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
But I am entering too much into detail, and must pass on more
rapidly. About six weeks after that solitary evening, there were at
least twenty-five present; and let me give you an idea of the
improvement in their manners. I was a minute or two late. They were
nearly all assembled. As I entered the room, they all rose, and
remained standing till I was seated. And this was by no means in
consequence of any lectures I had given them on manners: I should
have considered it as much as my place was worth to have offered such
instruction.
From having frequently heard a difficulty as to the time which these
meetings took from their work, I thought of a plan for supplying
their fingers, whilst their minds were occupied in listening to what
was passing in the way of instruction. Various materials for
clothing were provided, and issued to members of the society, as
required by them, at a reduction of twopence in the shilling. Good
patterns were also provided, free of charge. In this way, during the
winter, most of these women made several garments for themselves and
their children; and as the payments were usually only a few pence at
a time, the total cost appeared to them very trifling. In addition
to this, a Savings’ Bank was established, and some of the depositors
saved as much as seven or eight shillings.
As the summer advanced, the attendance, of course, lessened. The
greater part of the poor people living in the Potteries, being
brickmakers, can follow this occupation only in the summer, when they
work early and late; and the wife often works too. We therefore
thought it best to give up meeting, from July to the end of
September.
As we parted, one of our members, a good woman, who had interested me
very much, came to me, and, with tears in her eyes, spoke of the
happy hours we had enjoyed there, and said the time would seem long
till we met again. We then little thought _how_ long it would be.
The Potteries was one of the first places visited by the cholera that
year; and this good woman, to whom I was most sincerely attached, was
one of the first victims. She was attacked one morning, and died in
the evening. A sickly child, too, who had been long the object of
the greatest care and solicitude to his poor mother, followed her in
a few hours, and one grave received them both.
When we assembled in October, in addition to the inroads which death
had made, a few members had left the neighbourhood; but still so many
returned, and brought with them so many companions, that I saw it was
quite impossible to carry on the society longer single-handed.
Neither was there any occasion for doing so. Several ladies kindly
offered their assistance, and we are now regularly organised.
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