CLASS DISTINCTIONS

Sport and Pastime

The craze for sensational or dangerous exhibitions so frequently rebuked byPunchin connexion with the performances of Blondin and his imitators cannot be regarded as a specially Victorian weakness. Over pugilism and prize-fighting, as illustrated by the historic contest between Heenan and Sayers in 1860, he could wax enthusiastic. Sayers, by the way, was alleged to have earned £85,000 in one year, a sum which compares not unfavourably with the gains of modern champions. It was an age of non-intervention, but more robust in the expression of likes and dislikes, passions and prejudices, and in some respects less humane or refined in its pleasures. Sporting wagers which resulted in the riding of horses to death were growing rarer but had not altogether died out. The noble pastime of Alpine climbing was already established in 1858, but the combined attractions of healing waters and gambling tables were a more potent attraction to wearied legislators of the gilded breed. The manners of the British traveller were not always above reproach, andPunchin his Almanack for that year, employs his ironical method to explain our unpopularity:—

WHY ENGLISHMEN ARE BELOVED UPON THE CONTINENT

Because they are always so careful to abstain from either word or action, which, in any way, might hurt the feelings of a foreigner.Because they never institute odious comparisons between things in general abroad and those they've left at home, unless indeed it is to the disparagement of the latter.Because they never brag about the "freedom of a British subject," in countries which are under a despotic form of government.Because they speak so fluently in any continental language, and always are so affable when publicly accosted by a stranger, and so ready at all times to enter into conversation with those they may be travelling with.Because they don't bawl for beer at a first-class table d'hôte, nor make wry faces at the wine as though it disagreed with them.Because they never in the least let trifles put them out, and however much they are annoyed they do their utmost to conceal it, instead of (as has been maliciously asserted) seizing with delight on every opportunity to give their temper vent, and express themselves dissatisfied with everything that's done for them.Because whatever provocation they may think they have received, they are so careful not to let strong language pass their lips; and so far from making extracts from the Commination Service, are never heard to use an exclamation more forcible than "Dear me!" or "Now really, how provoking!"

Because they are always so careful to abstain from either word or action, which, in any way, might hurt the feelings of a foreigner.

Because they never institute odious comparisons between things in general abroad and those they've left at home, unless indeed it is to the disparagement of the latter.

Because they never brag about the "freedom of a British subject," in countries which are under a despotic form of government.

Because they speak so fluently in any continental language, and always are so affable when publicly accosted by a stranger, and so ready at all times to enter into conversation with those they may be travelling with.

Because they don't bawl for beer at a first-class table d'hôte, nor make wry faces at the wine as though it disagreed with them.

Because they never in the least let trifles put them out, and however much they are annoyed they do their utmost to conceal it, instead of (as has been maliciously asserted) seizing with delight on every opportunity to give their temper vent, and express themselves dissatisfied with everything that's done for them.

Because whatever provocation they may think they have received, they are so careful not to let strong language pass their lips; and so far from making extracts from the Commination Service, are never heard to use an exclamation more forcible than "Dear me!" or "Now really, how provoking!"

A few years laterPunchtook up the cudgels on the other side, but the rebuke here administered was undoubtedly deserved. Foreign travel, however, was restricted by the passport trouble in 1858, andPunchsaw in the restriction a chance for the native hotel-keeper, if he would only reduce his charges.

It was not exactly a temperate age. Heavy meals and copious potations play an important part in Dickens's novels; and a great many men ate and drank a great deal more than was good for them. Abernethy's method of dealing with the voracious Alderman might still have been profitably followed by Victorian practitioners. But we say "men" advisedly, for there is no evidence that women gorged and guzzled, certainly none to support the fantastic account of English dinner parties given by a French writer and reproduced in 1861 byPunchwith characteristic comments:—

"At a dinner party the ladies retire into another room, after having partaken very moderately of wine; and while the gentlemen empty bottles of Port, Madeira, Claret and Champagne, it is a constant habit among the ladies to empty bottles of brandy."

The National Type

The extract is taken from a book onLes Anglais, Londres et L'Angleterre, with an introduction by no less eminent an authority than M. Emile de Girardin, who vouched for its accuracy. According to the writer the English cared for nothing but roast beef, porter, and spirits. They were "averse to contemplation," had not the remotest conception of grace or feeling, their "climate, coarse food, and black drink being utterly opposed to any mental refinement. To possess taste it is necessary to possess soul, and a large soul; and theEnglish possess nothing but appetite." It was a gross libel, but the misconception was mutual, andPunchhad done a great deal to foster it by his persistent representation of the "Mossoo" as a mere figure of fun. And let it never be forgotten that the notion of the English as a gross and crapulous race was in great measure due to our caricaturists, Gillray and Rowlandson, and even Hogarth. We chose the beefy, burly, sixteen-stone top-booted farmer as the national type, and we have retained it long after "John Bull" ceased to be typical of the breed physically. It became a caricature, but we have only ourselves to blame if foreign artists caricatured our own caricature. The process of the mutual discovery of France and England has moved far since the 'sixties, and has reached its climax (on the French side) inLes Silences du Colonel Bramble, by our good friend M. André Maurois—a work recentlydescribed by Mr. H. A. L. Fisher as "the best psychological study of the English character ever written by a foreigner."

Two ladies driving a carriageBrougham Drives Up—Two Ladies in Toxophilite Costume on the Box, One Driving—Pair of Top-booted Legs Sticking Out of Window.Driving Lady(loq.): "Oh, Frank, dear, only fancy, George has got so tipsy at the Archery Meeting, that we've been obliged to put him inside, and drive home ourselves—and poor Clara has pinched her fingers dreadfully putting on the drag, coming down Blunsden Hill!"

Brougham Drives Up—Two Ladies in Toxophilite Costume on the Box, One Driving—Pair of Top-booted Legs Sticking Out of Window.

Driving Lady(loq.): "Oh, Frank, dear, only fancy, George has got so tipsy at the Archery Meeting, that we've been obliged to put him inside, and drive home ourselves—and poor Clara has pinched her fingers dreadfully putting on the drag, coming down Blunsden Hill!"

The social history of any period may be studied in its lions, and, if the truth be told, in 1861 Du Chaillu and the Gorilla loom larger than Darwin in the pages ofPunch, though theOrigin of Speciesis described as "a book of much worth."Punchwas not much interested in the theological controversy involved, though he naturally made play later on with Disraeli's famous "Apes and Angels" speech at Oxford. Disraeli was dubbed the new "Angelical Doctor," and in a famous cartoon is exhibited as dressing for an Oxfordbal masqué, with a contemptuous set of verses on his bewildering versatility, his impartial hostility to Tractarians and Broad Churchmen, winding up with the warning:—

Yet scarce the best mimes can from Nature escape,And what's simious to saintly brooks change ill;Have a care lest thou then should be most of the ape,When most bent on enacting the Angel.

Yet scarce the best mimes can from Nature escape,

And what's simious to saintly brooks change ill;

Have a care lest thou then should be most of the ape,

When most bent on enacting the Angel.

Another and earlier poem is mainly concerned with the lively disputes that broke out between Huxley and Owen and between rival geologists. Du Chaillu's claims were hotly contested; his book was treated by some critics as a collection of traveller's tales, and his meridional exuberance of manner and diction inspired scepticism among some cautious scientists. ButPunchespoused his cause—attracted, no doubt, by his championship of Livingstone—promoted the gorilla to the rank of the "Lion of the Season" in May, 1861, and in due course of time Du Chaillu's veracity was substantially confirmed by later explorers.

CartoonDRESSING FOR AN OXFORDBAL MASQUÉ"The question is, Is man an ape or an angel? (A laugh.) Now, I am on the side of the angels." (Cheers.)—Mr. Disraeli'sOxford Speech, Nov. 25, 1864.

DRESSING FOR AN OXFORDBAL MASQUÉ

"The question is, Is man an ape or an angel? (A laugh.) Now, I am on the side of the angels." (Cheers.)—

Mr. Disraeli'sOxford Speech, Nov. 25, 1864.

There were lionesses as well as lions in the 'sixties, and the year 1864 was marked by a new and momentous apparition—that of the American woman of fashion. Hitherto America had sent us only social and dress reformers, but the arrival of the "elegant and fascinating American young lady" was an event which did not escape the vigilance ofPunch. The War was still raging, and, as we know, he regarded the antagonists with almost equal disfavour; but towards these fair NewYorkers he bore no hostility, and no fewer than three pictures, all by Leech, do justice to their charm while the legends emphasize the "pretty little Americanisms" of their speech. It is a welcome change from the consistent disparagement of their brothers and fathers from Lincoln downwards. But the great lion of 1864 was Garibaldi, who was given the freedom of the City of London and greeted everywhere with the enthusiasm which he deserved. It was this visit that gave rise to one of Palmerston's characteristic sayings. Someone suggested that they ought to find Garibaldi an English wife, and someone else observed that he had already got an Italian one, whereupon Pam cheerfully remarked, "O that doesn't matter. We'll get Gladstone to explain her away."

Mr Punch with Garibaldi"THIS IS THE NOBLEST ROMAN OF THEM ALL!"

"THIS IS THE NOBLEST ROMAN OF THEM ALL!"

Man asking lady to danceANOTHER PRETTY LITTLE AMERICANISMEnglishman(to fair New Yorker): "May I have the pleasure of dancing with you?"Darling: "I guess you may—for I calc'late that if I sit much longer here,I shall be taking root!"

ANOTHER PRETTY LITTLE AMERICANISM

Englishman(to fair New Yorker): "May I have the pleasure of dancing with you?"

Darling: "I guess you may—for I calc'late that if I sit much longer here,I shall be taking root!"

Baker and Stanley

Sir Samuel Baker, who returned from his adventurous and fruitful explorations in Central Africa in October, 1865, with his heroic wife and companion of his travels, was the heroof that year, and the lion of the winter of 1873, after his successful but arduous campaign against the slave-traders of the Equatorial Nile basin. In 1866, after Baker was knighted,Punchprinted a poem of congratulation to the heroic pair, winding up with the lines:—

Three cheers for the Knight and the Lady so brave,If Echo's asleep let us lustily wake her;For none are more worthy of shout and of stave,Than the Two who ennoble the old name of Baker.

Three cheers for the Knight and the Lady so brave,

If Echo's asleep let us lustily wake her;

For none are more worthy of shout and of stave,

Than the Two who ennoble the old name of Baker.

Stanley, whose historic "Dr. Livingstone, I presume?" when he found the great missionary-explorer at Ujiji, had been duly chronicled byPunchin July, 1872, found himself famous on his arrival in London later in the year. He was,however, a somewhat intractable lion, and the criticisms of the geographical pundits caused him to roar in a rather formidable fashion. Still he received many gratifying proofs of recognition for his great services. He was entertained at Dunrobin Castle by the Duke of Sutherland; his book and lectures brought him in a handsome sum; and the Queen sent him a gold snuffbox set with brilliants.

The Shah-in-Shah

The last of the lions of this period was the Shah. The lion-hunting of Royalties was always offensive toPunch; it is frequently castigated throughout this period, and here it reached a pitch which moved "the Democritus of Fleet Street" to explosions of sardonic and mirthless laughter. There is true satire in the bitter lines headed, "The Shah's Impressions," in the issue of July 12, 1873:—

Yes! Shah-in-Shah in truth I must beOr why this fuss of the Feringhee?[15]Why all these hosts my steps that crowd,With bows so low and cheers so loud?If the Inglees Queen, so great among princesAll this respect for me evinces;If the Tsarevitch, when I appearFalls flat as the flattest of bitter beer;If all these Wuzeers[16]and Aghas, and Khans,For me spend their time and their tomauns[17];Their parks and their palaces lay at my feet,Muster for me their army and fleetAnd their miles upon miles of merchant ships;If without their ferashes[18]and their whips,Manchester gathers and Liverpool runs,With voices of men and thunder of guns,To the light of the face of the Shah-in-Shah,As unto the amber is drawn the straw;All this is proof in more than words,I am King of Kings and Lord of Lords!They told me in leaving Teheran,Danger of eating dirt I ran,—That out of the realms of the Shah-in-ShahI should find rulers called Light and Law.May the graves of their mothers be defiledThat fain with such bosh had their Shah beguiled!For the more of these Feringhee Kaffirs[19]I've known,The whiter to me my face has grown.I've seen the land calls the Russki lord,And there the rulers are Stick and Sword;To the land of the Prusski when I came,The tongue was changed, but the rule the same:The stars on the coats may be sown more thick,But the Prusski's Shah-in-Shah is Stick!And here in the land of the IngleesThey live and move but the Shah to please.If my diamonds are as the sun in the skies,What is the brightness of my eyes?As in this land there is no sun,They make a daylight instead of one.The Queen from her palace for me retiresTo Teheran binding it with wires.Here's Sutherland Beg[20]makes his palace mine,And all but bids skies for me to shine.At the Crystal Palace, Effendi GroveWith the rain itself for my pleasure strove,And out of the water brought the fireTo compass the Shah-in-Shah's desire.In a wonderful land of wax I've been,Andhourisfairer than Heaven I've seen;To the Inglees Bank a visit I've paidWhere Reuter's gold for me is laid;And all that have seen me, and all I have seen,As dust in the path of the Shah hath been,And instead of eating dirt, I seeBut Kaffirs eating dirt to me.

Yes! Shah-in-Shah in truth I must be

Or why this fuss of the Feringhee?[15]

Why all these hosts my steps that crowd,

With bows so low and cheers so loud?

If the Inglees Queen, so great among princes

All this respect for me evinces;

If the Tsarevitch, when I appear

Falls flat as the flattest of bitter beer;

If all these Wuzeers[16]and Aghas, and Khans,

For me spend their time and their tomauns[17];

Their parks and their palaces lay at my feet,

Muster for me their army and fleet

And their miles upon miles of merchant ships;

If without their ferashes[18]and their whips,

Manchester gathers and Liverpool runs,

With voices of men and thunder of guns,

To the light of the face of the Shah-in-Shah,

As unto the amber is drawn the straw;

All this is proof in more than words,

I am King of Kings and Lord of Lords!

They told me in leaving Teheran,Danger of eating dirt I ran,—That out of the realms of the Shah-in-ShahI should find rulers called Light and Law.May the graves of their mothers be defiledThat fain with such bosh had their Shah beguiled!For the more of these Feringhee Kaffirs[19]I've known,The whiter to me my face has grown.I've seen the land calls the Russki lord,And there the rulers are Stick and Sword;To the land of the Prusski when I came,The tongue was changed, but the rule the same:The stars on the coats may be sown more thick,But the Prusski's Shah-in-Shah is Stick!And here in the land of the IngleesThey live and move but the Shah to please.If my diamonds are as the sun in the skies,What is the brightness of my eyes?As in this land there is no sun,They make a daylight instead of one.The Queen from her palace for me retiresTo Teheran binding it with wires.Here's Sutherland Beg[20]makes his palace mine,And all but bids skies for me to shine.At the Crystal Palace, Effendi GroveWith the rain itself for my pleasure strove,And out of the water brought the fireTo compass the Shah-in-Shah's desire.In a wonderful land of wax I've been,Andhourisfairer than Heaven I've seen;To the Inglees Bank a visit I've paidWhere Reuter's gold for me is laid;And all that have seen me, and all I have seen,As dust in the path of the Shah hath been,And instead of eating dirt, I seeBut Kaffirs eating dirt to me.

They told me in leaving Teheran,

Danger of eating dirt I ran,—

That out of the realms of the Shah-in-Shah

I should find rulers called Light and Law.

May the graves of their mothers be defiled

That fain with such bosh had their Shah beguiled!

For the more of these Feringhee Kaffirs[19]I've known,

The whiter to me my face has grown.

I've seen the land calls the Russki lord,

And there the rulers are Stick and Sword;

To the land of the Prusski when I came,

The tongue was changed, but the rule the same:

The stars on the coats may be sown more thick,

But the Prusski's Shah-in-Shah is Stick!

And here in the land of the Inglees

They live and move but the Shah to please.

If my diamonds are as the sun in the skies,

What is the brightness of my eyes?

As in this land there is no sun,

They make a daylight instead of one.

The Queen from her palace for me retires

To Teheran binding it with wires.

Here's Sutherland Beg[20]makes his palace mine,

And all but bids skies for me to shine.

At the Crystal Palace, Effendi Grove

With the rain itself for my pleasure strove,

And out of the water brought the fire

To compass the Shah-in-Shah's desire.

In a wonderful land of wax I've been,

Andhourisfairer than Heaven I've seen;

To the Inglees Bank a visit I've paid

Where Reuter's gold for me is laid;

And all that have seen me, and all I have seen,

As dust in the path of the Shah hath been,

And instead of eating dirt, I see

But Kaffirs eating dirt to me.

We need not be surprised, after reading this scathing poem, to find that, when the Shah left our shores,Punchhad no difficulty in enduring his bereavement with fortitude. The net result, so far as the million were concerned, was the addition of "Have you seen the Shah?" to the catchwords of the hour.

In the eternal competition between London and the provinces,centralization and local autonomy, it was hardly to be expected thatPunch, in his jealousy for London, should adopt a judicial or impartial attitude. In earlier years he had protested vigorously against Celtic egotism, when developed at the expense of English sobriety, and the growth of the movement in favour of the vernacular in Wales and the spread of Eisteddfods provoked him to contemptuous antagonism. In the "Essence of Parliament" for May 5, 1862, this hostility is sufficiently outspoken:—

In the course of the debate on Education, the Honourable Douglas Pennant, a Conservative, and member for Carnarvonshire, had the courage to say, that he believed the Welsh language to be the curse of Wales, being the great obstacle to improvement. Of course it is, but while a pack of sentimentalists keep up a twitter about it, and offer prizes for Welsh Odes and such-like Gorilla utterances, how is the fatal jargon to be exterminated? Here's a health to Edward the First, though we are sorry to say that historians now disbelieve that he did spiflicate highborn Hoel, soft Llewellyn, Modred, who made Plinlimmon shudder with his dissonant ballads, and the rest of the Welsh Bards—whose only merit was their having afforded T.G. [Thomas Gray] the subject for an ode that will outlast Snowdon.

The report of the Eisteddfod, held at Bala in the autumn, given in theOswestry Observer, serves as the occasion for a truly ferocious attack on the disloyal "caterwauling" of the Chapel Bards. In particularPunchis exasperated by the fulminations of the Bard Castell, his appeal to his countrymen to "conquer or die," and his final challenge to the English tyrant:—

We scorn your ways, we can despise your terrors,Then take your chains, pray keep them for your errors.

We scorn your ways, we can despise your terrors,

Then take your chains, pray keep them for your errors.

Punch's Pet Aversions

For a whole columnPunchpours the vials of his abuse on the "humbug" and "bosh" of "Bardery." Some critics declare thatPunchkilled the crinoline, though he himself acknowledged his failure; he was certainly powerless to check the spread of Eisteddfodau and Pan-Celtitis, and he undoubtedly overshot the mark by the violence of his diatribes.

Pseudo-intellectualism and preciosity were a safer target, and towards the end of this period aestheticism in its earlier stages comes in for a certain amount of satirical notice.

Man talking to ladyREFINEMENTS OF MODERN SPEECHFemale Exquisite: "Quite a nice ball at Mrs. Millefleurs', wasn't it?"Male Ditto: "Veryquite. Indeed, reallymostquite!"

REFINEMENTS OF MODERN SPEECH

Female Exquisite: "Quite a nice ball at Mrs. Millefleurs', wasn't it?"

Male Ditto: "Veryquite. Indeed, reallymostquite!"

Punch'sreference to abusive personalities in the Press were no doubt justified, though (as we have seen in his comments on the Welsh Bards) they laid him open to the retort, "physician, heal thyself"; but his withers were unwrung when he assailed theSaturday Reviewin 1858 for its frigid pedantry; or protested against the maudlin, devotional tone and mock impressiveness of fashionable clergymen; or the vulgarcuriosity of snobs at bathing places. The futilities of garrison town life and the dangers which young ladies ran of being entrapped by seedy captains are exposed in the same year, to which also belongs a properly indignant remonstrance with the Lord Mayor of London for advising a thief to enlist in the army, a thoroughly characteristic example of the old middle-class prejudice against soldiers. The humours and trials of studio life play an increasing part in the pictorial side ofPunch; they were derived largely, no doubt, from the experiences of his own artists, but the multiplication of these references serves to show the growing social importance of the artist; and the same remark,mutatis mutandis, applies to amateur theatricals. The allusions to club life are fewer than in earlier years, and are mainly concerned with the Athenæum. It is amusing to find the ancient legend of the alleged unsociability of the Athenæum referred to as far back as 1858. The Almanack for that year contains the following: "Imaginary Conversation—Anybody speaking to anybody at the Athenæum." As for Victorian society generally, it would be hard to find a more instructive sidelight on its usages than that furnished byPunch'sprotest against "the Morning Call Nuisance":—

"Sir," said Dr. Johnson (or might have done so if he didn't), "the man who makes a morning call pays homage to a custom which the imbecile may bow to, but the sensible contemn." In the presence of his lady readersMr. Punchhas not the courage to confess that he applauds the dictum of the doctor. If it were not for the practice of making morning calls, ladies often would be puzzled to know what on earth to do; andMr. Punchwould not debar them from what is, after all, a harmless act of time-slaughter. But he protests with all his might against the notion which some ladies appear to entertain, that their husbands should attend them when they pay these morning visits. It is bad enough for husbands to be dragged to evening parties, but worse still is their suffering when they are cruelly compelled to make some morning call.

"What is always Going On"

Social abuses and grievances and disparities were not so flagrant as they had been twenty years before; stillPunch, though no iconoclast, found plenty of scope for his reformingzeal. Cremation was not pronounced a legal procedure until 1884, but Shirley Brooks was one of the original members of the English Cremation Society formed in January, 1874, as a result of Sir Henry Thompson's advocacy of a method which had been neglected in England since Sir Thomas Browne published hisHydriotaphia, or Urn Burialin 1658.

In the summer of 1872Punchprinted a list headed, "What is always going on." It is a reassuring proof of the stability of England that of the twenty-six entries exactly half, quoted beneath, are as topical to-day as they were fifty years ago:—

The weather.The Publicans.Strikes.Jobs.Ireland.An International Something or Other.A Big Subscription.An Inauguration.A Millenary, Centenary, Anniversary or Jubilee.A New Daily Paper.Another English Opera Company.The High Price of Provisions.The Albert Memorial.

The weather.

The Publicans.

Strikes.

Jobs.

Ireland.

An International Something or Other.

A Big Subscription.

An Inauguration.

A Millenary, Centenary, Anniversary or Jubilee.

A New Daily Paper.

Another English Opera Company.

The High Price of Provisions.

The Albert Memorial.

[14]See "Bant" inPassing English of the Victorian Era, by J. Redding Ware.

[15]Frank, European.

[16]Viziers, Ministers.

[17]Cash.

[18]Menials employed to apply the bastinado.

[19]Infidels, unbelievers.

[20]Chief or Lord.

In the report, printed in February, 1865, of an imaginary Meeting for Promoting the Education of the Rich, addressed by various artisans, tradesmen, an ex-footman, etc., we read that there was "a unanimous call for a vote of compliment toMr. Punchfor his indefatigable exertions to bring all classes into harmony." Self-praise is a dangerous game, and there were occasions, already noted, on which the verdict of posterity will not confirmPunch'scomplacency. Yet we have seen that along with his increasingly critical attitude towards the working-man he seldom failed to recognize the need of friendly personal relations between employers and employed; he regretted the fact that in many industrial areas the masters lived away from and out of touch with their men. But the local conditions of the great industries render social cleavage inevitable to a considerable extent; it is in the domain of unorganized labour, and in particular that of domestic service, that class distinctions lend themselves more freely to comment, criticism and satire. Nowhere else are master or mistress and man or woman brought so close together; the crowded life of fashionable society was once described as "friction without intimacy," and the phrase might well be applied to the relations between servants and their employers.

Mistresses and Servants

"Domestic Science" was still in its infancy—the name had not yet been coined—butPunchwas deeply interested in the training of girls of all classes in household duties. Throughout the mid-Victorian period he is seldom so serious or sympathetic as when the improvement of cookery is discussed.[21]In earlier years he had been eloquent on the subject of the underpaymentof certain classes of servants. These complaints practically disappear from 1857 onwards, though he does not fail to rebuke wealthy mistresses for the scandalously inadequate and insanitary accommodation which was habitually provided for servants in the lordliest mansions. Even the most pampered menials had to sleep in cupboards in the basements or in the attics. But the new note of independence in woman servants is often dwelt upon, and not always in a sympathetic spirit, while in 1861 their extravagance, destructiveness and distaste for needlework form the preface to a noteworthy pronouncement on "Servant-galismversusSchooling," which comes rather as a revelation to those who regard the unpopularity of domestic service as a modern development:—

With an ear to these complaints, and an eye to the instruction of girls in humble life, not merely in the knowledge of how to readand write, but in the useful arts of sewing, cookery, and housekeeping, which are no more learnt by instinct than anatomy or algebra, geography or Greek, a lady four years since established a training school at Norwich, where the object was, she tells us:"To give the opportunity for gaining a good education, with the addition of plain sewing, mending and cutting out; and also (what every mother was to understand on putting her girl to school) such practical acquaintance with cookery and housework, under my excellent housekeeper, that every girl might know how a house should be kept, and should acquire habits which would hereafter make all the difference between a tidy and happy home or the reverse."Group of women talking"LIKE HER IMPUDENCE!"Missis and the Young Ladies(together): "Goodness gracious, J'mima! What have you——Where'syour cr'n'lin?" (This word snappishly.)Jemima: "Oh, 'm, please, 'm, which I understood as they was a goin' out, 'm——"(Receives warning on the spot.)Man and woman talkingWHAT WILL BECOME OF THE SERVANT GALS?Charming Lady(showing her house to benevolent old gentleman): "That's where the housemaid sleeps."Benevolent Old Gentleman: "Dear me, you don't say so! Isn't it very damp? I see the water glistening on the walls."Charming Lady: "Oh, it's not too damp for a servant!"The Ignorant RichAfter a trial of four years, the lady is compelled to own her scheme a failure, solely because she found the girls too proud to do the housework, and the parents so absurd as to encourage their refusal. In a letter to theNorwich Mercury, she says:"I was not prepared to find the class of parents I had to do with would apparently accept the education, but make every excuseto evade the industrial work, or keep their daughters away when it was to be done, and threaten to remove them if the household duties were required of them. In corroboration of this latter fact, I may observe that twenty-three girls have been taken away from the school expressly because they would not do the housework. Whether in the present day girls are allowed to determine for themselves what they shall or shall not do, or whether their parents are too proud to recognize such industrial work as a duty belonging to their children, it is not for me to decide. I can only act on the result, and close my school. I repeat, I should willingly have continued the plan, had I not met with discouragement and opposition from the parents."

"To give the opportunity for gaining a good education, with the addition of plain sewing, mending and cutting out; and also (what every mother was to understand on putting her girl to school) such practical acquaintance with cookery and housework, under my excellent housekeeper, that every girl might know how a house should be kept, and should acquire habits which would hereafter make all the difference between a tidy and happy home or the reverse."

Group of women talking"LIKE HER IMPUDENCE!"Missis and the Young Ladies(together): "Goodness gracious, J'mima! What have you——Where'syour cr'n'lin?" (This word snappishly.)Jemima: "Oh, 'm, please, 'm, which I understood as they was a goin' out, 'm——"(Receives warning on the spot.)

"LIKE HER IMPUDENCE!"

Missis and the Young Ladies(together): "Goodness gracious, J'mima! What have you——Where'syour cr'n'lin?" (This word snappishly.)

Jemima: "Oh, 'm, please, 'm, which I understood as they was a goin' out, 'm——"

(Receives warning on the spot.)

Man and woman talkingWHAT WILL BECOME OF THE SERVANT GALS?Charming Lady(showing her house to benevolent old gentleman): "That's where the housemaid sleeps."Benevolent Old Gentleman: "Dear me, you don't say so! Isn't it very damp? I see the water glistening on the walls."Charming Lady: "Oh, it's not too damp for a servant!"

WHAT WILL BECOME OF THE SERVANT GALS?

Charming Lady(showing her house to benevolent old gentleman): "That's where the housemaid sleeps."

Benevolent Old Gentleman: "Dear me, you don't say so! Isn't it very damp? I see the water glistening on the walls."

Charming Lady: "Oh, it's not too damp for a servant!"

The Ignorant Rich

After a trial of four years, the lady is compelled to own her scheme a failure, solely because she found the girls too proud to do the housework, and the parents so absurd as to encourage their refusal. In a letter to theNorwich Mercury, she says:

"I was not prepared to find the class of parents I had to do with would apparently accept the education, but make every excuseto evade the industrial work, or keep their daughters away when it was to be done, and threaten to remove them if the household duties were required of them. In corroboration of this latter fact, I may observe that twenty-three girls have been taken away from the school expressly because they would not do the housework. Whether in the present day girls are allowed to determine for themselves what they shall or shall not do, or whether their parents are too proud to recognize such industrial work as a duty belonging to their children, it is not for me to decide. I can only act on the result, and close my school. I repeat, I should willingly have continued the plan, had I not met with discouragement and opposition from the parents."

But if the normal relations between mistresses and servants were becoming steadily worse,Punchwas far from acquitting employers. In October, 1864, the North London Working Classes Industrial Exhibition was opened—for the most part organized by working-men, though sundry rich philanthropists, including Miss Burdett-Coutts, had a hand in it. This promptedPunchto describe an imaginary "Industrial Exhibition of the Aristocracy," and to describe the fictitious meeting for the Education of the Rich already referred to. His report is for the most part burlesque, butPunchputs into the mouths of the speakers a good deal of shrewd satire at the expense of the folly and ignorance of rich people. "They were very ignorant, but that was the fault of their bringing up." The ex-footman, now a small-coal man, thought well of them, but they had many faults:—

They had no regard for truth, and would order a servant to deny that they were in the house when they did not wish to see a visitor. Their indolence was frightful; they would lie in bed until twelve in the day. (Sensation.) It was true, he assured the meeting; and a lady at one end of the room would ring a bell and bring a man up several flights of stairs to fetch her a book that lay on a table out of her reach. Still, they were very kind when they knew how to do any kindness, but so few of them took the trouble to know. As a practical man, he must say that he did not think that missionaries from their own class would be favourably received in the houses of the rich. He would mention another thing, showing the folly of the upper orders. On a freezing night, a delicate woman would change her warm dress for a very light one, put on shoes no thicker than ribbons instead of her comfortable boots, and withnothing on her head, shoulders or arms, would go out and sit in all the draughts of a playhouse, or stand on the landing of a staircase, with the wind constantly rushing up from the street door. What could one do with creatures so hopelessly plunged in folly? (Sensation.)

Other speakers dwell on the lamentable ignorance of plumbing, mechanics and anatomy (from the point of view of the butcher).Punchmight have quoted the authentic story of a very clever lady in this period who imagined that a hydraulic ram was an animal.

Another ground for legitimate complaint on whichPunchfrequently insisted was the attempt to introduce dogma into the sphere of domestic service, as, for example, when a "Christian gentleman" advertised for a lady housekeeper of "decided piety" to keep his house, without any salary, in return for a comfortable home.Punchdid not believe in religiosity of this character any more than he could stand the snobbery which relegated servants to the gallery or the inferior seats in church. When a Bill was introduced in the summer of 1871 for abolishing the pew system, he quoted the following speeches from the debate on the second reading:—

Mr. Beresford Hope told this story:"He remembered having many years ago to seek a church where his household could worship. He went to the individual who let the pews in a chapel of ease near his residence, and he said he wished to take a pew. The man produced a plan, and he selected the one nearest the pulpit and the reading-desk. But, unluckily, he dropped the observation that the pew was for his servants, whereupon the man said, 'You don't mean that you are taking the pew for your livery servants.' On his saying, 'Yes, I am,' he received the reply, 'Then I cannot let it you, for if livery servants were to come to the pew, all the ladies and gentlemen in the neighbouring pews would cease to attend.'" (Hear, hear, and laughter.)Mr. Henley "did not believe that the humbler classes themselves desired to see the parish churches managed in such a way as to allow the costermonger a seat beside that of a duchess. It reminded him of the couplet which says that:'Something the Devil delights to seeIs the pride that apes humility.'"

Mr. Beresford Hope told this story:

"He remembered having many years ago to seek a church where his household could worship. He went to the individual who let the pews in a chapel of ease near his residence, and he said he wished to take a pew. The man produced a plan, and he selected the one nearest the pulpit and the reading-desk. But, unluckily, he dropped the observation that the pew was for his servants, whereupon the man said, 'You don't mean that you are taking the pew for your livery servants.' On his saying, 'Yes, I am,' he received the reply, 'Then I cannot let it you, for if livery servants were to come to the pew, all the ladies and gentlemen in the neighbouring pews would cease to attend.'" (Hear, hear, and laughter.)

Mr. Henley "did not believe that the humbler classes themselves desired to see the parish churches managed in such a way as to allow the costermonger a seat beside that of a duchess. It reminded him of the couplet which says that:

'Something the Devil delights to seeIs the pride that apes humility.'"

'Something the Devil delights to see

Is the pride that apes humility.'"

Lady in horse drawn carriageWHAT NEXT, INDEED!Grateful Recipient: "Bless you, my lady! May we meet in Heaven!"Haughty Donor: "Good gracious!! Drive on, Jarvis!!!"(She had evidently read Dr. Johnson, who "didn't want to meet certain peopleanywhere.")

WHAT NEXT, INDEED!

Grateful Recipient: "Bless you, my lady! May we meet in Heaven!"

Haughty Donor: "Good gracious!! Drive on, Jarvis!!!"

(She had evidently read Dr. Johnson, who "didn't want to meet certain peopleanywhere.")

Religious Snobbery

What Punch thought of this fashionable Christianity may be learned from his truly admirable comments on the protest of a lady's maid in a provincial paper:—

Here is a letter which might very well have passed muster in the (original)Spectator. It is, however, addressed to the Editor of theHampshire Independent, in which journal it appeared the other day under the title, "Is the Church Free?" The Church therein particularly referred to is the old parish church of Millbrook, near Southampton:—"Sir,—I saw lately in your paper a very pleasing paragraph, asking for free and open sittings in Parish Churches. Now, as the Bishop is coming amongst us, will you kindly insert this letter, that he may know how proper it would be at Millbrook, where the rich people, who are objecting to a new church nearer to the poor, won't let a servant of any station sit in the body of the church, and we are sent upstairs, if the masters or mistresses are agreeable or not.We don't blame Mr. Blunt, and we hope the Bishop will ask him about it, and order free pews in the new church.—I am, Sir, etc.,"August 17, 1871.A Lady's Maid."Well said, Mary. Your rich people at Millbrook, some of them, apparently need to be told that at Service in Church everyone is a Servant, and all Servants are equal. Perhaps, however, those rich exclusives attend Church for the same kind of reason as that which makes them go to County Balls, if they can, or would make them if they could. If their church-going is merely an airing of their respectability, it is needless to remind them that a Church is a place where the Presence they are supposed to enter is no respecter of persons. The Bishop of Winchester will doubtless, if possible, not disappoint Mary's hope that he will order free pews, or seats, to be provided in the new Church at Millbrook. In old Millbrook Church, by Mary's account, existing accommodation would be improved on principle by another arrangement. The sittings could be divided into First, Second, and Third-Class Pews.

"Sir,—I saw lately in your paper a very pleasing paragraph, asking for free and open sittings in Parish Churches. Now, as the Bishop is coming amongst us, will you kindly insert this letter, that he may know how proper it would be at Millbrook, where the rich people, who are objecting to a new church nearer to the poor, won't let a servant of any station sit in the body of the church, and we are sent upstairs, if the masters or mistresses are agreeable or not.

We don't blame Mr. Blunt, and we hope the Bishop will ask him about it, and order free pews in the new church.—I am, Sir, etc.,

"August 17, 1871.

A Lady's Maid."

Well said, Mary. Your rich people at Millbrook, some of them, apparently need to be told that at Service in Church everyone is a Servant, and all Servants are equal. Perhaps, however, those rich exclusives attend Church for the same kind of reason as that which makes them go to County Balls, if they can, or would make them if they could. If their church-going is merely an airing of their respectability, it is needless to remind them that a Church is a place where the Presence they are supposed to enter is no respecter of persons. The Bishop of Winchester will doubtless, if possible, not disappoint Mary's hope that he will order free pews, or seats, to be provided in the new Church at Millbrook. In old Millbrook Church, by Mary's account, existing accommodation would be improved on principle by another arrangement. The sittings could be divided into First, Second, and Third-Class Pews.

Class patronage was always obnoxious toPunch, but he was quite ready to admit that the difficulty of getting good servants arose from the impossibility, in most cases, of the lady of the house adapting herself to the peculiar disposition of each one of her domestics. The accompanying advertisement—a remarkably modern achievement for 1865—sounded the note of independence too boldly to suit so moderate a reformer:—

"Domestic Servant.—A Person about Twenty, with excellent character, wishes a Situation where not restricted in becoming dress nor services rendered unnecessarily menial. She would prefer a small Country Family Situation, away from the noise and hurry of Birmingham. Should her mistress prove quiet and amiable, a suitable, respectable, permanent servant would inevitably be secured. Lowest wages accepted, ten guineas."The Young Lady's grammar, in "wishing a situation," is somewhat arbitrary, but it is enough for her purpose that the reader should know what she means. The restriction in becoming dress probably alludes to the tyranny of a mistress who objected to her china ornaments being knocked down by Betty and housemaid's extensive crinoline. "Services rendered unnecessarily menial" conveys the idea of the wearer of a crinoline being obliged to clean the doorsteps, the attitude necessitated by the nature of this operation being one of supplication so humble, and prostration so abject, as would never be adopted by any wearer of the steel hoops who "couldsee herself as others see her." The Young Lady would perhaps like to take her quiet tea and beauty sleep in the drawing-room, about four o'clock of an afternoon, talk over family matters with her quiet and amiable mistress, or skim her a few pages of theCourt Circular. We sincerely trust that the advertiser has obtained the situation she deserves.

The Young Lady's grammar, in "wishing a situation," is somewhat arbitrary, but it is enough for her purpose that the reader should know what she means. The restriction in becoming dress probably alludes to the tyranny of a mistress who objected to her china ornaments being knocked down by Betty and housemaid's extensive crinoline. "Services rendered unnecessarily menial" conveys the idea of the wearer of a crinoline being obliged to clean the doorsteps, the attitude necessitated by the nature of this operation being one of supplication so humble, and prostration so abject, as would never be adopted by any wearer of the steel hoops who "couldsee herself as others see her." The Young Lady would perhaps like to take her quiet tea and beauty sleep in the drawing-room, about four o'clock of an afternoon, talk over family matters with her quiet and amiable mistress, or skim her a few pages of theCourt Circular. We sincerely trust that the advertiser has obtained the situation she deserves.

Child holding dog, talking to her mother."TRAIN UP A CHILD," &c."Mamma, don't you think Pug ought to be vaccinated?""What nonsense, dear! They only vaccinate human beings!""Why, Lady Fakeaway's had all herservantsvaccinated, Mamma!"

"TRAIN UP A CHILD," &c.

"Mamma, don't you think Pug ought to be vaccinated?"

"What nonsense, dear! They only vaccinate human beings!"

"Why, Lady Fakeaway's had all herservantsvaccinated, Mamma!"

Fashions in Christian Names

It was in the same spirit that a few years earlier a protest had been raised against the fashion of decorative names amongst the poorer classes:—

Our laundress's infants have no great charms,Yet they have a Eugénie in arms;While Victor Albert swings on a gate,And munches his bacon in village state.'Twould be hard to say there is any blame,There is no monopoly in a name;But it strikes one sometimes as rather absurdThat contrast between the child and the word.And what will it be when years have flownAnd these finely-named damsels are women grown?When Evelyn Ada must polish the gratesWhile Edith Amelia is washing the plates.

Our laundress's infants have no great charms,Yet they have a Eugénie in arms;While Victor Albert swings on a gate,And munches his bacon in village state.

Our laundress's infants have no great charms,

Yet they have a Eugénie in arms;

While Victor Albert swings on a gate,

And munches his bacon in village state.

'Twould be hard to say there is any blame,There is no monopoly in a name;But it strikes one sometimes as rather absurdThat contrast between the child and the word.

'Twould be hard to say there is any blame,

There is no monopoly in a name;

But it strikes one sometimes as rather absurd

That contrast between the child and the word.

And what will it be when years have flownAnd these finely-named damsels are women grown?When Evelyn Ada must polish the gratesWhile Edith Amelia is washing the plates.

And what will it be when years have flown

And these finely-named damsels are women grown?

When Evelyn Ada must polish the grates

While Edith Amelia is washing the plates.

Elegant gentlemanAN AUTHORITYNurse: "And to-day was little Cissy's birthday; and Sir John, he gave her a coral necklace; and Milady, she gave her a boo'ful blue frock; and as for Mr. James, he took more notice of her nor anybody did, and gave her a sweet kiss! Heigho! Who wouldn't be little Cissy?"N.B. Sir John is Cissy's godpapa, and Milady her godmamma, and as for Mr. James, why——This is Mr. James!

AN AUTHORITY

Nurse: "And to-day was little Cissy's birthday; and Sir John, he gave her a coral necklace; and Milady, she gave her a boo'ful blue frock; and as for Mr. James, he took more notice of her nor anybody did, and gave her a sweet kiss! Heigho! Who wouldn't be little Cissy?"

N.B. Sir John is Cissy's godpapa, and Milady her godmamma, and as for Mr. James, why——

This is Mr. James!

It has been reserved for a later generation to witness the appropriation of the homely names Joan, Betty, Susan, etc., by the socialélite, while Gladys, Doris, and so forth, have become common form amongst the daughters of Labour.

The Victorian Governess

The month of April, 1872, was marked by two notable meetings of domestic servants, one at Dundee and one at Leamington, at both of which the forming of a trade union was unanimously decided on. At Dundeedux femina facti; and Punch celebrated the event in a set of verses in which the revolt of the "Leamington Flunkeys" is attributed to the alluring example of the housemaids of "Bonny Dundee." The curious will find in theAnnual Registerfor 1872 an account of the Dundee meeting. It had a disastrous sequel in the breakdown of one of themaids who had taken a prominent part in the agitation.Punchcomments unchivalrously on the fuss which was made in the local Press over "the hysterics of an ex-servant maid." Modern readers will marvel at the moderation of most of the demands in regard to hours, privileges, etc., put forward at Dundee; but the fact that butlers and footmen had followed suit destroyed any sympathy thatPunchmight have felt for the movement. The flunkey, as depicted by Du Maurier, is more elegant and refined-looking than the Jeames of Leech, but he continues to be treated with the same implacable ridicule. "Servant-galism" is another matter, and it stands more and more for a claim to consideration whichPunch, in his more serious moments, cannot wholly withstand. As against pictures of the "what next, indeed!" type, in which excessive demands are treated with a mild resentment, we have to setPunch'schampionship of the right to be decently housed, and his reproof of an advertiser who asked for a servant who could neither read nor write.

The gibbeting of employers who offered governesses starvation wages continues, but the entries are far less numerous than in the 'fifties. Still, the evil was not wholly removed. In 1867Punchexpressed surprise that among the many strikes lately witnessed there had not been one of governesses. As a rule, he observes, they are extremely overworked and underpaid, and have really far more cause for striking than the tailors:—

Still, there seems but little prospect of our seeing them on strike while we find them putting forward such advertisements as this:—"A Single Lady, aged 36, with a limited income, offers £20 per annum and two hours' daily instruction to one or two Children in English and the rudiments of music and French, in return for her Board."We have often known a Governess content with a small salary, but it is a novelty to hear of one content with less than nothing, and even offering to pay a yearly premium for her place. An income which is limited may fail to satisfy the cravings of an appetite which is not; still, unless this single lady be uncommonly voracious, she need scarcely, one would fancy, offer £20 a year, and two hours' teaching daily merely for her board.

Still, there seems but little prospect of our seeing them on strike while we find them putting forward such advertisements as this:—

"A Single Lady, aged 36, with a limited income, offers £20 per annum and two hours' daily instruction to one or two Children in English and the rudiments of music and French, in return for her Board."

We have often known a Governess content with a small salary, but it is a novelty to hear of one content with less than nothing, and even offering to pay a yearly premium for her place. An income which is limited may fail to satisfy the cravings of an appetite which is not; still, unless this single lady be uncommonly voracious, she need scarcely, one would fancy, offer £20 a year, and two hours' teaching daily merely for her board.

The treatment of governesses was one of the blots on the Victorian age. They lived in what might be called No Woman's Land. Their status was semi-menial; their salaries were often much lower than those of cooks; they seldom emerged from the schoolroom; they had little encouragement to be efficient; if they were young and pretty they were frowned upon as potential adventuresses; if they were elderly and ill-favoured they were negligible and neglected. The very term "governess" carried with it a certain hint of social disparagement; and they were for the most part the easy victims of snobbery. If proof be required one has only to turn to the novels of the period, in which very few examples will be found of governesses who succeeded in overleaping the barriers of caste and entering the realms of romance. Charlotte Brontë, the pioneer of the "emancipation novel," was perhaps the first to give the governess a chance in fiction. In fact there was not much improvement in the "governess-trade" on the condition described in Jane Austen'sEmmahalf a century earlier, when Jane Fairfax compared it to the slave-trade, "widely different certainly as to the guilt of those who carry it on; but as to the greater misery of the victims, I do not know where the difference lies." But then we must remember that class distinctions were then much more clearly drawn than they are to-day. It was not until 1870 that the gold tuft on the cap worn by noblemen at Oxford was discontinued. The dearth of army doctors, on whichPunchfrequently comments in 1864, was due in his opinion to the snobbery of a system which relegated the members of a noble profession to an inferior social status. It was in the same year, to his lasting credit, thatPunchespoused the cause of old ballet-girls, with a view to relieving the necessities of worn-out columbines, fairies and sylphs. He was doubtful of the result of his appeal simply because of the self-protective prudery of polite society:—

I know that most rich people have far too much morality to think of doing anything for such people as poor ballet-girls, who are supposed to be descended from some of the Lost Tribes. Of course Polite Society can never be expected to take anything like an interest in persons of this sort. Still, although Polite Societymay not feel disposed to help to keep poor ballet-girls alive, I think Polite Society would not be altogether pleased were ballet-girls extinct.

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