27 July 1913 (Sunday)

Marjory’s Diary

 Mrs B. and M. L. wrote letters and an article for the local papers which proved to be superfluous as they produced one on their own account.  The Pilgrims preferred to eat their dinner in peace rather than hurry to Trafalgar Square at 1.45, then finding only a short time remained took taxis to St. Paul’s where they found the other pilgrims already seated well to the front.

 The service was rather dull, many of the prayers being inaudible.  Cannon Simpson preached on Elijah and depression.  Afterwards M. L., Mrs B. and M. F. went to have tea with Dr. Claydon at the Lyceum Club.  Being thus fortified they went on to the Ethical Church, Queens Road where Miss Roydon spoke beautifully on the spirit of the Pilgrimage which she said shewed three things, repentance (for whilst we were brought fare to face with hooliganism we had awakened to our responsibility for the conditions which create hooliganism), dedication to a great cause and joyousness which came from our belief in the greatness of our cause.  At the beginning of her address she warned us against the danger of priggishness and egoism and begged us to avoid bitterness and narrow mindedness.  After the service there was a reception for all who cared to stay.  Miss Creak, Miss Walsh and many other friends were there.

 Mrs Tuke left that evening, Mother, Eliza and Croasdell started back in the car in the afternoon.


26 July 1913 (Saturday) – Hyde Park Rally

Marjory’s Diary

The Pilgrimage visited the Tower where their badges caused a certain amount of consternation among the officials but their surveillance was quite friendly “Are you one of those who have walked through the country, well you look as if you had or had been to the seaside” was one remark made to Eda.

 Returned to the hotel for our early lunch and started about 1.30 for the place of assembly for Watling Street pilgrims.  Elgin Avenue, Maida Vale.  M. L. and E. S. carried the banner which was much admired.  The procession was a long one, Mrs Lees followed in the motor.  There were plenty of bands and the way did not seem so long. 

 At Hyde Park there were 19 platforms, Manchester Federation being No. 10.  Here Dr. Claydon joined us, Miss Mitton and Mrs Lapierre having previously met us.  It was a fine sight to see the processions coming in from different sides.  The crowds were quite orderly and the resolution passed at each platform with only a handful of dissenters. 

 Much exhausted by this time we invaded an already full tea shop and then went on to Alleen’s tearooms for dinner without there being any opportunity for smartening ourselves.  Any one attending that dinner would hardly have held us up as an example of peaceful folk, the younger members were called on to make speeches and afterwards any one was called on by name.  The four men all spoke – Mr Robinson specially well. 

 Lady Rochdale told us that when she was announced at one of the houses where she was to be entertained her hostess looked her up and down and said “Why, I was expecting a nice working woman” (On another occasion she had to drive out to a place only to find the house shut up and the lady gone away, when she got back to Birmingham and when to the Queen, they would not take her in because it was late and she had not ordered her room beforehand, she got in finally at the Midland.  N. B. Mrs Fletcher was once served in the same way there when electioneering and had to spend the night at the railway station.)

25 July 1913 (Friday)

Marjory’s Diary

Three of us had breakfast with the Bartley Dennisses who were most kind, took us round their lovely garden and gave us roses.  Mrs Fletcher and M. F. went off with the pilgrims, Mrs Siddall had gone on to Ealing for her hospitality the night before. M. L., E. S., A. D. and Mrs Bridge stayed in the vans to pack up which was not so bad a job as we had imagined, but we had a big stock of biscuits an marmalade to pack up again. 

It was not nearly such a nice day early on but the sun came out about 11.30.  Noah was so interested in town life we could hardly get him along.  We passed Ealing Common whilst the pilgrims were having their meeting and the good beast recognised them and gazed regretfully at them as he was urged past.

At Acton we asked a policeman for an inn where the vans could stand while the horses had their dinner.  He sent us to one close at hand the Red Lion.  We went to a confectioners and almost directly we got in a policeman came up, the girl in the shop seemed to be enquiring about us and I heard him answer the everlasting question an say we were not the same.  [He] was very friendly and told Scholes he came off duty at 4 o’clock and would shew us round.

Noah had had a good dinner an could not be induced to hurry, he didn’t like London pavements either.  We came in by Shepherds Bush, Notting Hill, Bayswater Road and so passed Ladbroke Terrace and Lancaster Gate.  It was 5.15 when we reached St Pancras, first we were sent to the passenger department, then to a wrong goods yard, finally found the right place and demanded Checker Barber, had to go considerable distance before we found him. 

The vans were soon disposed of but a complication arose when we found that the intention was to send the horses by goods train in an open cattle truck and there would be no accommodation for the men on the same train.  After much consultation between our first friend Checker Barber, a livestock superintendent from Kentish town station, a gentlemanly superintendent of everything and everybody who took a faint interest and a friendly police man, we arrived at the decision that it would be better for them to go by passenger train, then came the problem how to get the extraordinary packages and our hand baggage back to the station with men and horses, however a labourer was found and our friendly Superintendent of livestock lent a hand. 

The two enormous biscuit tins of groceries, jam etc were sacrificed and accepted with enthusiasm by the goodsmen.  The work people were all outside watching us with great interest and the police escorted us, it seems no one is allowed to take anything out of the yard without a pass.  Then at St Pancras, there was great hunting for the Inspector and finally arrangements were made for a horse box on the 12.15 am and an address given to Scholes where the horses could rest.  The pilgrims then got in a taxi and reached the Waverley about 7 o’clock.  M. F. and Mrs Siddall came later. 

M. F. spoke at 3 meetings at Ealing.

24 July 1913 (Thursday)

Marjory’s Diary

Lovely morning.  Had Breakfast.  Got down to Beaconsfield in time for the start.  Quaint little place.  Saw Mottram and Fairbrother who decided to return as Mother was on her way in the motor.  She overtook us soon after we left Beaconsfield and went on to Gerrards Cross where there was an open air meeting and lunch.  It was lovely country and some of us made a detour to see the old meeting house at Jordans where William Penn is buried.  When we got to Gerrards Cross the meeting was nearly over.  Mother had been speaking. 

M. L. had lunch at the Bull’s Head, the caravanners caravanned.  Then went on to Denham for another small meeting and had tea at the Plough.  The landlord was very tiresome, declared we hadn’t paid and yet refused to co[rrect] us in the garden.  Met Miss Park the Californian lady who spoke at Buda Pesth.  Then walked to Uxbridge about 2 miles.  Mother ordered dinner for us at the Chequers Hotel as we went up to the vans to pay our respects to the Bartley Dennisses and some of the party insisted on making a grand toilette before they would come to the hotel.

I forgot to say that just outside Uxbridge about half a dozen members of the New Constitutional Society met us, they all drew up on the side of the road and saluted they wore green and white badges and silver brooches and one of them entertained a few pilgrims to dinner. 

Did not go to the meeting which went off so quickly that it was pronounced to be dull.  Got back to our vans and got to bed. 


23 July 1913 (Wednesday)

Marjory’s Diary

Went in to Mrs Berney’s for breakfast except three whole breakfasts were already cooking.  Then hurried down to the Post Office for parcels.  Were late for the service at the church but went in and found them singing “O, God our help in ages past” then we had the Litany.  The service was well attended and one was glad to see that many had come in who were not pilgrims, there was no collection. 

The weather was wet, cold and stormy but as usual cleared up.  Miss Dove came out to watch us pass.  We toiled up the steep hill and at the top turned in at a Mrs Gubbins house who gave us biscuits and lemonade.  As I was walking along a lady with two little children ran after me.  It was Madge Bailey from Edinburgh who was staying with her husband’s relations.  She walked quite a little way with us. 

A meeting was held in Penn on Tylor’s Green.  We took up Miss Brearley who was feeling poorly and lunched her.  We managed to get 3 eggs and with sandwiches etc did very well.  Then we went on to Mrs Dixon Davies’ at Witheridge who found us a delightful pitch in a clump of pine trees on a private road to a farm where we could purchase milk, butter and eggs.  All water has to be fetched from a pump in private grounds.  Mrs Davies gave us a delicious tea. 

The names were called at 6 ([as] afterwards) and then they started for Beaconsfield 2 miles ahead, we walked bravely down the drive and then made for the caravans.  We thoroughly enjoyed the peaceful scene and were just getting into bed when a manly voice asked for Miss Field and if we were all right.  It was Mottram and Fairbrother whom Mother had dispatched to rescue us after seeing an alarming paragraph in the Manchester Guardian.  They had been to the meeting in the village and asked for us and been directed to our pitch and I think went away quite satisfied as to our safety. 

22 July 1913 (Tuesday)

Marjory’s Diary

Met at the Market Place, the meetings had been very rowdy, Mrs F spoke.  Walked 7 ¼ mile to Princes Risborough where a meeting was held at 12 o’clock.  Lunch was provided at the George and Dragon. 

 Lovely day, hilly road.  Had a lift in the caravans and then Mrs F. and M. L. were sent on in a motor to speak at West Wycombe 4 o’clock, Helen [Ensor] and her husband met us there and many of the Wycombe people.  She took the chairs which means she stood on the slope an afterwards a photograph was taken.  The schoolmaster was sympathetic and M. F. gave an address to the children. 

 We went back to the caravans for tea and Helen Ensor had it with us.  At 7 we formed up and marched into High Wycombe behind the Town Band.  Beatrice Ryan and the little Ensors were watching, as we got nearer the town the character of the crowd quite changed.  I never saw so many evil faces gathered together.  E. S. and M. L. and about half a dozen others were sent before the band to set the pace, the policemen did not go in front to keep the way clear as they had done in other places and the crowd pressed right upon us.  We had been told High Wycombe would be rough and had sent the vans on to Mrs Berney Ulverston where they were allocated to stand in the drive of the preparatory school.

 When we got to the fountain where the open air meeting was to be held the pressure was tremendous and we didn’t know where to halt, we went to the end of the square and then some of the banner bearers began to furl their banners and the crowd surrounded them so we slipped off unnoticed and followed Miss Collum and her horse who was being personally conducted. 

 We fell in with a lady who was returning from her shopping shewed us the way and we climbed a most tremendous hill by the cemetery, every step gave us a feeling of greater security.  We found our vans at the top and got to bed.  Other pilgrims strayed in later and finally they began to arrive in motor cars having had to spend some time shut up in the garage.  There had been some window breaking, eggs and tomatoes had be chucked about but nothing harder.

21 July 1913 (Monday)

Marjory’s Diary

Assembled at St. Giles at 9.30 and marched out, halting at Miss Davenport Hill’s for a photograph.  Many Oxford ladies came to see us off.  Walked 6 miles to Wheatley where we had a limited lunch, Mrs F spoke.  On the way we were asked whether we would have cutlets or ham and eggs and a lot of us ordered cutlets.  But it turned out there were only 7 cutlets for which 20 orders or so had been taken.  M. L. was one of the fortunate ones.  The innkeeper and his wife appeared to be paralysed by our numbers and appetites and did nothing.  At last some of our folks sent out for eggs boiled and served themselves. 

Then M. L. and Mrs Fletcher were sent on to the Fox Inn, Tiddington to hold a 3 o’clock meeting.  At first it seemed hopeless to get an audience from the few scattered houses but the Vicarage was sympathetic and a party came down.  The Vicar’s wife (?) was a lady doctor Mrs Crewe Hunt who drove her own motor.  Another American lady joined us.  About 70 of us then got down to a not too plentiful tea. 

Then we walked another 4 miles to Thame, there was a Mr Boddington, an oldish man with us who was by way of being an artist and who knew a great many Manchester people well and had also stayed with the Platts.  The police told us to pitch at what was called the Recreation Ground where all the circuses went.  It was an extremely nice field and off a quite road at the back of the town.  There was no hospitality except some lodgings engaged by the Society. 

It was a lovely evening we arranged for Mrs Siddall to come in the van and M. F and E. S said they would have the tent so the men put it up and after tea we made everything nice and comfy for them.  We did not go into the market-place for the evening meeting as we were tired and wanted a comfortable meal.  We were just ready to undress when the booing and shouting came our way.  Milly rushed in to No. 12 and Eda to No. 5 with the welcome news that there were two policemen on the ground and that we had better put our lights out which we promptly did and got our door locked pretty quickly but had not time to fasten our windows.  It was a weird experience, we sat in the dark as far back in the van as we could holding [ . . . . ] the windows and blinds.  The policeman said about 150 came down and made a fine old row now with horns, hooting and booing.

The tents engaged their attention and I must say I never expected to find any thing left of it next morning.  M. F. kept deploring that she had left her money there, every now and then we heard the sound of stampeding feet and an occasional expostulation and then policemen’s whistles sounded.  It seemed to us to go on for a very long time but I don’t suppose it was really more than 20 minutes.  There was an attempt at throwing [things].  At last they got tired as nothing was to be seen or heard of us and went off crying out “Good night you suffragettes.” 

I heard the police man reporting in official tones that some of the tent ropes had been cut an the horses corn thrown about.  So then I opened the front window and found a row of people consisting of several policemen, the local doctor, and some other young men, they very quickly helped Eda and Milly to collect everything from the tent including M’s purse and collecting box.  It seems the policeman had stood before the tent so no one had got in.  One man said he would stay on duty so A. D. and E. S. made him some hot milk and his mate some Oxo for which they were very grateful.  Some of us undressed and some of us didn’t and then we slept more or less.