HER MAJESTY'S PRINTERS.
There exists not far from the spot made classic by
the footsteps of Dr. Johnson, a great irregular black
block of building, reticulated in a mazy network of
close meshes, with blacker alleys and narrow lanes,
from which issue all day long, and every day, still
blacker streams of printer's ink. Like oak timber
that has seen service, the spot is eaten with the tor
redo chambers of age - perforations which riddle it
through and through, yet leave the heart of a
harder and closer texture than before. For it is a heart indeed: an old centre of civilization. Its narrow, tortuous veins and arteries are the channels of
light and life. At every pulsation, wisdom issues
her precepts, genius distributes her gifts, intellect
sends forth her fire, the comforts of religion flow.
Rash people who picture royal roads and rosy paths
to the seat of these blessings, learn the delusion they
have cherished. If the printing craft be ancient
enough to boast a tutelary saint, it is here he holds
his court.
By special courtesy, we have been led through
every devious way and curious cranny by the resident spirit, whose finger sways undisputed over the
busy denizens. One moment traversing an open-
air byway, the next we were diving down in nether
darkness amongst steam-engines and workshops.
Again, aloft, we alighted in large and airy rooms,
sacred to compositors, machinists, or pressmen;'frames', machines, or presses. Presto, and we grew
bewildered amongst a region of little rooms, and
closets, and prentice boys. Whether photographs of
the busy scenes will please our readers as much as
the original did us, be it yours to decide. We will,
with your gracious leave, take you a tour, and present you with both positive and negative pictures.
Join us in heart-the heart of the square of which
Fleet Street and Shoe Lane form two sides, and Fetter Lane a third. It matters not at what house
or
block of houses you announce yourself, for every one,
however far detached, has something or another to
do with Her Majesty's Printers. Maybe you know
the iron gate, with the royal arms gilt at top, which
you pass to reach the office where acts of parliament
and proclamations are retailed to liege subjects of
the queen.
Contiguous to this office, five hundred craftsmen,
aided by the power of steam, are ever engaged in
putting into a cheap and portable form the bulky
results of the six hundred and fifty at Westminster. Although parliamentary work is distributed amongst
several great printers, yet so great a share comes to
Messrs. Eyre and Spottiswoode, that they are known, par escellence, as Printers to the Queen. Senatorial
wisdom, heavy enough when dropped from the lip in
debate, feels still heavier when done up in reams,
and pressing the shoulders of some young canvas
jacket at this establishment.
If we may judge the merit of a constitution by the
bulkiness of its records, then assuredly one will be
convinced of the excellences of ours, by the mere computation of paper and type consumed every year. It
needs the economical working of an enormous business to admit of our laws being obtainable at a cheap
rate. This fact removes the appearance of an unfair
monopoly of the national work by one or two great
firms. Without an assurance of long-continued
patronage, no firm could undertake the vast and
special arrangements the work requires. Government, of course, takes a large supply of every act, or
bill, or blue book. As the Treasury, however, fixes the
price at which all papers are sold, we should be apt
to think that the largest customer might possibly become the worst. Private demand varies according
to the popularity of the subject. Local acts, which
interest but few, are charged a somewhat higher
price than others. Under any circumstances the sale
is barely remunerative.
We will make no critical survey of this department, but pass on to the more general work;
that of books and pamphlets. This is the office of
Messrs. Spottiswoode & Co. Having, under the
obliging auspices of the proprietor, ascended a wind
ing iron staircase, we enter a room where a little
hundred of compositors are amusing themselves. To
one unaccustomed to see them it is an interesting
sight. It is instructive to witness a large number
of men working together anywhere. Similarity of
movement is pleasing to the eye. So here, dipping
into their cases as rapidly as a fowl pecks up corn,
or Hullah's classes beat time, or we a while ago
played tit-tat-toe at school, they arrest our interest.
A ' chase' is pointed out to us, filled with pages
arranged so as to fall into their proper order when
printed. The type is fresh from the foundry in all
its silvery brightness. Pieces of metal or wood,
which the compositor teaches us to call furniture,'
are placed round, to fix the matter in its proper position. It has also been ' locked up,' to keep every
part tight. The ' form' is now properly ' imposed,'
and ready for the press below.
A short stay in the compositors' room of a great
printer has an interest peculiarly its own. We get a
glance at the manuscript, or at the ' revise' of some
of our greatest men. To tell the truth, many of
them express thoughts far more beautiful than is the
handwriting. One compositor heaped wholesale condemnation upon an eminent political writer of the
present time, whose patrician scrawl and utter regardlessness of the printer's labour are the abomination to every one into whose hands his
' copy' has
ever fallen. No outrageous manuscript was in the office just then, we were told, unless there might be
excepted some French writing, without stops or
accents, and just so legible that in English it would
be anathematised. Compositors will bear us out,
that it is too bad to rob a working man of his time,
which is his bread. Those writers who think it
plebeian to write so as to be easily read do so. It
stands to reason that a compositor, paid by the number of letters he sets, loses money by bad copy; and,
'
though,' as our informant at Spottiswoodes' says, '
we do get a little allowance sometimes, it is very
seldom, and never anything like what we lose by it.'
Outside the door of this room are the stores of type. Cases of letter ready for use are placed in
vertical ' racks,' ranged side by side, reaching from
the floor to the ceiling, extending round. a spacious
area, filling up several unimagined corners. Tons
upon tons of type are stowed away, but ready and
willing at the call of any of the caterers of the world's
enlightenment, to come forth and give wings to
thought.
Two or three ' forms' are going off to be stereotyped. It is advantageous to preserve the means of
extra impressions of a work likely to have a continuous sale-such, particularly as schoolbooks, which
go through. many editions without emendations or
revision. This purpose is gained by the thin stereo
type metal plates, which may be conveniently packed
away after use till wanted again, or multiplied in
number, and transmitted any distance. The manager
of this section of the works lets us into these secrets
while he produces a few of the new shining plates-
a whole form paged and arranged in one sheet, and
waiting its turn in the machine-room. Other pleasant technicalities he also expounds. The racks
contain every kind of letter and typographical sign
used in printed composition. Less than five minutes
makes us learned in the theory of ' spaces,' and '
hair spaces,' and 'leading', - names given to the
metal divisions between words and lines, and a
multitude of other terms, for which we now want to
look in the manual.
Typo measures his work in true professional style.
Instead of inches, it is how many ' pica m's.' His
payments, on the other hand, are computed by the
number of 'n's' of the type lie may be using that
would fill a page.
'
Then this is the kind of work you like best,' said
we, and pointed to a page or two set up, but having
about as many letters as the blank leaves in 'Tristram Shandy.'
'
Yes,' he returned; we call that 'fat'. It's a
sort of make-up for what we have to do at other
times. We don't get enough of it, or we should do
pretty well.'
If the same rule obtains in the typography of the '
returns' ordered by the House of Commons, the 'bills','acts,' and ' blue
books', there must be a
pretty good slice of ' fat.'
'You would like all writers to have plenty of
para
graphs, and all very short ones, eh?'
'
Yes,' the man laughed; but we can't get them
of our way of thinking.'
Typo says magazine work is very lean.
A heap of loose type, we are informed, is pie - a species of aliment which makes a Juvenile smack his
lips, but is the aversion of a compositor. Pie, in typography, is like 'squab' in
Devonshire, a mixture of everything in general, and nothing in particular. Printer's pie is composed of the ruins of a
'
form;' when perhaps the work was half accomplished, an unlucky accident has upset it, and
mingled the letters, and spaces, and leads. A heap
of pie is, on the whole, about as good a test of a
printer's temper as any one could desire. If anything could ruffle him, it is that. Well the
un
fortunate wright knows the Weary work he has before
him, to separate the pieces one by one. It were hard to say which is most difficult, to compose the
sheet again, or to compose himself.
Before the impression is struck off, very careful
revision takes place. First, the ' reader' marks all
mere ' literal' errors, and has them rectified. A '
proof' is then ' pulled' and sent to the writer, who,
if fastidious, as most are, alters, and re-alters and
lets remain as at first, what has cost so much pains
in putting together. Authors, if near when their
revise is at the 'correcting stone' would sometimes
hear worse than blessings invoked upon them for
their fastidity and indecision.
Low, monotonous humming and buzzing intimate
that we approach the ' reading-boys.' Begging one
to continue his duty, he proceeds to the following
effect:
'
Though a variety of opinions exist as to the
individual by whom the art of printing was discovered, yet all authorities concur in admitting
PETER SCHOEFFER (three taps on the desk) to
be the person who invented cast (one tap) metal (tap) types (tap), having learned the art of cutting
(one tap) the letters from the Guttembergs. He
is also supposed to have been the first who engraved
on copper plates.'
This going on in a rapid manner, with no attention to pause, and in the most grave monotony, is
very comical, the taps indicating italics, small
capitals or large, as the case may be. The only approach to a rest is the lengthening out of an occasional vowel when an illegible or a hard word is
coming, making a long 'the-eh' or a ' to-eh,' instead of ' the' or ' to.' For five minutes he buzzed
Greek. Half an hour would have helped us less to
interpret the strange sound, than the clandestine
peep we took at the paper itself. In particular
work, such as the Bible, when the pointing is important, commas and colons, and every other sign,
are read off with the text. The introduction of 'com.,' 'col.,' quote,' &c., every half-dozen words,
would be very edifying to an audience.
Leaving the ' sanctum' of the reader (who understands the boy better than we, for his corrections are
marked in the margin as fast as the boy can read),
we pass a number of rooms in which embryo typos
are learning their cr aft under the care of experienced
men. They are apprenticed as usual, for seven
years, and a considerable number of them are not,
as in most other offices, ' out-door' but ' in-door' apprentices. Kept thus under the constant eye of
the master, they grow up steady, intelligent, good
men, although at the sacrifice of that liberty youths
at times pine for, and which too often, with their less-cared-for comrades, leads to dissipation and
reckless irregularity. Out-door apprentices gene
rally are paid a proportion of their earnings. At
the Queen's Printers, being in-door, they receive
their maintenance, and are encouraged to work well
by a small bonus for pocket-rnoney, upon every
sovereign their work would amount to. The greater
portion of their time they can be intrusted only with
common work. Lengthened experience and cultivated tact alone make a good compositor.
The downward journey has located us at length in the midst of
' feeders,' and ' takers-off,' and 'machine-managers.' Presses and machines all
worked by steam power, fill another great room.
Moving round from the simplest to the most complicated, we are struck with the wonderful economy
of labour, and time, and space, brought about by improved machinery, all so requisite in a vast
establishment like this. Evidences abound, that the
progressive spirit of the age has visited this place as
all others. The simple machines are made to strike
off copies of two works, even of different sizes, at one
movement of the press. Gigantic cylinders, placed
opposite, are printing both sides of a large sheet at
once. No one can see without admiration the ingenious contrivances by means of which the great
cylindrical engines are fed with paper, and then perform every other part of their duty in the most
perfect manner without aid. Clutching the expanded sheets one after another, as fast as the
' imp'
can supply them, their greed is insatiable. Tapes
wind round the paper, carrying it over and under,
in and out, up and down, till the while surfaces present themselves to the
'taker-off,' both sides covered
with printed wisdom. Most intelligently does the
mechanism adjust itself, and perform its duty.
Two boys, and a man to look after them, are required at each machine. The boys are true
Londoners-rogues only happy when dabbling in
dirt. Some of them are as black as the gentleman
upon whom they are occasionally affiliated. To
muck themselves from head to foot with ink, though
quite needless, proves how hard they have been at
work. They are all dressed uniformly in linen suits,
some of which must provide poor old mothers at the
end of. the week work more troublesome than profitable. A few boys show a remarkable contrast to the
others; as if with an innate sense of neatness, they
keep white and clean in work that would make
sweeps of their comrades. Every boy saves a penny
a week for his jacket, and is supplied with a new one
twice a year.
Similar interest attaches to the machine-room as
to the work-room of the compositors. At one machine there is a new work on which no profane eye
has yet been permitted to look. Then the magazines and reviews for the forthcoming month or
quarter are assuming their proper form, and we may
in anticipation feast upon the literary repast in store
for us. Here a people's edition is promising a treat
speedily to many readers. At the next press,
Parliamentary papers are striking off a far less
delectable diet. We recognize as an old friend our
diamond edition of the Church Service. Bibles of
every variety are at other presses multiplying in
countless numbers.
There are two holes in each sheet that excite our
notice. We are informed that pins pierce the paper
when the first side is printed; these punctures
guide the lad in fixing the paper for the second side.
True register' is thus secured-a term which our
readers will comprehend, by observing how exactly
the letters on one page of a volume are placed upon
those back to back, on the other side of the leaf.
Printing has so greatly improved of late years, that,
unless these niceties are attended to, readers will
grant a book little indulgence.
One great space is cleared away, and strong woodwork and rafters are being placed to accommodate a
larger machine than any yet in the establishment.
Visitors to any of the great London works are impressed with like sights wherever they go. The
tendency of great places is still to grow. Messrs.
Spottiswoode take in house after house, and cover with bricks every vacant space they can seize.
Still the cry is, ' Room! room!' Vulcan roars and
hisses with the force of twelve horses, in some
Vesuvian abyss below. His grumblings are to be
attended to immediately; he has been promised a big brother of twice his powers, for society and a
helpmate.
Much of the collateral work is done on the
premises. Several engineers, lathemen, and other
artisans, are employed apart from the printers.
Repairs of machines, and even in good part the construction of the steam-engines, are under their
jurisdiction.
A great copper is parted off from the steam-
boilers, but yet sufficiently near to boil at the same
fire, to supply the men with water for breakfast and
tea. Men, generally speaking, appreciate a little,
hatter than they do great attention in this respect.
Whore dining-rooms and culinary appurtenances
have been prepared, they have been in a measure failures. Not improbably this arises from the sense
of delicacy which prevents men from parading their
humble dinners-a similar feeling to that which
prevents the poor women from using the new '
wash-houses,' choosing rather their own close room, and waste of fire and laundry
needfuls, to half
cleanse their poor habiliments. For the apprentices,
special arrangements are made, to which we shall
have to allude.
Despite the extraordinary encroachments of steam-
power, it has not yet entirely superseded the hand-
press. Wood-cuts, where there are many of them, are
still best printed by the last. Even the illustrations
of our ever-welcome friend, the ' Illustrated News,'
beautiful as they are from their vertical machine,
would be far more beautiful taken with the hand-
press. This could not be accomplished, for the
blocks themselves are, we believe, curved now to
suit the printing-machine. We bestow only a
glance, in passing, upon a dozen of these presses at
work in an ante-room. Wonders of the age years
ago, they are now immeasurably eclipsed by their
leviathan progeny.
Multifold as are the operations we witness, it
would be tiring to describe them all. The sheets
are printed wet; it is necessary to dry them afterwards. A room -well ventilated, and at the same
time heated, is slung with a thousand lines, over
which hang the sheets till they are dry enough for
pressing.' Hydraulic presses are used for this
purpose, being so simple in working, yet so powerful
in effect. Alternate sheets of mill-board and letter-
press are piled up in enormous columns, and submitted to pressure. After some hours they are flattened,
and have received a gloss, or cold glaze. The operation is called cold-pressing.
In preparing the paper for pressing, the same economy of labour is seen as before. Two things
are always done at once. One great column dwindles
down as a workman removes the pressed sheets, and
passes the boards towards his mate. Meanwhile
another column is rising under the hands of the
second man, whose duty consists in making literary
sandwiches with the same boards, and fresh sheets
from the drying-room.
There has been a cry lately of a scarcity of paper.
Demand is grown so vastly, that rags cannot be
procured to supply it. Those who fear a catastrophe
should visit the Queen's Printers'; they would come
away with a full belief that paper enough is stored
up in the warerooms there to supply the world for
ever. White, massive pillars of paper are the supports apparently to the ceiling. As an area for concealment, we would choose the spacious stowage-
room; it would have served the ' Bonnie Prince'
better than the Royal Oak. Like great vertical
shafts in a mine of rock-salt, the white pillars persuade us of their exhaustlessness. Yet it is the supply of only a few months!
Paper is not so good as formerly; really good
paper can hardily be obtained. Cotton is used in its
manufacture, in the scarcity of linen. As a consequence, the toughness and durability of the old paper
is not secured. Machine-made paper is not so good as
that made by hand. For writing purposes in government offices, hand-made paper is
still used. Paper for
printing is almost invariably machine-made, as is
also the general run of letter paper.
Now that the sheets have been struck off and
pressed, they only await a few incidental operations before they ate done up into books, stitched and bound,
and sent oil; some to their publishers, some to the retail
office, some back again to illuminate our Legislature.
Great heaps successively vanish through a wicket,
and are received on the other side by one who counts
them off, sixty to our six. We may meet with them
again by-and-by, in a small room, where a troop of
tiny gatherers are at work. They are gathering, at
the time we look in upon them, an edition of the
Book of Common Prayer.
Ranged round the sides of a small room are four
counters. Upon them are placed, in like-sized heaps,
the sheets of the book. Each pile contains sheets
distinguished by the letter which is seen at the
bottom of the page of a book. Space enough is left
in the middle of the room for half a dozen boys to
run round one after another in an endless chase. A
merry game of ' Catch who can' goes on. To prevent it being quite unprofitable, each boy catches up
the sheets in their proper order as lie passes rapidly
round, and deposits the whole book ready for folding and stitching in a pile with others, at the end of
each circuit. Quickly the sheets sink lower and
lower under their nimble hands and feet. Thousands
upon thousands of volumes they will make ready for the binder in the course of a single
day.
'
We ought to be very good people, with so many
Bibles printed for us,' we remarked to our obliging
conductor.
'
We ought,' is the reply; but it is grievous to
think what becomes of most of them.' Where one
does good, there are too many bartered away for frivolities, or even evil purposes. The number that find
their way to the pawnshop, especially of those given
away in charity, stands in array like a national
crime.
A 'collator' then receives the sheets properly
arranged. By constant practice he is able to detect
a wrong placement, or a double sheet, in hardly any
time, and with a jerk to eject it.
Description conveys but half a picture of Messrs. Spottiswoode's; there is a moral half. Bare enumeration of facts makes one feel that there is work
going on here more than surface deep. The photograph on the mind of the visitor is vivid, deep, and
pleasing. We have been impressed, throughout our
tour, with the quiet demeanour and orderliness, the
activity and diligence of every one engaged. They
work not with the hurry of eye-service, detecting the
approach of an employer, but with a steady attention
that persuades us of a habit.
The simple cause of all this is, that the proprietors
of the Queen's Printing Office are gentlemen who
feel deeply anxious for the welfare of the workers
under their care. There are nearly 1000 men in
all at work. In the general printing, 350; in the
government department, as we have said, 500; and
in an establishment a few miles out of the city, given
up entirely to Bibles and Testaments, about 100.
This little community is governed by a constitution
of so great a liberality, that it makes the chief
appear to have advanced even upon the many laws
they print. The study of our legislative papers has
peradventure enlightened their minds and enlarged
their hearts.
Messrs. Spottiswoode may be taken as a type-to
speak professionally-of a class of masters quite
modern in their regard for employés. They are examples of what was once very rare-eminent master-
men, who believe that their journeymen have thoughts
and feelings capable of cultivation, and independent
of their craft. Too few in their position are regardful
of those they employ beyond working out of them
what they can.
Here we may see in one part a little room, set-off to
contain a case of books for the use of the workmen
and boys. A librarian is appointed, and a system of
rules is carried out with regularity. The management is in the hands of the men themselves. Some
idea may be formed of the extent to which the advantages offered by the library are appreciated, from
the fact, that the present average number of books in
circulation is considerably above a hundred. The
great favourites are the weekly periodicals of the
best class. Our arts and manufactures are well represented. History and biography, poetry and travels,
have illustrations from the pens of the most eminent
men. The popularity of the scheme is remarkably
great considering that novels are not amongst the
books. Not that the managers are squeamish either.
A better selection of books it would be hard to find.
Every book is unobjectionable, although neither theology nor romance (and very properly) find a place.
The peculiar propriety of the mottoes on the catalogue is worth a note. The title-page quotes Seneca
very happily, that ' as the soil, however rich it may
be, cannot be productive without culture, so the
mind, without cultivation, can never produce good
fruit.' Over the leaf we are advised, to make the
same use of a book that a bee does of a flower-steal
sweets from it, but not injure it.' Such sentences
are books in themselves.
We enter afterwards a room arranged with forms
and desks, and various appurtenances that appertain
to a schoolroom.
All the boys under the age of fifteen employed in
the office of Messrs. Eyre and Spottiswoode, and
Spottiswoode & Co., are required to attend school;
Reading-boys' from 8 to 9 AM every morning
except Saturday - Machine and Warehouse boys on
two evenings each week from September to May -
from 7 to 8.30 P.M. The instruction is given by
the Chaplain, assisted by teachers out of the establishment. The attendance is compulsory, and a fine
of 1d. is exacted in case of absence; each boy, however, as a kind of incitement to punctuality and
attention, receives a ticket for each attendance;
exchangeable at the rate of four a penny, for books,
knives, &c. &c., according to his fancy. Prizes are
also given for especial proficiency. Examinations take place at stated intervals, which every boy who
wishes to be apprenticed must ' pass' before he can
be sent up ' to case'.
We learnt also that during the winter months,
Mr. W. Spottiswoode, and his brother and sisters,
devoted one evening in the week for holding advanced
classes for the apprentices and others who wished
for further instruction. Nor is music left out of the programme, for there is a choral society which meets
once a week, and finds no lack of members to keep
it up with considerable spirit.
We are pleased to find that they have in the
summer-time, instead of books, a run into the fields
to enjoy a game at cricket, or they solace themselves with boating. Clubs for both these recreations are established. A field is rented in the neighbourhood of Highgate for their first method of enjoyment, and many a right hearty and merry match
comes off. But how can they find time for these
things?' we hear asked, very naturally. It was the
inquiry that rose in our own mind. At the moment
of asking, we were in the sanctum sanctorum of the
proprietor, one of the private offices. Upon the
table were heaped bags and towers of silver coin.
A reply to the question came in its appropriate place.
On observing the cash, out conductor remarked, It
is Friday, to-day, I see; we pay the men on Friday
afternoon.'
'
How do you find that answer? I was told by the
chief of a firm the other day, that they had been
obliged to go back to the old Saturday night's payments ?'
The evidence of one in the position of the Queen's
Printer, and master over so many men is very valuable. It was, 'We find it work
admirably.'
'
Don't the men take advantage of the Saturday,
and make holiday: keeping St. Saturday instead of
St. Monday?'
No,' said Mr. Spottiswoode. When the plan
was first tried, it was announced that any man who
stayed away on Saturday would be discharged; but
that has been long ago forgotten; the men come
now as an established thing, and don't think of stopping away.
We have no doubt that such would be the invariable result of a fair trial of the plan. It is easy, by
regardlessness of the men, to let it become a greater
abuse than a Saturday payment. Wives, we doubt
not, have felt the blessing of the new plan. Their
partners, who could hardly be trusted with the prospect of a Sunday's leisure, dare not venture to break
bounds, with a Saturday's work in view. Homes
have been a comfort at the end of the week; which
once upon a time were the reverse. All the arrangements for the welfare of the employed must have a
powerful, unseen, good influence.
Where men are disposed to teach the young by
books, they will unconsciously be guarded also in
example. Where real earnestness for good is evinced
by employers, it must in the end be appreciated by
their men.
We are told, that during the summer the men are
given Saturday afternoon for their boating and
cricket. In winter, when they could not thus employ
themselves, they work on till four or five o'clock,
instead of leaving off at two. This example is now
beginning to be followed by the trade generally.
Winter amusements are more domesticated. Some
of the rooms give evidence even now of last Christmas gaities. They are ingeniously hung with garlands
of coloured paper, and with rosettes, the work of the
young people, who spend a deal of time and labour
upon them. Upon their schoolroom they had
lavished all their constructive and decorative skill.
It was, we are assured, a really beautiful sight.
During these festive times, one or two concerts
have been got up. Everything was done in good
style, we assure you, too. The library of Mr. Spottiswoode's private house, a fine large room, was used
for the hall of performance, programmes of words
printed off, and everything as it ought to be.
Orchestra and audience, both disposed to please,
found-the one, kind critics; the other, performers
in their, very best.
Since the great Volunteer Movement commenced
a corps has been formed, called the 2nd London, of which Mr. George Spottiswoode is Captain-commandant, originally consisting of men employed in the
offices, but now thrown open to all young men front
other offices whose time and income are limited.
We were told that Mr. Young, the secretary of the
Corps, would give us any information, if we called
at Head Quarters, No. 10 Little New Street, E.C.
It appeared that several local and financial advantages had already induced persons not in the employ
of the Messrs. Spottiswoode to swell its ranks, such
as the small cost of the really pretty uniform (accoutrements and all only costing
3l.), which could be
paid for by instalments, as also the central position
of the drill-ground in New Bridge Street, Blackfriars.
A drum and fife band we learnt were very strenuously practising, so that they might be able to accompany the corps when they marched out on Saturdays.
But the movement in these offices has by no means
ended with the men-for a number of the boys have
been formed into a cadet corps, and smart little
fellows some of them looked in their neat uniform of
gray and green.
We are requested now to glance at the accommodation for the apprentices.
'
I am not very proud of this part of our establishment, but you had better see all.' So our conductor
remarked; as he ushered us through his own private
house. Whether he felt proud or not, we thought
the youths must be proud of their master. After
going through the innumerable rooms of an old English mansion, all of which seemed given
up to
the apprentices, we began to wonder where the
private rooms were. We believe that the master
has retained very little space for himself. Twenty six apprentices are in the house, and two or three
are coming. Their instruction and supervision
seem Mr. Spottiswoode's peculiar charge. The
dining-hall of his house is arrayed at our entry with
the preliminaries of the midday banquet. As the
prentices are the aristocrats of the business, so also
there is an aristocracy amongst themselves. Age as well as acquirements place them in advance of the
machine boys. Social position, too, is generally
very superior; some of them being from respectable
well-to-do families. They do not, therefore, attend
school, but, as we have said before, receive all their.
teaching from their master.
At the top of the house, the rooms are parted off
to make a range of dormitories. They are well ventilated, roomy, and clean: so much so as to surprise
us, considering the densely-built neighbourhood.
Contiguous to the dormitories, we push aside the
hangings of a doorway, and enter a complete little
sanctuary. Family worship is conducted here by
the Chaplain before business in the morning, and
before retiring at night. The tiny church must impress a visitor very strongly. We
dare not doubt
that real good is effected by the daily meeting of
master and apprentices for a holy purpose. The place of assembly is arranged with seats and books
the fac-simile of a church. The service is short, hut from its very nature is
impressive.
Such an example is effecting a great moral change. Printers
have been particularly open to the charge of neglecting their employed. Every
concession of a master, we have been informed, is registered by the trade, as an
extra argument with other masters, to bring about a more general liberal
treatment. We regard Messrs. Spottiswoode as partial witnesses with
respect to the moral improvement of the craft. Their anxiety that improvement
should evince itself and their indefatigability in bringing it about, would tend
sometimes, perhaps, to make them give too great importance to the signs. Yet we
do not question that vast improvement has taken place. Printers have not always
been models of sobriety. Even the remarkably intelligent body of compositors
have not always claimed the character. Owing to the exertions and sympathy of
good masters, in a great measure, we believe, working men of any craft are
a different class to what they were. The great companies, as well as the great
masters, are beginning to feel that capital has duties as well as immunities.
Throughout our country the feeling is spreading, that the people ought to be
educated. If it be really necessary to take the young to work, it then becomes
the duty of the employer to see that they are taught. We hail with pleasure such
masters as the Queen?s Printers. They are the pioneers of a better state of
things.
There must be, in gentlemen whose position enables them, if
they chose, to dwell at ease, a deep under-current of pure philanthropy, when we
find them giving up comfort for a feeling of duty. There is no glory in it. All
that can be got out of it is real hard work and constant anxiety. When we hear
the present proprietor attribute much to the good feeling between his father and
the men in his time, and when we find, above all, that accomplished ladies also
enlist in the cause, it convinces us that the benevolent spirit is common to
all.
We may well conclude by appropriating a motto from the
biographical section of the catalogue, which section, in its turn, appropriated
it from Plutarch. Altered to make it applicable to all masters, it would run?
'We fill our mind with images of good men, by observing their actions and life.
If we have contracted any blemish, or followed ill custom, from the
company in which we unavoidably engage, we correct and dispel it, by calmly
turning our thoughts to these excellent examples.?
The Busy Hives Around Us, 1861