Our Anglo-Indian is a major in the army. I only learnt this last night. It probably accounts for his excellent stupidity which inspires respect. His wife, at first very rebarbative, grows more likeable every day.
Also see 'Indian ideas', December 17th., -
Some of them began talking about Suffragettes last night after I had said to the Major, seeing him reading The Times, "So Christabel is out it seems." A Yorkshire young woman asked Mrs. Major if she was a sympathiser. "On the contrary", said Mrs. Major "I am very much ashamed of them". The usual rot was talked. However Mrs. Major said that she thought women ought to be on certain committees. The young Yorkshire lass said she thought woman's place was in the home. (It is incredible how people still talk) I then burst out impatiently: "Yes, and what about the millions of them that have to leave home every day to earn a living? What about the mill girls and the typists?" This quite unsettled them. They then agreed that unmarried women ought to have the vote. But their whole talk and the phrases they used were too marvellously stupid.
|Emmeline and Christabel Pankhurst with Flora Drummond |
in the dock at Bow Street Magistrates.
Additionally for December 24th., see 'Five Towns people' -
I came to Burslem yesterday afternoon with Tertia and William and a headache.
Went out this morning and saw numbers of people.
Walking to Hanley this afternoon I was struck by the orange-apple cold Christmas smell of grocers shops.