Nellie McClung, In Times Like These (U of
Toronto Press, 1972) 53-55.
Then there is the problem of the foreign woman's vote.
Many people fear that the granting of woman suffrage would
greatly increase the unintelligent vote, because the foreign
women would then have the franchise, and in our blind
egotism we class our foreign people as ignorant people, if
they do not know our ways and our language. They may know
many other languages, but if they have not yet mastered ours
they are poor, ignorant foreigners. We Anglo-Saxon people
have a decided sense of our own superiority, and we feel
sure that our skin is exactly the right color, and we people
from Huron and Bruce feel sure that we were born in the
right place, too. So we naturally look down upon those who
happen to be of a different race and tongue than our own.
It is a sad feature of humanity that we are disposed to
hate what we do not understand; we naturally suspect and
distrust what we do not know. Hens are like that too! When a
strange fowl comes into a farmyard all the hens take a pick
at it—not that it has done anything wrong, but they just
naturally do not like the look of its face because it is
strange. Now that may be very good ethics for hens, but it
is hardly good enough for human beings. Our attitude toward
the foreign people was well exemplified in one of the
missions, where a little Italian boy, who had been out two
years, refused to sit beside a newly arrived Italian boy,
who, of course, could not speak a word of English. The
teacher asked him to sit with his lately arrived compatriot,
so that he might interpret for him. The older boy flatly
refused, and told the teacher he 'had no use for them young
dagos.'
'You see,' said the teacher sadly, when telling the
story, 'he had caught the Canadian spirit.'
People say hard things about the corruptible foreign
vote, but they place the emphasis in the wrong place.
Instead of using our harsh adjectives for the poor fellow
who sells his vote, let us save them all for the corrupt
politician who buys it, for he cannot plead ignorance—he
knows what he is doing. The foreign people who come to
Canada, come with burning enthusiasm for the new land, this
land of liberty—land of freedom. Some have been seen kissing
the ground in an ecstasy of gladness when they arrive. It is
the land of their dreams, where they hope to find home and
happiness. They come to us with ideals of citizenship that
shame our narrow, mercenary standards. These men are of a
race which has gladly shed its blood for freedom and is
doing it today. But what happens? They go out to work on
construction gangs for the summer, they earn money for
several months, and when the work closes down they drift
back into the cities. They have done the work we wanted them
to do, and no further thought is given to them. They may get
off the earth so far as we are concerned. One door stands
invitingly open to them. There is one place they are
welcome—so long as their money lasts—and around the bar they
get their ideals of citizenship.
When an election is held, all at once this new land of
their adoption begins to take an interest in them, and
political heelers, well paid for the job, well armed with
whiskey, cigars and money, go among them, and, in their own
language, tell them which way they must vote—and they do.
Many an election has been swung by this means. One new
arrival, just learning our language, expressed his contempt
for us by exclaiming: 'Bah! Canada is not a country—it's
just a place to make money.' That was all he had seen. He
spoke correctly from his point of view" (53-54).
* * *
"The foreign women, whom politicians and others look upon
as such a menace, are differently dealt with than the men.
They do not go out to work, en masse, as the men do. They
work one by one, and are brought in close contact with their
employers. The women who go out washing and cleaning spend
probably five days a week in the homes of other women.
Surely one of her five employers will take an interest in
her, and endeavor to instruct her in the duties of women and
girls. The foreign women generally speak English before the
men, for the reason that they are brought in closer contact
with English-speaking people. When I hear people speaking of
the ignorant foreign women I think of 'Mary,' and 'Annie,'
and others I have known. I see their broad foreheads and
intelligent kindly faces, and think of the heroic struggle
they are making to bring their families up in thrift and
decency. Would Mary vote against liquor if she had the
chance? She would. So would you if your eyes had been
blackened as often by a drunken husband. There is no need to
instruct these women on the evils of liquor drinking—they
are able to give you a few aspects of the case which perhaps
you had not thought of. We have no reason to be afraid of
the foreign woman's vote. I wish we were as sure of the
ladies who live on the Avenue" (55). |