CHAPTER X.

TRADE, AGRICULTURE AND MARKET ORDINARIES.

One of the most interesting, as well as significant things about

old-time studies, is the evolution of industry, from the stage, when

each domestic hearth was a factory of some sort, to vast cotton mills

and iron foundries. Time was when the wool from the sheep's back was

made into cloth in every house in Royston, then the finishing processes

of fulling and dyeing were made a business of elsewhere, then with the

introduction of machinery the hand-loom disappeared from our cottages

to special centres; next the spinning disappeared; then the combing,

and last of all the wool-sorting went too, leaving nothing but sheep

shearing of what was a complete local industry, with as many centres as

there were formerly houses to work in and families to work.

The only thing that is dimly visible in these Glimpses, of that

universal woollen industry, is the picturesque figure of our

great-grand-mother at the spinning wheel--not merely as a piece of

domestic economy, but as a wage-earning tool employing children as well

as adults, just as straw plaiting became in this and the adjoining

Bedfordshire district when the spinning industry disappeared.

In 1768, the first year in which any disbursements are mentioned in the

Royston parish books, the first item was the granting of a spinning

wheel to Nan Dodkin by the Vestry. Weaving proper had ceased at this

date, but a great deal of business was done in Royston towards the end

of last century in the "hemp dressing, sack weaving and rope making

branches," as I learn from an auctioneer's announcement of a property

sale in 1773.

During the reign of George III. hand-spinning was an industry

throughout this district, and at most cottage doors in the villages

could be seen wheels busily turning, up to about 1825. The pay was not

great, but the employment was more seemly than that of dragging mothers

of families and young girls into the fields as one often sees {104}

them at the present time. The evidence of the spinning industry is

conclusive from the parish accounts alone in such entries as--

"Ordered that Thomas C---- and his family be permitted to leave the

Workhouse, the Overseers to buy them a pair of old blankets and a new

Wheel."

"Ordered that the Overseers of Herts. Buy and Lend to the widow S---- a

wheel for the purpose of setting her boy to work."

L s. d.

Spinning Wheles for the Widow D---- . . . 0 2 9

Paid for spinning 17 lb. of flax . . . . . 0 17 6

To mending a weel . . . . . . . . . . . . 0 0 8

14 new, Spendels and wool for G----'s family

The parish accounts in the villages show that wool for spinning was

supplied in small quantities, apparently by small shop-keepers who took

the yarn, which was again bought by the dealers and sent away for

weaving to the newly established mills--pretty much in the same way as

the straw plaiting industry was managed in after years.

Occasionally spinners were dishonest, and spun short measure, and

associations were formed for punishing the offence.

In every better class house a wheel was found by which the mistress

would spin the yarn, which was then sent away to be woven into the

family linen, and a very necessary part of the preparation for married

life was this spinning of a supply of yarn and sending it away to the

weaver. A full chest of table linen was as precious to the farmers'

wives as Mrs. Tulliver found hers, and home-spun linen was as much a

matter of pride as the cheese-making itself; so much so that servants

in farm houses were invariably placed at the wheel to fill up their

spare time.

The earnings of the poor spinners could not have been very great, for

in Essex in 1770 "a stout girl of fifteen or sixteen" was not able to

earn above 6d. a day. When the industry disappeared as a wage-earning

employment, parochial Workhouses turned their attention to teaching

children straw plaiting, and plaiting schools were subsidised by

overseers for this purpose.

Wool-combing, the next process of employment, was better paid, but

later on this too disappeared from our town and neighbourhood, owing to

the march of inventions, leaving the last stage of the industry, viz.,

the wool-sorter's occupation, which continued some time longer. This

process of sorting was one which required an experienced eye to detect

the different qualities of fibre, and nimble fingers to separate them.

A fleece of wool was thrown open on a bench and an expert would, with

surprising speed and dexterity, separate the fibre into about four

different qualities and throw them into as many baskets standing by to

receive them. After this, as in the combing days, it was sent off by

the {105} Wakefield wagons to the mills in the North, and buyers

continued to visit Royston, and wagons load up here, until about the

middle of this century, the last of the wool-staplers being Mr. Henry

Butler, whose warehouse was in Kneesworth Street, where Mr. Sanders'

coachbuilder's yard now is. With the appearance of the railway our

"spinning grandmothers" were a thing of the past.

Agriculture in the Georgian era differed somewhat in its appliances,

but the philosophy of it was pretty much the same as it is now. Oxen

were occasionally used for team labour and were shod like horses; wheat

was universally reaped with a sickle, and as universally threshed with

a flail, the bent figure of the wheat-barn tasker being a familiar

object in the "big old barn with its gloomy bays and the moss upon the

thatch." An honest pride he took in his work and has found a fit

memorial in the delightful _Sketches of Rural Life_ by Mr. Francis

Lucas, of Hitchin, who says of the tasker and his work--

Then let our floors send up the sound,

Of the swinjel's measured stroke,

It makes the miller's wheel go round,

And the cottage chimneys smoke.

One of the most interesting things about rural life was the common

herding of the cattle, which, until the Enclosures Act came, had

probably gone on from the time the Domesday Book was written, or

longer. All through the ages there is the picturesque glimpse of the

old herdsman with his horn, each morning and evening from May to

October, making his procession to the common land of the village, past

homesteads, from whose open gates the cow-kine, in obedience to the

blast of the horn, walk out and join their fellows, and at evening the

herd in returning dropped its ones, twos, and threes at every farmyard

gate--like children going to and from school! The animation among the

cattle in and about every farmyard in the village, when, after six

months' silence, the herdman's horn was heard once more, was a sight to

remember, and a remarkable instance of the sagacity of animals!

Farmers' wives were accustomed, up to the beginning of the present

century, to attend the market to sell their cheese and butter, as in

Derbyshire they do now, and the work connected with the accidental

discovery of the Royston Cave, it will be remembered, was for the

accommodation of these good dames.

Farmers at this time had few new notions or agricultural shows to set

them thinking, but farmed according to "the good old ways," leaving to

here and there a gentleman farmer, farming his own land, such

hair-brained schemes as went contrary to them, their plea being that

"farmers did not rear the worse turnips nor were longer fatting their

oxen without book knowledge than they would be with it."

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But it is when we come to market prices for the farmer's produce that

we get, I suspect, at the root and origin of the smooth-sounding phrase

of the "Good old times when George the III. was King." Of the enormous

influence of peace or war upon prices then, and the excitement which

news of the one or the other stirred in the breasts of farmers and

landlords as they gathered in groups in the yards of the Hull, or the

Red Lion, on Royston market days, let the following picture testify--

[Illustration: READING THE NEWS.]

Below are given a few years of average prices of farmers' produce in

grain:--

AVERAGE PRICES.

Wheat. Barley. Oats.

Year. s. d. s. d. s. d.

1785 43 1 24 9 17 8

1790 54 9 26 3 19 5

1795 75 2 37 5 24 5

1799 69 0 36 2 27 6

1800 113 10 59 10 39 4

1801 119 6 68 6 37 0

1802 69 10 33 4 20 4

1805 89 9 44 6 28 4

1809 97 4 47 0 31 5

1810 106 5 48 1 28 7

1812 126 6 66 9 44 6

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The year 1812 was a famine year, but, after this time, prices never

rose so high, ranging for wheat from 75s. in 1814, and 96s. in 1817 to

44s. in 1822. Though the landlords took their share and nearly doubled

rents between 1790 and 1804, the farmer had reason to remember the good

old times if the following story of a Hertfordshire farmer in 1807 be

true:--

"A wealthy Hertfordshire farmer not long ago made application to one of

the clerks in the Bank of England for the loan of L800, and offered to

deposit with him, as a security, a bank note of L10,000, which he then

held in his hand! The clerk refused him, saying that such a thing was

unusual, at the same time told him he would change it for lesser notes.

This, however, did not satisfy the farmer, who still persevered. At

his own request he was waited upon by one of the directors, who readily

lent him the sum he required; and at the end of eight days he returned,

according to his promise, and repaid the money. When he was asked why

he had such an attachment to that particular note, he frankly replied,

'Because _I have the fellow of it at home_!'"

The old style of farmer had the laugh on his side in the matter of

balance sheets compared with the farmer of to-day. Here is one under

date 1770 for a farm of 300 acres at a rental of L240 (the average rent

in this district appears to have been about 12s. to 15s. an acre, but

was more than doubled by the end of the century). It was stocked and

worked with 10 cows, 150 sheep, 30 oxen, 12 horses, four servants and

boys, eight labourers (average L20 a year each), and two maids. In the

annual expenditure is put down the modest allowance of L100 for

house-keeping of the farmer and his family (exclusive of servants), and

the total then comes out at

Year's produce . . . . . . . . . . . L1,599 13 0

Expenditure . . . . . . . . . . . . L1,146 0 0

-------------

Profit . . . . . . . . . . . . . . L453 13 0

Trade was not so much an every day affair in those days as now, but

persons obtained their supplies in large quantities and on special

occasions. In harvest time therefore little was doing at the shops,

and the tradesmen in the High Street were accustomed to form themselves

into neighbouring groups of four or five, and, taking up their position

outside their shops, smoked their pipes, while one of their number

would read the news, nearly always coloured at that time by the doings

of Napoleon, or the French. About the beginning of the century, Mr.

William Henry Andrews, son of the astronomer, as a man having the most

talent for reading, was in particular request at these quiet siestas

between the intervals of trade.

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They discussed agriculture and the weather with a relish over their

"sixpennyworth," and often laid wagers as to the result of the harvest.

Here is an item in Royston--

"1795. Aug. 25--Mr. Bottomley lays S. Coxall sixpennyworth that the

price of a quartern loaf will be as low as sevenpence the best sort in

two months--24th Oct. paid."

Who had to pay there is little doubt, for the bet was a rash one in a

season which had seen wheat at 113s. in that very August. The crop did

not realize Mr. Bottomley's expectations, for the official average for

the year was 75s. 2d. per quarter, from which we infer that Mr.

Bottomley paid his "sixpennyworth."

Royston Market is spoken of in official announcements at the end of

last century as "an exceedingly good market town." Though the market

was open, the inns and inn yards were freely resorted to, especially in

inclement weather, and the Green Man Yard was made to do duty to some

extent as a Corn Exchange, for in 1785 when the house was to let, we

find it stated that it had "large garden and stables and ten corn

shops." Barley was the chief item of sales, and it is said as much as

4,000 quarters has been sold here in a single day.

I do not happen to have found any earlier official statistics of corn

sales in Royston market, but for the year ending July, 1839, I find the

following--

Total Per qr.

amount. avge. price.

Quantity. L s. d. L s. d.

Wheat--21,554 qrs. . . . . . 78,233 10 0 3 12 7

Barley--6l,556 qrs. . . . . . 122,402 13 0 1 19 9

Here then we get a sale of 1,200 quarters of barley a week and between

400 and 500 quarters of wheat per week.

Time was when the Royston market had commenced at a late hour, as it

does now, but owing to the necessity of being late home, or the felt

want of a jovial gathering at the market ordinary in times when the

farmer himself worked and needed one day's relaxation, the fiat for

change went forth on the 23rd October, 1782, and the hour was changed

from 3 p.m. to 11 a.m.--an arrangement made possibly with a view to the

pleasures of the market ordinary, and one under which, at any rate,

that institution flourished most famously for fifty years or more.

At one time the grain was "pitched," that is brought to the town in

bulk and stored at the various inns ready for sale in the market. The

attendance of farmers, maltsters, and corn buyers was so large that the

whole of the open space of the Market Hill was covered by crowds of

buyers and sellers of farm produce, presenting a busy scene more worthy

of the past traditions of the market than anything seen now. {109} The

market beginning then in good time, by mid-day most of the business was

finished, and, regularly at one o'clock there came out of an upper

window of the Green Man, the well-known form and features of Mrs.

Smith, the landlady, ringing a hell with all the energy and promptitude

of one who had evidently been accustomed to have that summons respected

and as promptly responded to! The bell from the Green Man is answered

by that from the Bull and the Red Lion, and the trio goes on ding dong,

ding dong! The current of business and bargain-making slackens; plump

portly farmers in top boots, millers in grey suits almost flour-proof,

maltsters carrying riding whips--all the busy assembly of men of shrewd

common sense and well filled nankeen purses suddenly puts up its sample

bags, drops its business air, and, like boys out of school, melts away

in three different directions according to individual preferences. For

behind that well understood signal of the bells is the typical

institution then in its palmiest days--the "Market Ordinary." Leaving

the market to the cheap jacks and ballad mongers, the solid element of

the market day gives a jovial account of itself in the market rooms of

the well-filled hostelries--now learning from the paper the news, so

far as it concerned prices and the continuation of war--now discussing

crops with a loyalty to the three-course system which no enclosures had

yet upset--now with equal loyalty toasting "the King, God bless him,"

and generally disposing of enough liquid to make the ride home behind

Dobbin a self-satisfied consummation, finding expression in snatches of

the old chorus--

To plough and to sow,

And to reap and to mow,

And to be a Farmer's Boy!

Ah, me! who would not be jolly with a good market this week and the

prospect of higher prices next?--with the guarantee of the State that

the farmer should not have less than 70s. a quarter, and the certainty

of higher prices if the war lasted! But these farmers in the leather

breeches and top boots--these self-satisfied men are already in the

fading glory of the "Good Old Times"--always applying those words, in

so far as they have any meaning at all, chiefly to the farming and

land-owning classes. Before the century is much older we shall see the

same class harrassed, embarrassed, and eaten up by a rotten and immoral

poor law system, about to be mended, and their prospect of high prices

growing less and less, as sliding scales and all artificial props are

removed out of the way of things finding their own level--down, down,

down towards the present unsupportable level of prices when the

consumer has as complete a monopoly of advantages as had the producer

in the old days!

But it was not only of the results, but of the place itself also, that

the farmer had a pleasant memory. So much attached were its habitués

{110} to the old style of an open corn market that when, in later

times, the Corn exchange came, many complained that they could not tell

a good sample of corn in a building like that, so well as in the open

air. Indeed, so wedded were they to the old custom of open market that

when the Corn Exchange was erected by the then Lord Dacre, they showed

such an obstinate preference for the open market and the convenience of

the inns, that they refused for some time to use the new building

provided for them! But they got used to it--those that were left to

carry on the business of a market, whose traditions, nay, whose

history, speaks to us of a former greatness and reputation for trade,

in the centuries that are gone, which we can hardly now understand.

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