicity, starting from • the headquarters at No. 46, East Twenty-ninth-slreet, and mingling with the V lute light attractions.