Stella’s deafness, depression, chronic poor
health and frequent medical emergencies made much of her life a misery.
Many of even her worst experiences would not seem so bad to strong, healthy, ‘real’ people with plenty of resources; other ordeals - the Zeppelin bombing raids on London during World War I for example - are not very relevant because she did not experience them as an individual: they were simultaneously endured by many other people. However, one or two very painful episodes in her life stand out; they are of particular interest because of some familiar elements.
This article features a minor incident that
affected her very badly.
The release of Sylvia Pankhurst
By the spring of 1914, Stella Benson had started
a new life of independence. She came to live in London. She found work and became
involved with the cause of women’s suffrage.
This led to an assignment that turned into a
nightmare for her. Acting on instructions previously given, she went to
Holloway Prison early one morning to witness the release of leading
suffragette Sylvia Pankhurst.
From her diary:
“The policemen laughed at me, and pointed me
out to their friends, the wardresses came out to shriek with laughter too. I
got fainter and fainter...at last I began actually collapsing on the doorstep
of a sort of church. The police, thinking it was a ruse, were more and more
amused. I felt I should never see a friendly face again.”
Stella Benson cried and cried when she got back to
her boarding house, fearing that she might not be strong enough for the life
she hoped to lead.
On top of all the horrors she had endured,
she was distressed to learn that Miss Pankhurst had been released the night
before and her suffragette society had not bothered to let her know.