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was not done before Slyme papered them; the finishing coat was put on
after the paper was hung. He noticed Slyme destroying the paper and,
guessing the reason, asked him how he could reconcile such conduct as
that with his profession of religion.
Slyme replied that the fact that he was a Christian did not imply that
he never did anything wrong: if he committed a sin, he was a Christian
all the same, and it would be forgiven him for the sake of the Blood.
As for this affair of the paper, it was a matter between himself and
God, and Owen had no right to set himself up as a Judge.
In addition to all this work, there were a number of funerals. Crass
and Slyme did very well out of it all, working all day whitewashing
or painting, and sometimes part of the night painting venetian blinds
or polishing coffins and taking them home, to say nothing of the
lifting in of the corpses and afterwards acting as bearers.
As time went on, the number of small jobs increased, and as the days
grew longer the men were allowed to put in a greater number of hours.
Most of the firms had some work, but there was never enough to keep
all the men in the town employed at the same time. It worked like
this: Every firm had a certain number of men who were regarded as the
regular hands. When there was any work to do, they got the preference
over strangers or outsiders. When things were busy, outsiders were
taken on temporarily. When the work fell off, these casual hands were
the first to be `stood still’. If it continued to fall off, the old
hands were also stood still in order of seniority, the older hands
being preferred to strangers - so long, of course, as they were not
old in the sense of being aged or inefficient.
This kind of thing usually continued all through the spring and
summer. In good years the men of all trades, carpenters, bricklayers,
plasterers, painters and so on, were able to keep almost regularly at
work, except in wet weather.
The difference between a good and bad spring and summer is that in
good years it is sometimes possible to make a little overtime, and the
periods of unemployment are shorter and less frequent than in bad
years. It is rare even in good years for one of the casual hands to
be employed by one firm for more than one, two or three months without
a break. It is usual for them to put in a month with one firm, then a
fortnight with another, then perhaps six weeks somewhere else, and
often between there are two or three days or even weeks of enforced
idleness. This sort of thing goes on all through spring, summer and
autumn.
The Easter Offering. The Beano Meeting
By the beginning of April, Rushton & Co. were again working nine hours
a day, from seven in the morning till five-thirty at night, and after
Easter they started working full time from 6 A.M. till 5.30 P.M.,
eleven and a half hours - or, rather, ten hours, for they had to lose
half an hour at breakfast and an hour at dinner.
Just before Easter several of the men asked Hunter if they might be
allowed to work on Good Friday and Easter Monday, as, they said, they
had had enough holidays during the winter; they had no money to spare
for holidaymaking, and they did not wish to lose two days’ pay when
there was work to be done. Hunter told them that there was not
sufficient work in to justify him in doing as they requested: things
were getting very slack again, and Mr Rushton had decided to cease
work from Thursday night till Tuesday morning. They were thus
prevented from working on Good Friday, but it is true that not more
than one working man in fifty went to any religious service on that
day or on any other day during the Easter festival. On the contrary,
this festival was the occasion of much cursing and blaspheming on the
part of those whose penniless, poverty-stricken condition it helped to
aggravate by enforcing unprofitable idleness which they lacked the
means to enjoy.
During these holidays some of the men did little jobs on their own
account and others put in the whole time - including Good Friday and
Easter Sunday - gardening, digging and planting their plots of
allotment ground.
When Owen arrived home one evening during the week before Easter,
Frankie gave him an envelope which he had brought home from school.
It contained a printed leaflet:
CHURCH OF THE WHITED SEPULCHRE,
MUGSBOROUGH
Easter 19—
Dear Sir (or Madam),
In accordance with the usual custom we invite you to join with us in
presenting the Vicar, the Rev. Habbakuk Bosher, with an Easter
Offering, as a token of affection and regard.
Yours faithfully,
A. Cheeseman }
W. Taylor } Churchwardens
Mr Bosher’s income from various sources connected with the church was
over six hundred pounds a year, or about twelve pounds per week, but
as that sum was evidently insufficient, his admirers had adopted this
device for supplementing it. Frankie said all the boys had one of
these letters and were going to ask their fathers for some money to
give towards the Easter offering. Most of them expected to get
twopence.
As the boy had evidently set his heart on doing the same as the other
children, Owen gave him the twopence, and they afterwards learned that
the Easter Offering for that year was one hundred and twenty-seven
pounds, which was made up of the amounts collected from the
parishioners by the children, the district visitors and the verger,
the collection at a special Service, and donations from the
feeble-minded old females elsewhere referred to.
By the end of April nearly all the old hands were back at work, and
several casual hands had also been taken on, the Semidrunk being one
of the number. In addition to these, Misery had taken on a number of
what he called `lightweights’, men who were not really skilled
workmen, but had picked up sufficient knowledge of the simpler parts
of the trade to be able to get over it passably. These were paid
fivepence or fivepence-halfpenny, and were employed in preference to
those who had served their time, because the latter wanted more money
and therefore were only employed when absolutely necessary. Besides
the lightweights there were a few young fellows called improvers, who
were also employed because they were cheap.
Crass now acted as colourman, having been appointed possibly because
he knew absolutely nothing about the laws of colour. As most of the
work consisted of small jobs, all the paint and distemper was mixed up
at the shop and sent out ready for use to the various jobs.
Sawkins or some of the other lightweights generally carried the
heavier lots of colour or scaffolding, but the smaller lots of colour
or such things as a pair of steps or a painter’s plank were usually
sent by the boy, whose slender legs had become quite bowed since he
had been engaged helping the other philanthropists to make money for
Mr Rushton.
Crass’s work as colourman was simplified, to a certain extent, by the
great number of specially prepared paints and distempers in all
colours, supplied by the manufacturers ready for use. Most of these
new-fangled concoctions were regarded with an eye of suspicion and
dislike by the hands, and Philpot voiced the general opinion about
them one day during a dinner-hour discussion when he said they might
appear to be all right for a time, but they would probably not last,
because they was mostly made of kimicles.
One of these new-fashioned paints was called `Petrifying Liquid’, and
was used for first-coating decaying stone or plaster work. It was
also supposed to be used for thinning up a certain kind of patent
distemper, but when Misery found out that it was possible to thin the
latter with water, the use of `Petrifying Liquid’ for that purpose was
discontinued. This `Petrifying Liquid’ was a source of much merriment
to the hands. The name was applied to the tea that they made in
buckets on some of the jobs, and also to the four-ale that was
supplied by certain pubs.
One of the new inventions was regarded with a certain amount of
indignation by the hands: it was a white enamel, and they objected to
it for two reasons - one was because, as Philpot remarked, it dried so
quickly that you had to work like greased lightning; you had to be all
over the door directly you started it.
The other reason was that, because it dried so quickly, it was
necessary to keep closed the doors and windows of the room where it
was being used, and the smell was so awful that it brought on fits of
dizziness and sometimes vomiting. Needless to say, the fact that it
compelled those who used it to work quickly recommended the stuff to
Misery.
As for the smell, he did not care about that; be did not have to
inhale the fumes himself.
It was just about this time that Crass, after due consultation with
several of the others, including Philpot, Harlow, Bundy, Slyme, Easton
and the Semidrunk, decided to call a meeting of the hands for the
purpose of considering the advisability of holding the usual Beano
later on in the summer. The meeting was held in the carpenter’s shop
down at the yard one evening at six o’clock, which allowed time for
those interested to attend after leaving work.
The hands sat on the benches or carpenter’s stools, or reclined upon
heaps of shavings. On a pair of tressels in the centre of the
workshop stood a large oak coffin which Crass had just finished
polishing.
When all those who were expected to turn up had arrived, Payne, the
foreman carpenter - the man who made the coffins - was voted to the
chair on the proposition of Crass, seconded by Philpot, and then a
solemn silence ensued, which was broken at last by the chairman, who,
in a lengthy speech, explained the object of the meeting. Possibly
with a laudable desire that there should be no mistake about it, he
took the trouble to explain several times, going over the same ground
and repeating the same words over and over again, whilst the audience
waited in a deathlike and miserable silence for him to leave off.
Payne, however, did not appear to have any intention of leaving off,
for he continued, like a man in a trance, to repeat what he had said
before, seeming to be under the impression that he had to make a
separate explanation to each individual member of the audience. At
last the crowd could stand it no longer, and began to shout `Hear,
hear’ and to bang bits of wood and hammers on the floor and the
benches; and then, after a final repetition of the statement, that the
object of the meeting was to consider the advisability of holding an
outing, or beanfeast, the chairman collapsed on to a carpenter’s stool
and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Crass then reminded the meeting that the last year’s Beano had been an
unqualified success, and for his part he would be very sorry if they
did not have one this year. Last year they had four brakes, and they
went to Tubberton Village.
It was true that there was nothing much to see at Tubberton, but there
was one thing
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