Jailed for Freedom by Doris Stevens & Angela P. Dodson

Author:Doris Stevens & Angela P. Dodson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Running Press
Published: 2020-03-02T16:00:00+00:00

Superintendent Whittaker then shouted out in a loud tone of voice, “Seize these women, take them off, that one, that one,—take her off.” The guards rushed forward and an almost indescribable scene of violent confusion ensued. I saw one of the guards seize her [Lucy Burns] by the arms, twist or force them back of her, and one or two other guards seize her by the shoulders, shaking her violently.

I then took up my heavy sealskin coat, which was lying by, and put it on, in order to prepare myself if attacked. I was trembling at the time and was stunned with terror at the situation as it had developed, and said to the superintendent, “I will give my name under protest,” and started to walk towards the desk whereon lay the books. The superintendent shouted to me, “Oh, no, you won’t; don’t talk about protest; I won’t have any of that nonsense.”

I saw the guards seizing the different women of the party with the utmost violence, the furniture being overturned and the room a scene of the utmost disturbance. I saw Miss Lincoln lying on the floor, with every appearance of having just been thrown down by the two guards who were standing over her in a menacing attitude. Seeing the general disturbance, I gave up all idea of giving my name at the desk, and instinctively joined my companions, to go with them and share whatever was in store for them. The whole group of women were thrown, dragged or herded out of the office on to the porch, down the steps to the ground, and forced to cross the road to the Administration Building.

During all of this time Superintendent Whittaker was directing the whole attack. All of us were thrown into different cells in the men’s prison, I being put in one with four other women, the cell containing a narrow bed and one chair, which was immediately removed. I and one of my companions were lying down on the narrow bed, on which were a blanket and one pillow. The door of the cell was opened and a mattress and a blanket being thrown in, the door was violently banged. My other companions arranged the mattress on the floor and lay down, covering themselves with the blanket.

I looked across the corridor and saw Miss Lincoln and asked her whether she was all right, being anxious to know whether she had been hurt by the treatment in the office building.… Instantly Superintendent Whittaker rushed forward, shouting at me, “Stop that; not another word from your mouth, or I will handcuff you, gag you and put you in a strait jacket.”

I wish to state again that the cells into which we were put were situated in the men’s prison. There was no privacy for the women, and if any of us wished to undress we would be subject to the view or observation of the guards who remained in the corridor and who could at any moment look at us.

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