Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #235

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

From the Ashes

          …Fifteen years. 5475 days. A lot can happen in that span of time and it has. In present day 1935, lives have changed…

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  Judith Eastman, for one, has lost both her husband and brother in the same year, of the same disease. At age 72 she has lived a rich and fulfilling life, but do not think for a moment that that matters now. She would gladly trade all that personal gratification for the companionship she now is lacking.

 The Great Depression took its toll on everyone, even those like the Pearson-Eastman’s who were financially immune to bankruptcy.

George Eastman, a man of much wealth and benevolence, lived his last years with a broken heart, so did he mourn for the ruined majority around him. During the Roaring Twenties he gave away more than $70 million to his favorite educational institutions. How was he to know, that would only be enough money to help the worse-off of the worse? He did what he could, right up until his 78 year old heart did truly break.

Harv Pearson had to see all those crushed spirits and forlorn faces twice. Having to see them in person, day after day, is difficult enough. Inserting Judith’s pictures of some of those very same into their magazine, would break his heart as well. He had survived a hurricane, dodged submarines and bullets, but could not, in the end, defeat a human condition in despair.

The Pearson-Eastman Journal, whose gripping photographs and human-interest stories became a monthly fixture in a million American households in 1901, will have life as long as Judith Eastman draws a breath.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #234

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…an Atlantic Ocean away from those snippily cruel London critics, who would not blink twice at the opportunity to carve up the performance of these rank amateur Americans…

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Indeed, they will be able to deliver their lines in front of assembled loved ones in what is billed as “Tallahassee Night” for A Kiss for Cinderella. Every single local talent, from extras to actors, is to be front and center, stage one, in the glare of the spotlight. Some of the provincials never thought they would get a chance to appear in this immensely popular production, but Sir James is a consummate professional and an Atlantic Ocean away from those snippily cruel London critics, who would not blink twice at the opportunity to carve up the performance of these rank amateur Americans.

So committed is Barrie in this whimsical tale of fantasy and live theater that he even puts his own son on the shelf, in favor of James Ferrell, who is to be surreptitiously inserted during the play, at the second appearance of the nameless, nonetheless, handsome Prince. Fresh off his celebrated victory for the women’s rights movement, it should be easy to fit a glittery shoe on his own real-life wife, while looking the part of dashing royalty.

The front two rows of spectator boxes at Florida State University’s Lewis Auditorium are dominated by a who’s who of these life and times:

Row One

George Lewis and wife

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Martha Ferrell

George Eastman

Harv Pearson and Judith Eastman

Cinderella Author C.S. Evans

Mary Pickford and Douglas Fairbanks

Row two

A.O. and Maggie Lou

Laura Bell

Sheriff Cyril Odz

Jacques Francoise and Jacob Haley

Colonel Billy Mitchell

Tallahasse Mayor Holmes

Most everybody else in town can, if only briefly, be seen on stage, including the ever popular Flying Bleaker Brothers, who don’t jump as high as they used to, don’t travel as much as they used to, but as court jesters to Cinderella’s Prince’s kingdom,  they fit the bill to a tee.

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  Fairy tale backdrop aside, that was truly a magical evening, one well earned. It had been a long couple of decades, fraught with good and bad, tragedy and triumph, honesty and deception. And for the people of the panhandle of Florida and those they have touched, the world will never be the same. The times in which they live seem to changing so quickly, especially when you compare 1920 to the second half of the 19th century, when they were borne.

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Vertical-001   Addition by subtraction may be the best way to describe it. The automobile has altogether replaced the horse and buggy. The airplane has supplanted the dream of flying. Regional skirmishes now become world wars…

Worldliness has taken the place of sound moral innocence. When innocence is collectively lost, it can only be recovered a little bit at a time, one soul at a time.

For Alpha Omega Campbell, the times that he knows and places he goes, have gone from purely clear and simple to a 180 degree turn that leads to a future changing before his very eyes. In November of 1920, he learns that Camille Diaz has given birth to a daughter, Angela Ophelia. He had to have been really overwhelmed.

Just one month earlier, his dear Maggie Lou gave birth to a daughter, named for her mother Laura Bell. This beautiful little child is curiously light skinned, beyond what one would ascribe to the Cherokee influence of his wife. He was overwhelmed then.

  Listen closely and you can hear the careless whispers.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #232

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…Attorney James Ferrell stands, tall in the glow of justice done, with a feeling that he has just participated in a piece of genuine history…

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“Your honor, I would ask the court to dismiss the charges against my client,” pleads attorney Ferrell on behalf of the 34 year old woman seated beside him, having returned to Florida to face the court. “No crime has been committed.”

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“I object, your honor! Mr. Ferrell obviously has an interest in Miss Paul’s cause, even to the point ignoring the laws of the state of Florida,” entreats an assistant district attorney.

“Normally I would agree with you, counselor,” states the robed arbiter, who has soberly (and secretly) already reviewed this case and nothing anyone will say this day will change his decision, “but I have interviewed witnesses of that January meeting and I believe that Miss Paul had no way of knowing the magnitude of response she would receive, meaning the size of her audience and the logistics required thereof.” He reaches for a paper handed him by the bailiff, holding it up for interested parties to see. “This a copy of a permit issued in the name of Alice Paul, requesting and granted permission to hold a rally on 20 February 1920. There are no stated restrictions herein.”

“Why didn’t you tell me she had a permit!” yells the chief of police at his lead detective. They are caught with their pants down, having had proceeded with their hearts, not their heads.

  “I am not in favor of wasting the time of this court, not to mention forcing this woman with great inconvenience,” castigates the judge. He reviews the evidence, the paper trail, if you will, continuing, “I should never have allowed this to degrade to this point Miss Paul, and the state of Florida owes you an apology. Case dismissed. This court is adjourned.”

“All rise,” urges the bailiff. The entire chamber does so, populated mostly by credentialed newspapermen and photographers, interested in this story of national merit.

James Ferrell stands, tall in the glow of justice done, with a feeling that he has just participated in a piece of genuine history.

“I want to thank you,” Alice Paul tells her Florida attorney, not a stranger to courtrooms around some of the other 47 states, but such is her dedication to the cause of suffrage. “I never know how situations like this are going to turn out.”

“You can thank Mrs. Love for my services and as for me; I guess I just happened to be holding the goose when it laid the golden egg.”

“I’ve been called many names, but never a goose, Mr. Ferrell, but if I have enhanced your career, I am pleased. Perhaps this is a precedent and I can be left alone.”

“Your cause is just and please call on me if you are wronged again.”

“Forgive me if I if I wish never to see another courtroom.”

“Yes, I see your point. You deserve better.”

  Sometimes:


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #231

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…“Has the entire world gone mad?” There is no stopping this Renaissance caveman…

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“Someone is going to pay for this… that Paul broad, yeah, I’ll walk her to the station if I have to!”

So he bravely enters the rotunda, but this time he is recognized and they do not allow him to pass. The guards, already in place at the state run institution, are merely listening to Alice Paul, nary viewing her as any threat to society, leaving her to complete her forum. But not Sam Schuster, damn it; she is embarrassing him at every turn and he is out his police car! He has to walk back to the TPD station, to retrieve backup, to capture that evil riotous creature that is polluting the minds of previously content women of his city.

Besides being out of breath when he gets there, he receives little support when does. ‘We have to go home in an hour and we want to sleep in our own beds,’ is what he hears from his younger, married charges. There is but one single man on duty, and guess what–his girlfriend is at the rally, ‘I am ‘bout ready to ask that girl to marry me and you want me to arrest aSuffrage Part One-001 woman like Alice Paul. Jeez, she is a national celebrity.’

“Has the entire world gone mad?” There is no stopping this Renaissance caveman. “I’ll put all of you on report for insubordination,” he says, as he grabs the only available police car to return to the capitol rotunda, where he finds his suspect glad handing her supporters. “You are under arrest for,” he lists, “inciting a riot, disturbing the peace, resisting arrest, assaulting an officer of the law, violating the public meeting law, and causing the property of the city of Tallahassee to be stolen.” The last of his “charges” sum up their validity, but he follows through with the seizure regardless.

Alice Paul spends all of an hour behind bars, with bail raised by no less than 50 women and even a handful of men who come forward at the urging of their spouses.

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“Your honor, I would ask the court to dismiss the charges against my client,” pleads attorney Ferrell on behalf of the 34 year old woman seated beside him, having returned to Florida to face the court. “No crime has been committed, with the possible exception of upsetting the apple cart.


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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #229

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… As the men of the Florida Panhandle arrange strange combinations of meat and condiment on their day-old bread, reality has set in…

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Just what was this riot that Alice Paul stands accused of sanctioning?

After the threat of the influenza had run its course, removing the stigma of human contact, especially public gatherings, Alice and her staunchest supporters began touring state capitols, hoping to influence legislators, the makers of law that would bring the rights of women up to snuff.

On a cool late winter day, one where if you are going to listen to a speech at an outdoor venue, you must really want to hear what is going to be said and hundreds do; dresses blowing in the northerly breezes, gloved hands clapping with every “sisters for equality” reference. There are a lot of households in Tallahassee that will be going without Saturday evening dinner and hundreds of men who are outraged at the audacity of their women. But this event had been touted for several weeks, so it is likely that these men thought the women’s movement, this National Woman’s Party, was just a lot of hot air, not about to amount to anything.

   As they arrange strange combinations of meat and condiment on their day-old bread, reality has set in.

“Where is our dignity, ladies? Are we doomed to be chained to the kitchen stove forever, only to have our hands go raw from dishwater or the never ending laundry? And then watch our men leave the house to go out and vote, only to come home half liquored up, ordering us around like servants.

“It is time——–no past time for the women of America to have equal rights!” Alice Paul is hardly a striking figure, somewhat ordinary, with a dark hair and complexion, dark eyes focused on her goal. But there is no denying her effectiveness as a speaker, able to arouse the sleeping spirit of the female gender, causing them to admit infuriation for the first time. “Let’s take our cause to the steps of Florida’s state legislature! It is time that the “good old boys club” learns that one half of their constituency is oppressed, but not powerless!”


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…The right to vote on offices and issues that relate to women is important, particularly when one half of the population have no say in their own self-determination…

“Homage to Suffragette” by Bernard van Lierop

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… Attorney James Ferrell is tackling a case that no other lawyer wants to get within an addendum of; woman’s suffrage in the South, a contradiction of terms in itself. On a campaign through the Panhandle, having served at the core of the movement in England, Alice Paul has been arrested for inciting a riot; not that a riot of women is a huge threat to mankind, but the protest marches that seem to follow her around the country have law enforcement on their ready, and in the South, that means, ‘Not in my town.’

  The right to vote on offices and issues that relate to women is important, particularly when one half of the population have no say in their own self-determination. Something has to be said, someone has to take a stand – something has to be done. And unpopular as it is, in an entrenchment of tradition, shaking the branches of a tree is the best way to reap the fruit.

And despite her stint in the Cinderella troupe, Phoebe Love has kept a close eye toward this matter, entreating advisor Ferrell not to allow this gross miscarriage of justice to languish in the Florida court system; even to the point that Mrs. Love funds Paul’s defense.

Now these are very strong terms for a woman who has been a stay-at-home wife for her forty year marriage, none of which she ever did not have a say on who, what, when, where, how, or why. A vote, on whether Woodrow Wilson should remain as President or be replaced by Charles Evans Hughes in the election of 1916 was not hers to have.

That is why women like Alice Paul place themselves at risk, utilizing shock tactics and not-so-subtly nudging society into noticing injustice. Men look at her with disdain, largely fearing what equal rights would do to their present tidy arrangement. And it is not like many women embrace her radical concepts.

Equal rights;

  1. Does that mean I will have get a job and trade my skirts in for overalls?
  2. Or fight in a war, how horrible?

Such is the misunderstanding, misinformation in this “miss and mrs.” issue.


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