Ragged homes and how to mend themBayly, Mrs. (Mary)
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Ragged homes and how to mend them
Bayly, Mrs. (Mary)
Charities -- Great Britain; Poor -- England -- London
AH this drink, this terrible drink, which still goes on slaying its
thousands and tens of thousands! No wonder that indignation has been so
roused against it, that many have banished it from their tables, and even
from their houses! Our poor Potteries have endured a full share of the
misery and destruction that ever follow it.
During the summer the brickmaker, with the assistance of the elder
members of his family, sometimes earns between £2 and £3 per week. One
man informed me that he and his family had earned £2, 18s. nearly every
week through the season; and yet that man’s wife and three children were
shivering at my door, one bitterly cold morning in December, and begging
for food and clothing. The effects of the hard work and hard drinking
had been to bring on a terrible illness, and not a sixpence was left of
all the money which they had earned “when the sun was shining.” After
enduring privation and suffering too terrible to contemplate, the man and
one of the children died, and the poor widow with the remaining children
went to the workhouse.
Were it not for this inveterate habit of drinking, few places would be
more independent of help from without than the Potteries; but long habits
of intemperance have so impoverished the people, that few can now afford
to _buy_ the pigs for themselves; they therefore fatten them “upon
commission,” and in this way can gain only a miserable livelihood.
Considerable sums of money, however, may be still earned by those who are
careful and prudent, both by pig-feeding and brick-making. The latter
work is not constant, but can be procured at only one particular time of
the year. Hence in the course of the same year may be seen, in the same
family, the extreme of prodigality and destitution. The effect of an
increased income, generally, is that more money goes to the public-house,
and the future is still unprovided for. I have often told these
labourers that their memories seemed much shorter than the bees’, birds’,
and ants’. These little creatures never forget that winter will return,
and make the most ample provision for it. But any stranger would think
that the present was the first winter which these human beings had ever
known; that it had come upon them unexpectedly, and found them unprepared
for it.
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