London Labour and the London Poor, Volume 1
Mayhew, Henry
1861
Of the Sham indecent Street-Trade.
THIS is of those callings which are at once repulsive and ludicrous; repulsive, when it is considered under what pretences the papers are sold, and ludicrous, when the disappointment of the gulled purchaser is contemplated. | |
I have mentioned that of the allurements held out by the strawer was that his paper—the words used by Jack Straw—could "not be admitted into families." Those following the "sham indecent trade" for a time followed his example, and professed to sell straws and give away papers; but the London police became very observant of the sale of straws—more especially under the pretences alluded to—and it has, for the last years, been rarely pursued in the streets. | |
The plan now adopted is to sell the sealed packet itself, which the "patter" of the streetseller leads his auditors to believe to be some improper or scandalous publication. The packet is some coloured paper, in which is placed a portion of an old newspaper, a Christmas carol, a religious tract, or a slop-tailor's puff (given away in the streets for the behoof of another class of gulls). She enclosed paper is, however, never indecent. | |
From a man who had, not long ago, been in this trade, I had the following account. He was very anxious that nothing should be said which would lead to a knowledge that he was my informant. After having expressed his sorrow that he had ever been driven to this trade from distress, he proceeded to justify himself. He argued—and he was not an ignorant man—that there was neither common sense nor common justice in interfering with a man like him, who, "to earn a crust, pretended to sell what , that must pay church and all sorts of rates, sold without being molested." The word "shopkeepers" was uttered with a bitter emphasis. There are, or were, he continued, shops —for he seemed to know them all—and some of them had been carried on for years, in which shameless publications were not only sold, but exposed in the windows; and why should he be considered a greater offender than a shopkeeper, and be knocked about by the police? There are, or lately were, he said, such shops in , , a court off , , , , the courts near Theatre, , Highstreet, Bloomsbury, St. Martin's-court, May's buildings, and elsewhere, to say nothing of ! Yet must be interfered with! | |
[I may here remark, that I met with no street-sellers who did not disbelieve, or affect to disbelieve, that they were really meddled with by the police for obstructing the thoroughfare. They either hint, or plainly state, that they are removed solely to please the shop-keepers. Such was the reiterated opinion, real or pretended, of my present informant.] | |
I took a statement from this man, but do not care to dwell upon the subject. The trade, in the form I have described, had been carried on, he thought, for the last years. At time, men followed it; at present, he believed there were only , and they worked only at intervals, and as opportunities offered: some going out, for instance, to sell almanacs or memorandum books, and, when they met with a favourable chance, offering their sealed packets. My informant's customers were principally boys, young men, and old gentlemen; but old gentlemen chiefly when the trade was new. This street-seller's "great gun," as he called it, was to make up packets, as closely resembling as he could accomplish it, those which were displayed in the windows of any of the shops I have alluded to. He would then station himself at some little distance from of those shops, and, if possible, so as to encounter those who had stopped to study the contents of the window, and would represent—broadly enough, he admitted, when he dared—that he could sell for what was charged , or , or whatever price he had seen announced, "in that very neighbourhood." He sometimes ventured, also, to mutter something, unintelligibly, about the public being imposed upon! On occasion, he took in the street in about hours. On another evening he took in the street and was called aside by old gentlemen, each of whom told him to come to an address given (at the West-end), and ask for such and such initials. To he sold packets for ; to the other, packets, each —or in evening. The packets were in different coloured papers, and had the impressions of a large seal on red wax at the back; and he assured the old gents., as he called them, of whom, he thought, was "silly," that they were all different. "And very likely," he said, chucklingly, "they were different; for they were made out of a lot of missionary tracts and old newspapers that I got dirt cheap at a 'waste' shop. I should like to have seen the old gent.'s face, as he opened his worth, after another!" This trade, however, among old gentlemen, was prosperous for barely a month: "It got blown then, sir, and they wouldn't buy any more, except a very odd ." | |
This man—and he believed it was the same with all the others in the trade—never visited the public-houses, for a packet would soon have been opened and torn there, which, he said, people was ashamed to do in the public streets. As well as he could recollect, he had never sold a single packet to a girl or a woman. Drunken women of the town had occasionally made loud comments on his calling, and offered | |
241 | to purchase; but on such occasions, fearful of a disturbance, he always hurried away. |
I have said that the straw trade is now confined to the country, and I give a specimen of the article vended there, by the patterer in the sham indecent trade. It was purchased of a man, who sold it folded in the form of a letter, and is addressed, "On Royal Service. By Express. Private. To Her Royal Highness, Victoria, Princess Royal. Kensington Palace, London. Entered at Stationer's Hall." The man who sold it had a wisp of straw round his neck, and introduced his wares with the following patter: | |
"I am well aware that many persons here present will say what an absurd idea—the idea of selling straws for a halfpenny each, when there are so many lying about the street; but the reason is simply this: I am not allowed by the authorities to sell these papers, so I give them away and sell my straws. There are a variety of figures in these papers for gentlemen; some in the bed, some on the bed, some under the bed." The following is a copy of the document thus sold:—
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Dated from the Duchy of Coburg. | |
MY DEAREST VICTORIA, | |
Highnesses' answer, Ibeg leave tosubscribe myself pledgesof affection—anxiouslyawaiting your royalroyalbride and futuresovereign, very manyand living sured on myprincely honour, thatI will awardto my meto that enviedstation ofbeingthy husband, restasinchristendom; and whenthou hast deignedto exhalt bended knees, to favour mysuit, above anyother prince of all heirsto abritishdiadem—I implorethee on uy amiable of England'sprincesses—and the most virtuous buryhimself within thy owndowny plumage! Most charming notes, andwith fluttering wingswishes to who like abirdof paradise, iscallingtheeto listen to his come to mylonging arams—it is onlythy dear Albert, amiable Victoria, themost pure and spotless of virgins, futurity, andcontinue to dreamof love andthee! My shallbe enchanted withthe most beautiful visionsof ment of that balmysleep I havebeen long wanting, I sleepless couch, and resining mysoul to theenjoywounds—Thenwill I pleasantly repose myself on my butcome and pour thy healing balsaminto my smarting venlysamaritan, pass notaway from thyadoring albert; inglove! Thenhasten my glorionschernb—thou heawholebody is beingconsumedin thefurnase of everlasttalised withvaried and conflicting emotions, and my fuseto do theiroffice; every oneof my membersare tanfire, myfeet stumbles—yea, my arms andmy legs remy senseswander, my hairstands on end, my head ison claspthee in myarms—My bosomheaves, my heartdants, thylovely form, andlong for thehappy hour whenI shall royalhighness—my sweetestangel, oh! how I do adore downto the delightfultask of writinga love letterto thy — — neverdid I enjoygreater bliss, thanwhenI sat | |
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On the back of this page is the following cool initiation of the purchaser into the mysteries of the epistle: | |
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Notwithstanding the injunction to buy letters, and the seeming necessity of having both to understand the "directions," the patterer was selling only the I have given. | |
That the trade in sham indecent publications was, at time, very considerable, and was not unobserved by those who watch, as it is called, "the signs of the times," is shown by the circumstance that the Anti-Corn-Law League paper, called the , could only be got off by being done up in a sealed packet, and sold by patterers as a pretended improper work. | |
The really indecent trade will be described hereafter. | |
For a month my informant thought he had cleared a week; for another month, ; and as an average, since that time, from to weekly, until he discontinued the trade. It is very seldom practised, unless in the evening, and perhaps only street-seller depends entirely upon it. | |
Supposing that men last year each cleared weekly, we find upwards of expended yearly in the streets on this rubbish. | |
The capital required to start in the business is or , to be expended in paper, paste, and sometimes sealing-wax. | |