Antique postcard of child chimney sweeps. |
Soot was valuable and could be sold for 9d a bushel in 1840.
An apprentice would do four or five chimneys a day. When they first
started they scraped their knees and elbows, so the master would harden
up their skin by standing them close to a hot fire and rubbing in strong
brine using a brush. This was done each evening until the skin
hardened.
The boys got no wages but lived with the master who fed them. They
slept together on the floor or in the cellar under the sacks and the
cloth used during the day to catch the soot. This was known as "sleeping
black"
The boy would be washed by the mistress in a tub in the yard, this may
happen as often as once a week, but rarely did. One sweep used to wash
down his boys in the Serpentine. Another Nottingham sweep insisted they washed three times a year, for Christmas, Whitsun and the Goose Fair.
Sometimes, a boy would need to be persuaded to climb faster or higher
up the chimney, and the master sweep would either light a small fire of
straw or a brimstone candle, to encourage him to try harder. Another method which also helped stop them from "going off" was to send another boy up behind him to prick pins into the soles of his feet or buttocks.
Chimneys varied in size. The common flue
was designed to be one and a half bricks long by one brick wide, though
the often narrowed to one brick square, that is 9 inches (230 mm) by 9
inches (230 mm) or less. Often the chimney would still be hot from the fire, occasionally it would actually be on fire.
Careless climbing boys could get stuck with their knees jammed against
their chins. The harder they struggled the tighter they became wedged.
They could remain in this position for many hours until they were pushed
out from below or pulled out with a rope. If their struggling caused a
fall of soot they would suffocate. Dead or alive the boy had to be
removed and this would be done by removing bricks from the side of the
chimney. If the chimney was particularly narrow the boys would be told to "buff it", that is to do it naked, otherwise they just wore trousers, and a shirt made from thick rough cotton cloth.
The Chimney Sweeper: by William Blake
When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
Could scarcely cry " 'weep! 'weep! 'weep! 'weep!"
So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep.
There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head
That curled like a lamb's back, was shaved, so I said,
"Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head's bare,
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair."
And so he was quiet, & that very night,
As Tom was a-sleeping he had such a sight!
That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, & Jack,
Were all of them locked up in coffins of black;
And by came an Angel who had a bright key,
And he opened the coffins & set them all free;
Then down a green plain, leaping, laughing they run,
And wash in a river and shine in the Sun.
Then naked & white, all their bags left behind,
They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind.
And the Angel told Tom, if he'd be a good boy,
He'd have God for his father & never want joy.
And so Tom awoke; and we rose in the dark
And got with our bags & our brushes to work.
Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm;
So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.
Great article thank you
ReplyDeleteWonderful article thank you. Horrifying what the boys and girls went through
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