New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1917-10-07
Mrs. Gait Puts Up Jelly and
Bakes Bread and Bargains
With Farmers Between
Drives for the Ballot
Mary Garrett Hay and Mrs.
Whitehousc. Show Occa-
sional Preference for
Household Mysteries
By Sarah Addington

propaganda and politics, OF crowded
days and busy years, that any suifra-
gist could write and no suffragist has
time TO write.
But when the ballot comes and the
war is over, they may get together,
Mrs. Gait, Mrs. Whitehouse and all
the rest, and put forth their volume:
it would be an easy and dear task to
women whose memories will be alive
with the recollections of conventions,
campaigns, Hobbies, elections.
They will remember their defeats.
how New York State refused TO answer
the plea of their courageous 1915 cam
paign; they will remember. too, how at
midnight on October ~, 1915, they |
faced that defeat and CALAMITY |
pledged themselves TO begin all over
again"
They will remember their pet ants
as they call them, Elon r. Brown and
his following. They viii remember lit.
tie things, too, their afternoon cup OF
tea at suffrage headquarters-the cup
that stands and cools too often while .
/ they dictate and telephone. And they
won't forget the sandwich LADY, that
comes day after day with "two chickens
and small cake" for Mrs. Cats.
luncheon and other specific orders for
the rest. And they will laugh and
weep as they remember; as even now
they have time TO stop and laugh over
the days quota of funny incidents, as
even now they'd sometimes like to
stop for a tear or two over the psthos
that crosses the sufragist's path in un- |
expected places.
Mrs. Gait Revers to Type
But though too busy 70 write books. !
sufragists do stop now and then to !
indulge in their pet hobbies, in spite 1
of the nad, msniacal life that their
opponents assign 20 them.
There's Mrs. Carrie Chapman Gait, }
.he Chief" as they call her, for eX-
ample. There's not a power on earth
that can keep her from running to her
kitchen now and then to take a plunge
in bread mixing or jelly making Il
was only last Sunday night that Mrs.
Gait invited the board of the National
American Woman Suffrage Association
for home defence supper" for
which she made the cottonseed -four
Victory biscuit herself. IL was a
triumphant meal, the board reported,
including Conservation chowder." a
course called Hoover Says We May"
lobster Newburg), patriotic patties,"
"leftoyers salad Suffrage war gar
den potatoes" and other delcacies.
The "Chief' and the big Boss" Miss
Mary Garrett Hay, of the City Party,
live together up on West Eighty-sixth
Street, and The big Boss" has many
story 10 tell Of their prowess in the
kitchen in the early morning before
office hours.
we put up thirteen glasses Of jelly
this morning" she'll say. what did
you do about the 18th District" while
the Office force gasps.
Does a Trade With Farmers
Coming down from Lake Mohonk this
summer, whore the two friends always
20 for breath of cool air when they
car pare The time from suffrage. Mr..
Gait made Miss Hay and her chauffeur
miserable by stopping AZ every village,
every market. every farm she saw 70
load the automobile with fresh fruit
and vegetables. Scenery she had no
eye for, suffrage plans 10 ear for; the .
ride down was merely an expedition .
ior peaches aud tomatoes ard beans. /
And Mrs. Catts office did no, see her
thai week until those articles were
safely put up in glass jars and stored
away for winter.
There is a story that tells of q new
telephone girl in Mrs. Cats office who
was greatly awed BY her strange sur
roundlngs.
Mrs. Gait is the chief here, you
know" somebody was telling her
Mrs Cstt?' asked the girl.
Yes, Gait came the answer from
Mrs Catts own smiling lips as she
passed by. And my secretary's name
is Schlingheyde and my London repre-
sentatlye's name is Sheepshanks, and
II yours Is Smith, child, III bless YOU"
Isn't she funny" said the girl
Are ali suitragettes like that"
All sufragists are not like Mrs. Gait.
Of course. Miss Hay, for example, is
what the sufragists call "folksy." She
halls from Indiana, and she's Hoosier
all the way through, from her voice
and her pronunciation TO her genius
for politics; and she particularly has
th2 Hoosier habit Of being friendly
Friends she Us with everybody, not the
least Of whom is John, the caretaker
OF the City Party's house. on East
Thirty-eighth Street.
John Surrenders All
John came to Miss Hay an old bach .
elor and a confirmed anti. He's got
over his auti-isni long ago, and he says
he isn't bachelor any more. For
what are all these but me own childer?"
says he Of the suffrage flock in the old
house. And John thinks Miss Hay is .
the most wonderful woman there ever .
was in the whole wide world.
She's good Irish" he says, land .
that's sayin' enough" /
Good Irish Miss Hay certainly is. .
She was holding an organization meet I
ing one day in August.
NOV, If the canvass is completed .
by she was saying, then stopped .
as the sound Of a band on Fifth Avenue .
came floating in at the window
She stood still moment and great .
tears rolled down her checks.
That's the seth going away"
she said huskily. Excuse me. please. /
3 | must see them once more" And she |
went 10 the window. while the meeting |
waited IN hushed silence.
On st. Patrick's Day Miss Hay and |
John always have ceremony all their |
own. Jonn goes out and buys d grow
ing shamrock in very small pot and /
places IL on Miss Hays desk. Then |
/ Miss Hay looks up. notices the pot. and |
exclaims; "Oh, John, what would ! |
do if you weren't Irish :" John grins |
! widely, Miss Hay smiles back, and then |
! it's all over until the next year. While |
it lasts It's very satisfactory per-
Torrance to both OF them. they say.
Next 20 Miss Hay in Johns esteem |
( is Mrs. Russell. the Big Boss's right |
! hand "man-r John calls her "uerselfr |