At 32 Mabel Gurney, a niece of my great great grandmother Emma Salter née Gurney,
seemed to be following the familiar dutiful path of the youngest girl child, remaining
unmarried to care for her widowed mother. Her father Henry Gurney, a timber
merchant in Cheltenham, died there in 1883 when Mabel was only 14.
At first Mabel
and her mother Phebe lived with Mabel’s eldest brother Walter and his family. But
in 1901 they were on their own, mother and daughter with a single servant, and
I leapt to the conclusion that Mabel was, like so many of my female ancestors,
trapped in spinsterdom. The eternal maiden aunt.
Different story
altogether, when I looked more closely at the census record. They were no
longer in Cheltenham but here, in Edinburgh, at an address only five minutes’
walk from my own. 29 Mansionhouse Road is an elegantly proportioned lodge in a
vaguely Greek style, built in 1848 as the Scottish capital expanded to the
south in the suburb of Newington. Today it sits on the edge of an area of the
most expensive housing in the city called The Grange, large detached houses
built by wealthy Scottish merchants and bankers; until recently Fred Goodwin
the disgraced CEO of the Royal Bank of Scotland lived in the district.
By the time
Phebe and Mabel were living there the more densely populated Edinburgh
tenements of Marchmont, thrown up in the 1880s, were pressing up against it. Marchmont
is home to a mixture of urban professionals and a lively transient student population,
and I don’t suppose its character has changed all that much since it was developed
130 years ago.
And why had they
made the move from Cheltenham to Edinburgh? In 1901, at the age of 32, Mabel
was herself a student. More than that, she was studying at Edinburgh University’s
school of medicine to be a doctor. This was a remarkable ambition for a woman
at the time, and her mother’s support for it was a very modern attitude. But
Phebe was from a Baptist family, raised to believe there should be no barriers
in education in the service of God.
Although Mabel
was not the first woman doctor, she was one of the early beneficiaries of those
who fought for women to be allowed to study medicine. And Edinburgh was the
scene of the battle. In 1869 a group of women known as the Edinburgh Seven were
the first to attend medical lectures, by private arrangement and at their own
expense in segregated classes, at Edinburgh University.
Their presence outraged
many, and caused a riot the following year outside Surgeon’s Hall (opposite my
nearest stationery supplier) where they were taking an exam in anatomy. Women, it was felt, should not be expected or allowed to handle the human body. And
although they had been allowed to matriculate in Edinburgh University, it was
ruled at the end of their studies in 1873 that they would not receive degrees,
and – to add insult to injury – that they should not have been permitted to
study in the first place.
They took their
campaign to London, where Sophia Jex-Blake opened the London School of Medicine
for Women in 1874. A bill placed before parliament in 1876 by a cousin of Henry’s,
the MP Russell Gurney (my 1st cousin 4x removed), made it legal –
but still not compulsory – for medical examining boards to treat men and women equally.
Jex-Blake
returned to Edinburgh in 1878 and became the city’s first ever woman doctor.
She established the Edinburgh School of Medicine for Women and the Edinburgh
Provident Dispensary for Women and Children. The latter, which provided medical
care and education to the poor, became in time the Bruntsfield Hospital, built in
the grounds of her home Bruntsfield Lodge (past which I walk my dog every day).
Signs of the times at Bruntsfield Hospital (closed in 1989 and converted
into private accommodation)
Female undergraduates
were at last admitted to Edinburgh University in 1892, less than ten years
before Mabel enrolled there. Jex-Blake’s Edinburgh School had, in political
terms, served its purpose and as other avenues for women’s medical education
opened up, it closed in 1898. In 1899 Mabel won a medal for practical anatomy, the very subject on which her predecessors were being examined when the riots took place around Surgeon's Hall in 1870. She graduated in 1903, and her career as a
woman doctor will be the subject of a future post here.
My own
remarkable niece, supported by her remarkable mother, is about to start
studying medicine at Edinburgh. She should know about the landmarks physical
and historical with which the roads to her place of learning are lined.
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