Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland

SWEEPING A CROSSING. “Spare a copper! Spare a copper!” Every Londoner knows the hackneyed phrase. Walking one day from Oxford Circus to Charing Cross, I heard it fourteen times. “Help a poor chap!” “Pity an old sweep!” These were the variations which occasionally broke the monotony of the appeal. Into each outstretched hand I dropped…

CHAPTER XIII THE FIRST WOMEN’S PARLIAMENT — CLOGS AND SHAWLS COME TO LONDON — ARISTOCRACY JOINS THE MOVEMENT — MY FIRST VISIT ABROAD Nineteen hundred and seven was a red-letter year for me. In this year the first Women’s Parliament was held. We called it the Women’s Parliament, though the only thing discussed was Votes…

Chapter 11 Mord Em’ly gave so much satisfaction as a vegetable girl in the kitchen at the back of Mrs. Mitchell’s dining-rooms that in a few weeks she, to her great content, was promoted to the position of assistant waitress. Here her natural alertness made her useful; the work suited her, and the patrons, finding…

Chapter 17 The sergeant’s wife declared herself sorry, but her mother was coming the next day, and the spare room had to be at once prepared for that lady’s reception. The sergeant’s wife wished Mord Em’ly could have stayed on, and the infant Highlander was also full of regret, but it could not be helped….

The Lowell Offering (Continued)

CHAPTER XVI NEWTON ABBOT BY – ELECTION — MY FOURTH ARREST — A PRIVATE INTERVIEW WITH MR. BALFOUR The next great event was the Newton Abbot By-election. This stands out in my memory because Mrs. Pankhurst was nearly killed by local Liberals when they heard that their candidate had been defeated. They were wild with…