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VINTAGRAPH • WPA • WWII • THE TOY DEPARTMENT, 1913

Hop In: 1919

Hop In: 1919

Washington, D.C., circa 1919. "Mrs. Marsh, Mrs. Boeckel." Eleanor Taylor Marsh and Florence Brewer Boeckel of the National Woman's Party. View full size.

 

REO Automobile

The car is a 1916 - 1918 REO Four Passenger Roadster which cost $1250 in 1916. By 1918 the price was $1550.

For comparison, a Model T Runabout (2 Door) base price was $345 in 1916 and $500 in 1918. A Packard 2 Door Passenger Coupe was $2,700 in 1916 and $3,450 in 1918. Prices went up because of WWI and post-war inflation.

The REO is a six cylinder model. A Ford Model T is only a four cylinder engine and the Packard is a 12 cylinder.

The radiator with the front sloping forward is unique to REO. The 1918 REO slogan was "The Gold Standard of Values." The illustration below is from their 1916 Prestige brochure.

Florence Brewer Boeckel

Washington Post, Oct 17, 1965

Florence Boeckel, 79, Suffragist and Editor

Florence Brewer Boeckel, a crusader for woman suffrage, who was an education director of the National Council for Prevention of War from 1921 to 1935, died early Saturday morning in Mar-Salle Convalescent Home, She was 79.

Mrs. Boeckel was born in Trenton, N.J., and graduated from Vassar College in 1908 before doing graduate work in Paris and Dresden. In 1910 she became a special investigator in the Poughkeepsie, N.Y., schools, and in 1911 joined the Poughkeepsie News-Press as a feature and editorial writer.

She was on the editorial staff of Vogue magazine in 1911 and 13 and was a feature writer for the Baltimore Sun in 1914 and 15. Between 1917 and 1920 Mrs. Boeckel was the publicity director of the National Woman's Party, aiding their drive for suffrage and from 1919 to 1920 she edited The Suffragist.

Mrs. Boeckel wrote two books: "Across Borderlines," 1926 and "Between War and Peace," 1928. Two earlier books, "Study of Occupations Open to Young Women" and "Through the Gateway," were published in 1911 and 1920.

In the 1930s Mrs. Boeckel wrote a weekly newspaper column called "Between War and Peace," and in 1936 was American delegate to the World Peace Congress in Brussels and attended the opening session of the Council and Assembly of the League of Nations in Geneva.

Mrs. Boeckel also was a founding member of the Women's National Press Club. She is survived by her husband, Richard, of the home at 2137 Leroy pl., nw., and by a son, John Hart of College Park Woods Md.


Washington Post, Jan 11, 1916

Licensed to Marry

...
Richard M. Boeckel, 24, Pittsburgh, Pa., and Florence M. Brewer, 30, Washington. The Rev. E.S. Dunlap.
...

Miss Eleanor Taylor

Miss Taylor appears to have dropped her early insistence on retaining her own name in marriage. I hope she wasn't so easily swayed to abandon other progressive notions she espoused. The following article is striking for the tone of wonder at a marriage based on equal partnership. Additionally, its hard to imagine a contemporary reporter questioning a woman about birth control.


Washington Post, Feb 21, 1917

Pretty Vassar Girl Keeps Own Name
As Party to "Individual Marriage."

Bride and Bridegroom Pay Share-and-Share-Alike for
Everything from Laundry to Movie Tickets
"Mr. Marsh and Miss Taylor" is Legend on Doorbell.

New York, Feb 20. — Pretty 21-year-old Eleanor Taylor, as attractive a girl as ever helped carry the daisy chain at Vassar College, has given prosaic Greenwich Village its latest excitement. From the quiet of the halls of the ancient seat of learning she has walked with bold and undaunted step into the very center of the "village" Bohemians. What has she done? She has entered into the latest of marital contracts with Benjamin Marsh, war correspondent, radical and seventeen years her senior, in what now becomes famous as the "Individual marriage."

The "individual" clause of the contract was added when Miss Taylor and Mr. Marsh — not Mr. and Mrs. Marsh — found themselves sipping tea in the cheerful home they had previously fixed up in the environs of Washington square.

In a word, the clause that makes a marriage in "individual" one is nothing to be scoffed at by the struggling artist who finds both ends hard to meet. True, it robs him of what many men glory in — dominion over his spouse — but it makes life less worrisome. It seems that the wife is to retain her individual rights, including everything. She does not even have to give up her name, her position, her thought, her work; nor does such a marriage permit a husband to support his wife. She supports herself, and Miss Eleanor Taylor and Benjamin C. Marsh are carrying their contract out to the letter. Each contributes equally toward the morning meal. Each has a job in New York.

At night they wend their respective ways home to 11 Vandam street. After comparing expenses for the day they go over to the Greenwich Settlement House, where they dine sumptuously for 35 cents each. As they stop at the cashier's desk on the way out, Miss Taylor pays her own check, Mr. Marsh his. To the "movies," a lecture or the theater, Miss Taylor pays for her ticket. Mr. Marsh pays for his.

"I met Mr. Marsh a year ago at the Greenwich Settlement House," said she. "Neither of us wanted to impose his belief on the other. We agreed in purpose, though. We decided on our mode of living, because we knew it would make us happier; all the more because each has his own work. We decided that each contribute to the support of the household. We figure out the cost of breakfast — just now it is 15 cents — and we divide the amount. We pay our laundry and other bills separately. No man, husband nor anyone else could make me change my individual thinking, and my name? On our doorbell we have Mr. Marsh and Miss Taylor."

"Do parties in individual marriages believe in birth control?" asked the interviewer as a final question. "I do," said Miss Taylor, frankly, as she bent over her desk to resume her work.


Washington Post, Dec 9, 1968

Eleanor T. Nelson, Crusader, 73, Dies

Eleanor Taylor Nelson, 73, an early crusader for women's suffrage, died yesterday at George Washington University Hospital after a stroke.

Mrs. Nelson was a publicist for the National Woman's party, which was instrumental in getting Congress to pass the 19th Amendment in 1919. In the early 1920s she was a public information officer for the U.S. Children's Bureau and was a founding member of the Women's National Press Club.

Mrs. Nelson moved to New York City in 1927 and worked for many years as a copy writer for the J. Walter Thompson Co. advertising agency.

She was married to the late Benjamin C. Marsh, the late Horace Wylie and the late Ralph Nelson. She returned to Washington several years ago and lived at 2101 16th st n.w.

She is survived by a son, Michael Marsh, of Washington; a daughter, Mrs. Wallace Scott, of Bennington, Vt.; a brother, James I. Taylor, of Philadelphia; two sisters, Mrs. Ira Keller, of Portland, Ore. and Mrs. George K. Hourwich of New York City, and five granddaughters.

The car

is a Reo.

I am old but...

I have been married twice and never wanted to be called "Mrs." How times have changed! Love the pic.

V for victory

A card in the window on the right appears to say "V [for] Victory." I'm surprised, I thought that was a World War II slogan.

Cool Roadster

Looks like two nice women out riding in their sporty little two seat roadster. What is that car anyway?

 
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