1804 London
"Matches – The criers are very numerous and among the poorest inhabitants, subsisting more on the waste meats they receive from the kitchens where they sell their matches at six bunches per penny, than on the profits arising from their sale. Old women, crippled men, or a mother followed by three or four ragged children, and offering their matches for sale are often relieved when the importunity of the mere beggar is rejected. The elder child of a poor family, like the boy seen in the plate, are frequent traders in matches and generally sing a kind of song, and sell and beg alternately." [Craig 1804]
1815 London
1820 London
1827 London
The venders of this once most necessary little article, from the
improvements in every branch of manufacture, through the rapid advances in
science, are likely soon to take up some other honest calling, to obtain their
daily bread. Added to this, since the police have been vigilant in clearing the
streets of sturdy beggars, this idle and abandoned fraternity [of men] have invaded the
petty trade of the old matchwoman, and the boys and girls, amongst whom the
humble business was divided. Hence are to be met in most of the streets inhabited
by the working classes, a number of athletic men, too idle to work, with a
basket on their arms, vending matches, by which these vagabonds escape the
penalties awarded to mendicants.
Amongst the customs and habits of the itinerants, now worn out of date, is that of the musical Match-seller, who formerly was heard, both in town and country, chaunting his wares in a simple melody, as old, no doubt, as many other popular cries. These criers had a ditty of many verses, which terminated in rhyme, and was varied occasionally, agreeably to the artless invention of the party. As it is likely that these rude verses may be lost, we shall, as a remnant of the popular antiquities peculiar to our island, subjoin a few stanzas.
Amongst the customs and habits of the itinerants, now worn out of date, is that of the musical Match-seller, who formerly was heard, both in town and country, chaunting his wares in a simple melody, as old, no doubt, as many other popular cries. These criers had a ditty of many verses, which terminated in rhyme, and was varied occasionally, agreeably to the artless invention of the party. As it is likely that these rude verses may be lost, we shall, as a remnant of the popular antiquities peculiar to our island, subjoin a few stanzas.
I cry my matches in town and in city,
I pray my good mistress, come
take some for pity.
I cry my matches o'er hedges and ditches,
God bless you give me, an old
pair of breeches.
I cry my matches as far as the Tower,
I'm hungry and cold, in the midst
of the shower.
I cry my matches all by the King's-Mews,
Pray mistress give me an old
pair of shoes.
I cry my matches by old Charing-cross,
Where sitteth King Charles upon
his black horse.
All you that have money, and I that have none,
Come buy my matches, that I may go home.
The poor people, we speak of the legitimate traders in these wares,
stoop down at area rails, and address their customers in a plaintive voice,
these are the servant-maids who are busied in the kitchen. The supplicants
rarely depart, such is their accustomed importunities, until angrily bidden to
go, or are sent away with a halfpenny, for which they give three or even four
small bundles, of "good, picked, pointed matches, well brimstoned;"
these are usually bought of match manufacturers, who reside in the low parts of
London, and who formerly disposed of them to petty grocers, oilmen, and keepers
of chandlers shops.
But, of late the trade is fast falling off [1827], for the general
diffusion of light, which is spreading far and wide, when science can furnish
an instantaneous, flame from a chemical preparation, which with a phial, an
hundred matches, and a smart case, are together sold for four-pence; so that on
a sudden emergency, a light can be produced in the dead of the night, without
the risk of fracturing the knuckles with the flint and steel, the uncertainty
of ignition, or creating that sulphurous nuisance, the smell of burning tinder.
There have been many inventions, some of them known to our forefathers,
well calculated to supersede the uncertain method of striking a light with the
flint and steel; amongst others, that of the pistol tinder box, which cost
little, and was efficient to the purpose; but such have been the stubborn
prejudices touching certain household affairs, that until of late, the old method has been adhered to, in defiance of all
improvements.
The discovery of the self-igniting phial, or instantaneous light, has
at length obtained pretty general notice, and by degrees has been so
simplified, and rendered so cheap, that it is likely in a short time it will
come into use in every family. So that the trade of the itinerant Matchseller,
will, of consequence, become obsolete." [Pyne]
“To sell matches, is the employment of women and children who make a few pence honestly, by slitting pine or cedar sticks, or procuring long thin shavings, the ends of which they dip in brimstone, which, when touched by a spark, will blaze directly. Though a small matter, it is a great convenience to house-keepers." [NY 1925]
Cries of New York 1845
carton of boxes labeled: Washington Friction Matches
improved friction matches invented in 1826
improved friction matches invented in 1826
Cries of Boston c1840s-
Sources
Craig, William Marshall. Itinerant Traders of London. 1804 Spitalfields Life website
Cries of New York 1825
Cries of New York 1845
Pyne, William Henry. The World in Miniature. London: 1827
Rowlandson, Thomas. print. 1820
Smith, John Thomas. Matches. print Covent Garden, London Dec 31, 1815. Wellcome Collection. CC BY
The Boston Cries; and, The story of the little match-boy c1844-1856
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I didn't think matches could be sold like that so early.
ReplyDeleteThose “matches” were not the same as the modern matches today. Those “brimstone matches” were sticks with tips dipped in molten sulfur and then dried for sale.
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