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The Down and Out King Chapter 18
By jean.day
30 May 2008
Chapter 18 – WILLIAM

Dirty days hath September,
April, June, and November;
From January up to May,
The rain it raineth every day;
From May again until July,
There's not a dry cloud in the sky;
All the rest hath thirty-one
Without a blessed ray of sun;
And if any of them had two-and-thirty,
They'd be just as wet and dirty
 

I continue to copy from San’s book - as I want to make sure that I get his story correct. He says he doesn’t mind.

“It is my firm conviction that there is no English institution of which the public in general know less than of the workhouse. Most people look upon it as ruled by stupid guardians and unamiable, not to say dishonest, officials, and as the scene of endless peculation, oppression, and misery. But, as I think the truth is much broader.

“There are, of course, pig-headed guardians and unscrupulous officials in existence - far too many, I am afraid; but my own experience is that they do not form the majority of the bodies to which they belong. I go even further, and assert that much of the evil with which the one and the other are charged is absolutely forced upon them. Circumstances - the demands of constituents and the tenor of certain statutes as interpreted by certain authorities - have much workhouse mischief to answer for. Further - and it ought to be far more widely known than it is - there is a great deal in the character and habits of certain classes of indoor paupers to try the temper of guardians and officers, and to develop what is worst in their nature.

“As to the workhouse itself, let it be always understood that it forms a world in itself. It has its factions and its demagogues, its intrigues and its animosities, and - stranger still, as no doubt outsiders will think - its flirtations. Moreover, the last deepen very frequently into fervid passion, and actually culminate, in a number of cases, in elopements.

“True, as a rule, the runaways seldom disappear for ever. On the contrary, most of them return, often in a day or two. Still, indoor paupers really do elope, and for love, in pairs from time to time. Moreover, such events are just as eagerly canvassed within the limits of the house as things of the like sort outside.

“All this, however, is only natural. People do not abandon humanity on quitting society for the workhouse. They do not subside into senseless clods on crossing its threshold, nor yet become animated but utterly passionless dolls. They do not, and cannot, lead the stagnant life in their seclusion that is commonly supposed.

“At the same time, indoor paupers are free from a good many things which occupy a large share of the time and attention of persons elsewhere. They are free from pecuniary troubles, and from worrying anticipations concerning the morrow. They have no family cares, either, left to assail them. Food, shelter, and clothing for themselves, and for their children, too, if they have any, with a fair education and a fair start in life for the latter, are certainties, come what may, so far as they are concerned.

“Meanwhile, their position secures them from a number of influences very powerful in the world beyond. State matters, with their negotiations and wars, the vicissitudes of commerce, the conflicts of parties, the burning questions and equally burning scandals of the hour, seldom weigh with them, or indeed reach them at all. In short, all the interests and sympathies of indoor paupers are concentrated within the house. In consequence, their friendships, hatreds, and notably their squabbles, assume an intensity which, considering the quality of the matters at issue, is simply ludicrous to the mere observer.

“The loves of the workhouse, it needs hardly be said, are of a peculiar order. Contrary to what obtains elsewhere in the passion, the females with us are the active and aggressive agents; and for this there is very sufficient cause.

“It is a fact that women are much more subject to abandon their individuality and bow to the influence of a stronger mind, when congregated in masses, than men. It is also a fact that, with women of the lower classes, the stronger-minded are almost exclusively those who have graduated in vicious practices. You will find it so in all those factories which give coarse employment to large numbers of females. Go into one of the workrooms of such a factory and examine for yourself. If you do, I am sure you will agree with me that, whatever they may have been originally, every one of the workers, except perhaps a few of the rawest, has gone down in language.

“Sentiment, if not in conduct, is redueced to the level of the very lowest among them. Indeed, it is the very coarse females of the jam-factory, the match-factory, the jute-factory, etc., which give the tone and lay down the law as to demeanour, language, and action to their fellows. Depravity carries it over modesty in all such places; and depravity carries it among the females of the workhouse also.

“Let me turn aside and examine for a moment how the female population of a workhouse is made up; of what materials it is chiefly composed.

“First come the young women with illegitimate children, who, having been compelled to resort to the house in the first confinement, are sure to renew their acquaintance with it again and again on the like errand. Their experience of the house, indeed, encourages them. They are incomparably better cared for in their trouble than they would be elsewhere. And they fall at once into companionship that suits their situation exactly. There are no weeping mothers or sisters to reproach, and no indignant fathers or brothers to go somewhat beyond reproach. There are no former acquaintances to look at them askance, no prudes to preach to them officiously and mercilessly, and no sneering and jeering gossips to be dreaded. They are surrounded by women who have done the like or worse, and who, therefore, are the last persons in the world to throw verbal missiles at them.
“A young woman who has gone astray, and who keeps aloof from the workhouse during her first confinement, may endure bitter hardships elsewhere, but she is far less likely to repeat the false step than her sister in misfortune who adopts the opposite course. Indeed, the chances are that the latter will continue to take false step after false step, if she does not plunge headlong into the streets at an early date, until she becomes overburdened with illegitimates, and so is compelled to enter the house as a permanent resident.
“Even more complete and dangerous hussies than the fore going are the mistresses of habitual depredators, who become indoor paupers whenever the paramours of the moment happen to be locked up and there are no other lovers at hand to take their places. These women, I need hardly remark, are those to whom the term 'fancy' specially applies.

“That same term fancy, I hope I may be allowed to remark, though very slangy and objectionable, is merely a corruption of the French fiancée, and has degenerated to its present use as follows:

“In very old days, when wars between neighbouring lands were incessant, and when, therefore, border lands were dangerous places of residence and thinly tenanted, the spiritual wants of such residents were not to be ministered to without much trouble, and occasional peril, by the clergy. On both sides of the Cheviots, for instance, no church could be expected to stand for six months at a time, as being sure to be turned into a fortress during raids, and therefore equally sure to be attacked and destroyed by the raiders. There were no resident priests in such quarters, in consequence.

“Once a year a clergyman, called a 'book bosom' from carrying the ritual in his breast, went round the district in order to marry and baptize those who needed. People, however, did not defer cohabitation, in all or even in the majority of cases, until the priest appeared. It was the custom for a pair who thought they suited one another to begin housekeeping on the understanding that they were to remain together for a year and a day, which was about the longest term that could intervene between the visits of the clergyman. If they liked one another as well when he appeared as before, they were wedded at once; if not, they parted. The probationary union was termed living fiancée. Whence the 'living fancy' of slang.

“A 'fancy' woman then is several removes from a common harlot, and values herself on her superiority. It is her boast that she consorts with but one man - at a time. But it is also her boast that she refuses to be tied to a single one for her lifetime, or, indeed, for one moment longer than her inclination lasts. The lover of the moment is always the 'best' man within her reach. Should another and, in her estimation, a better man become accessible, she will incontinently abandon the other for him, and consider herself perfectly justified in doing so.
“The paramour of the professional thief, it may be as well to remark, hardly ever has children, which is, perhaps, the chief cause of her fickleness. But she looks upon herself in all respects as a wife while 'engaged,' and, in most cases, behaves as such.

“The mother of successive illegitimates is of another sort. She is usually self-supporting - a tailoress or factory hand, given to different flirtations every night she goes out to enjoy herself, and whose 'mishaps' are not the result of attachment to any particular man or men, but of a spree with a casual acquaintance - one, it may be, picked up at haphazard in the street and seen for the first and last time on that particular occasion.

“In addition to such lost women as the foregoing, the workhouse opens its gates to others who have fallen somehow into the trick of, alternating spells of indoor pauper life with spells of common prostitution. This sort of existence is seldom commenced before the individual has attained her thirtieth year, and is usually suggested by experience of the place and its ways during a severe fit of illness, when, having neither friends nor means, and no other shelter, the poor creature was compelled to resort to the infirmary of the Union.

“At first her spells in the streets are much longer than those in the house; but by degrees the former diminish, and the latter lengthen, until, by the time she reaches her fortieth year, she limits her street life to two or three days a month. When such a woman discharges herself, she makes not the smallest secret of her purpose. The thing, and the probabilities thereof, are discussed by herself and her ward and workshop acquaintances in all their details. Guardians and officers are aware of it, too, but they are powerless to prevent. Now and again, an inexperienced chairman will take such a hussy to task; but, as a rule, to get the worse in the encounter. She is dead sure, when challenged with quitting the house for an immoral purpose, not only to acknowledge the fact, but to exult in it; and, while justifying it, she invariably contrives to make a laughingstock of her assailant. Nothing can exceed the outrageous cynicism of the remarks made by the culprit on these occasions.

“They are sure to make the round of all the officers and inmates, and to remain fixtures on the memories of the latter at least.

“All these women are alike - brazen and bullying, reckless and rollicking, glorying in their shame, or making a pretence of doing so. There is, however, much that is taking about them. They are what is called 'good hearted' - generous to those who come in their way when they have anything to give, and ready to render any little service in their power to whoever needs. Their tongues are for ever in motion; and they are always heard with rapt attention. They are replete with pungent anecdotes of the lascivious order, and they never weary of narrating the fun and frolic of their experiences.

“At the same time, these fallen creatures never miss an opportunity of sneering at the virtues, notably the one virtue in which they are themselves so conspicuously lacking. According to them, all women whatsoever are alike in inclination from the moment they cease to be children. According to them, too, the vast majority of women are exactly alike in conduct, the only difference between those of modest repute and themselves consisting in this - that the former have not yet been found out. They will have it, indeed, that modest women are merely consummate hypocrites, and therefore much worse than themselves, since they add this vice - the most detestable of all in the speaker's eye - to the rest.

“Placed, as they are, among a number of young wives and growing girls, the influence for evil of the termagants cannot be overrated; for the said wives and girls, be it carefully noted, are just in the mood to drink in their detestable lessons. Taking the former all round, or in the bunch, as themselves would put it, they have none of them any great cause for entertaining strong affection for the husbands who have fixed them where they find themselves - in a position where it is impossible to enjoy that life which was given them chiefly to be enjoyed, and this, too, at its most enjoyable season. Why should they?
“As to the very young girls, who are no longer children, they are shut out from all that intercourse with the other sex which is a necessity of their nature, and which, under judicious direction, is the very best teacher of true modesty. Their strong but uncultured instincts turn eagerly to the conversation of the fallen women, and luxuriate in every sentence. Thus they become utterly depraved in sentiment before they are afforded an opportunity of entering the world. How can young wives subjected to such an ordeal retain a due regard for the marriage contract? How can young girls similarly dealt with ever entertain any such regard at all?

“With all her stronger feelings seconding the precepts of the temptresses, the young indoor-pauper wife is not long in coming to the conclusion that they are quite in the right as to manners and morals, while she herself has been, so far, altogether in the wrong. In short, she adopts their principles in the bulk, and longs for an opportunity of reducing them to practice. Nor in many instances is the opportunity long withheld.

“Now and again the professional procuress makes her appearance in the house as an indoor pauper, and mostly finds the minds of the women, married and single, who suit her best, ready moulded to her hand. She has no difficulty at all in enlisting them; and seldom finds any in procuring their release. She may posture as a friend of the family, and so tempt her out into the world, or procure somebody else to do the trick. And out again in the world the discontented wife is sure to disappear, with the 'family friend,' at an early date, leaving husband and children to return to the workhouse at their leisure. It needs hardly be remarked that the work of the procuress is still easier with the very young girl.

“But, even without the aid of the procuress, the fate of the young girl is determined in the very worst way. Sooner or later she is sure to be tempted into the streets by one of the harlots, and, a certain age attained, there is nothing to prevent. However, these are matters with which I have not now to deal. My immediate subject is love in the workhouse itself - love among indoor paupers; and it is time to explain how it can possibly take place - in other words, how indoor paupers of different sexes are brought in contact.

“Nearly all the work of the house is done by inmates - the women taking the laundry, the sewing, the mending, and other feminine occupations, and the men the whitewashing, painting, etc. Obviously a good deal of intercourse must take place between males and females while these matters are in progress.

“Again, in nearly every instance, the officers are mere over-lookers and preservers of order. The real work of their posts is performed by pauper deputies, who are thus carried all over the house every day in the week. Necessarily these underlings must have the full use of their faculties in order to be efficient. In other words, they must not yet be 'old.' Moreover, they must be selected from the best material in the house; and human beings whose prime is not yet past, and who are pent in from year's end to year's end from the outer world, cannot meet, even for a few seconds, without plunging up to the eyes in flirtation. Both sides, indeed, are eager for it. In consequence, more progress in an intrigue is made in five minutes, by a pair of indoor paupers when they happen to meet, than is made in as many weeks by persons more fortunately placed.

“A couple of meetings will suffice to engage a pair. And once the engagement is formed, the parties to it must have frequent communication, and all sorts of tricks and contrivances are employed to secure it. Confidants on both sides are indispensable, and found without difficulty. All other paupers, indeed, make it a point of honour to further such an affair. Messages are exchanged; so are little notes, most of which are curiosities in their way. Many are penned on the margins of old newspapers, in the queerest possible hands, and in such spelling as is scarcely to be met with elsewhere. I have seen a pauper love-letter scratched with a nail on the bowl of an old iron spoon.

“Flirtations among paupers on very rare occasions end as elsewhere, in marriage; and such marriages, when they do take place, are not so unhappy in result as might be supposed. They tempt the parties into making a vigorous and therefore successful effort at independence.
“As a rule, however, a pauper flirtation is evanescent - a matter of six weeks or two months. Within that time it attains full intensity. Then - no better means presenting itself - the enamoured pair discharge themselves on the same morning, and go out to spend twelve to forty-eight hours together, according to the amount of money at their disposal. This is at once the consummation of the love-fit and its close. They resume their places in the house completely cured of it.

“Small officials in a workhouse are the principal offenders in this way; these, it may be as well to remember, have always at their command the means of accumulating five or six shillings in, say, half as many months, halfpenny by halfpenny.

“All this is very immoral; but how, I must ask, is it to be prevented? Neither officers nor guardians have the power. The thing goes on day after day, and week after week, under their very eyes; but they cannot interfere, even though it may end now and again in the way most exasperating to right-minded guardians, by bringing additional burdens on the ratepayers.

“In London workhouses, the hopping season is the grand opportunity of their more inveterate pauper flirts. Numbers of them go regularly to the hop-gardens; and each man must have a female companion - a hopping wife, as she is termed - selected from the females on the other side. As I write, not less than a dozen negotiations tending in this direction are in progress, literally within earshot.

“Guardians encourage such excursions, because they relieve the rates to a marked extent while they last; though I question if they would be quite so ready to facilitate them as they often are, did they realise their full meaning. Not a few curious incidents take place during these hopping honeymoons. The fidelity of the women is never to be relied on. In the greater number of instances, indeed, they change partners on the ground, and return to London in company with the favoured lovers, who as often as not have been, and will be again in a day or two, inmates of the same workhouse as the original lovers.

“The feuds that result between the rivals are sure to be lasting, and equally sure to furnish the house with abundant amusement.”

I find Sam's words hard to believe, yet I know he has had discussions with dozens of both sexes on this matter. I have not, as yet, been approached by these harlots that he describes, but perhaps that is because they think of me as an old and sad man, which of course, I am.

Reviews
Fascinating read
Written by Bottleblondesurfer (3362 comments posted) 31st May 2008
I must have missed this latest book of yours. I’m glad you mentioned it. I’m ashamed to say I haven’t been to the Extended Forum for a while. 
This was a fascinating and totally gripping account; if the rest is as good. I will have to make some time to read it all. 
These places have had a very bad press, thanks mainly to Dickens and, more recently, the film version of Oliver so it is good to get a more rounded picture of them. 
 
They are more positive places than is popularly portrayed and it is good to get a real insight into them. 
I noticed a lot of speech marks, so you must be quoting. I must go back to the other chapters to find out who the characters are. 
 
It was interesting to read about the hierarchy that existed there. I suppose in places like that any bit of status is important. It also showed so, vividly, how poverty, and living there lowers expectations and concentrates the mind on the more quotidian aspects of life. It was a perfect example of Maslow’s graph of Need. It’s like the world in microcosm. 
 
I’m sure there were feuds and enmities between the inmates, and quite often they get blown out of all proportion, as there is little to distract them and they cannot escape each other. 
 
Despite the fact that this was paternalistic and slightly misogynistic in attitude it was an absorbing and informative piece of writing about a subject that all too often gets swept under history’s carpet. 
You’ve put it all together in a very readable and captivating way. I never felt I was being given a history lesson. It was all so real 
I’ll try and catch up on this when time allows. 
Cheers 
jane 
 
 
 
 

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