Thomas Joy delivered all this, as it went on, to William Butcher.
William Butcher delivered it again to three Birmingham Parlours, from
which it got to all the other Parlours, and was took, as I have been told
since, right through all the shops in the North of England. Note.
William Butcher delivered, at his Parlour, in a speech, that it was a
Patent way of making Chartists.
But I hadn’t nigh done yet. The Queen’s bill was to be took to the
Signet Office in Somerset House, Strand—where the stamp shop is. The
Clerk of the Signet made ‘a Signet bill for the Lord Keeper of the Privy
Seal.’ I paid him four pound, seven. The Clerk of the Lord Keeper of
the Privy Seal made ‘a Privy-Seal bill for the Lord Chancellor.’ I paid
him, four pound, two. The Privy-Seal bill was handed over to the Clerk
of the Patents, who engrossed the aforesaid. I paid him five pound,
seventeen, and eight; at the same time, I paid Stamp-duty for the Patent,
in one lump, thirty pound. I next paid for ‘boxes for the Patent,’ nine
and sixpence. Note. Thomas Joy would have made the same at a profit for
eighteen-pence. I next paid ‘fees to the Deputy, the Lord Chancellor’s
Purse-bearer,’ two pound, two. I next paid ‘fees to the Clerk of the
Hanapar,’ seven pound, thirteen. I next paid ‘fees to the Deputy Clerk
of the Hanaper,’ ten shillings. I next paid, to the Lord Chancellor
again, one pound, eleven, and six. Last of all, I paid ‘fees to the
Deputy Sealer, and Deputy Chaff-wax,’ ten shillings and sixpence. I had
lodged at Thomas Joy’s over six weeks, and the unopposed Patent for my
invention, for England only, had cost me ninety-six pound, seven, and
eightpence. If I had taken it out for the United Kingdom, it would have
cost me more than three hundred pound.
Now, teaching had not come up but very limited when I was young. So much
the worse for me you’ll say. I say the same. William Butcher is twenty
year younger than me. He knows a hundred year more. If William Butcher
had wanted to Patent an invention, he might have been sharper than myself
when hustled backwards and forwards among all those offices, though I
doubt if so patient. Note. William being sometimes cranky, and consider
porters, messengers, and clerks.
Thereby I say nothing of my being tired of my life, while I was Patenting
my invention. But I put this: Is it reasonable to make a man feel as if,
in inventing an ingenious improvement meant to do good, he had done
something wrong? How else can a man feel, when he is met by such
difficulties at every turn? All inventors taking out a Patent MUST feel
so. And look at the expense. How hard on me, and how hard on the
country if there’s any merit in me (and my invention is took up now, I am
thankful to say, and doing well), to put me to all that expense before I
can move a finger! Make the addition yourself, and it’ll come to
ninety-six pound, seven, and eightpence. No more, and no less.
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