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H. M. P. to Frederick Douglass and Martin R. Delany, July 21, 1848

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Messrs. Editors:—If you think the accompanying account of a workman's holiday suitable for insertion in your paper, perhaps it would possess more interest in the eyes of some of your readers, if a slight sketch were prefixed to it of the general principles on which the Establishment in question is conducted—principles, which have been found in this instance admirably adapted to promote alike, the interests of the Employer and the well-being of the Employed, which if more generally carried out, would doubtless do much toward the intellectual and moral elevation of the working classes at large. The Firm of J. D. CARR & Co., of Carlisle, is well known in every part of the civilized world as at the head of a Steam Biscuits Manufactory; and within a smaller sphere, it is equally well known in Baking and milling departments. The average number of men and boys in their employ, is about one hundred—these they are anxious to see, not only good workmen, but also good men and citizens, and for this end, no pains appear to be spared. They give them, by every means in their power, to see the deep interest they take in their welfare, by frequently meeting with them both to suggest and listen to their suggestions of improvements in their plans, and by clearly showing them how completely their own interests are involved in the observance of the rules adopted by their mutual consent. Amongst these rules is one, which, perhaps more than any other, has tended to the comforts both of employers and men; none but those who totally abstain from the use of all intoxicating drinks are admitted into their little community, and the penalty of an infringement of this rule is immediate dismissal. A reading room and library are provided for the recreation of their leisure hours, and an evening school for the more youthful amongst them, who would otherwise be debarred by their circumstances from the inestimable blessings of education. And we must not omit here to remark, that during the past winter, a young brother of J. D. Carr's, has generously devoted several evenings every week to the instruction of such of the men as are inclined to improve themselves in writing and arithmetic, and that this experiment was attended with the most encouraging success.

The young folks are also lured to the paths of learning, by being permitted, at certain hours on every Sabbath, to assemble on the premises of their kind employer, at his sweet country residence, a little distance from the city, where they are taught by the elder men, and frequently joined by their master and his friends, for reading or conversation. Under the same hospitable roof, too, soirees have been occasionally held, and have proved interesting, instructive and amusing opportunities. After partaking of a bountiful provision, the men deliver addresses upon various subjects connected with their own and their employer's interest, whilst total abstinence, peace, self-improvement, and other important themes, are not overlooked. There is one other circumstance connected with this establishment which we must not omit to mention, which is the excellent conveniences for bathing which the workmen have always at hand, the value and importance of which are too obvious to need comment. It will easily be believed, that all these provisions for their improvement and comfort have the effect of attaching the men warmly to their employers. Such is indeed the case, and there is no lack on their part of a due appreciation of the privileges they enjoy in the strength thus afforded them in the resistance of temptation to evil, and in the growth of all the higher impulses of their nature. If your readers incline to know what substitutes are found for the men for the idle diversions from which they are debarred, we beg their perusal of the following sketch of the Workmen's Holiday:

THE WORKMEN'S HOLIDAY.

The 6th of June was a day long looked forward to by the workmen engaged in the biscuit manufactory of the Carrs of Carlisle. It was the time appointed by their kind employers for the celebration of their annual festivity, and was, as usual, to be spent in the delightful and instructive recreation of travelling and visiting distant places of beauty and interest. In previous years they had been to the sea coast, up the east and west of the island; and one long, bright day they had spent amongst the lakes and mountains of their own beautiful country—revelling in the wild loveliness which surrounds Windermere, the queen of the English lakes. But this year a still greater treat was in store: by the magic aid of steam they were to cross the Scottish border, set foot on Scottish ground, and explore the wonders and beauties of Scotland's renowned and romantic capital. No wonder, then, that for months past their hearts beat high with anticipation; no wonder if prospective visions of the first sight of that noble city, and of the delight of having one whole day to spend within it, came often vividly before their mental eye when busily engaged in the duties of their every day life, giving a fresh and joyful stimulus to their industry, both for their own sakes and for the sake of their kind friend who was blending their happiness and interests with his own so indissolubly and nobly. Well, the day dawned at last, bright and beautiful as heart could wish. The "sun shone fair on Carlisle wall," as the ballad tells us it was wont to do in the olden time. But on a far other scene it looked than has ever been sung in ballad or written on the page of history; they tell us indeed of bands of men crossing the border and penetrating to the capital city of the sister land; but they tell us also of flashing steel, of waving banners, and hearts brimfull of hate and ardor for revenge or conquest; and none of these accompanied the peaceful but joyous steps of our humble heroes, as they marched towards their place of rendezvous. And we must be pardoned, if we here venture to record our belief, that many will recognize in the objects and aim of the little band of workmen whom we have just seen assembled under the love-beaming eye of their kind director, a truer and deeper poetry, and a far higher moral beauty, than the boasted chivalry of former days, with all its so called patriotism and glory, will be found to possess, when exposed to the scorching beams of the sun of Truth. But whilst we are thus moralizing on the happy advancement of the times in which we live, we must not forget that our friends are already assembled at the Railway Station, awaiting, with anxious eyes, the yoking to of the iron horse. Soon that is done, and away rushes that cargo of happiness, through lands now cultivated and peaceful, but still bearing many a crumbling vestige of the times of border feud and foray — on they passed, by the fortresses of forgotten chieftains—over heath and streams eloquent with traditionary tales of deeds of blood and violence—and past the scenes of many a conflict in later times, between persecuting fury and covenanting zeal—and, at length, after a ride of about four hours, they hailed with joy the hills and spires that told unquestionably where the Queen of the North was reigning in her superb and time-honored beauty. Once arrived at their desired destination, and having received a warm greeting from a little party of friends assembled at the station to welcome them, the whole company, under their escort, soon found their way through one of the noble and imposing streets of Edinburgh, to a spacious room which had been provided for their accommodation, where a simple but excellent meal in perfect readiness awaited them, to which employers, men and visitors sat down together with hearty good will on the one side and no lack of courteous deference on the other. This material part of the business having been disposed of, an intellectual treat was in store, in the form of a short address from that true friend of the people. William Chambers, whose name, and that of his brother, need but to be mentioned to call up grateful feelings in every heart, for those blessings of cheapened literature by which they have been the means of so widely extending the light of knowledge through the palaces and cottages of our land. Those who have entered into the spirit of the writings of these excellent men will readily believe, that on the occasion of which we are speaking, there was much to call forth their interest, and that the benevolent countenance of William Chambers glowed with animation, and kindness, as he rose to address a body of that class for whose moral and mental elevation he has labored so earnestly. His words were such as might be expected to flow from a heart like his—words of cordial welcome to the strangers, and of congratulation, both to the "employers and the employed," on the pleasantness of the scene before them. He then gave a hasty outline of the history of the city they were about to examine, since the period when it constituted only a few huts collected for defence around the rocky fortress to which it owes its origin, reminding them of its increasing importance, till it became the seat of royalty, and its ancient and lofty houses, now the dwellings of the poorest classes, had re-echoed to the tread of all the nobility and beauty of Scotland's turbulent aristocracy. The names of the ill-fated Stuarts, and especially of her, around whose memory misfortune has cast such an inextinguishable halo, the beautiful Queen Mary—that of her stern adviser, Knox, and many others, could not fail to be remembered in connection with the relics of past greatness to which the attention of the strangers was directed. The modern architectural beauties of the city, too, were not forgotten, nor a tribute neglected to be paid to the unrivaled natural position it occupies. Their kind friend then adverted to the change of times since a far different reception would have been given to a body of visitors from "over the water," and to the happy termination which had long been put to all hostilities and rivalries between the once hostile and jealous sister nations of England and Scotland. He concluded by repeating his words of friendly welcome, and renewing an invitation previously given to all who inclined to pay a visit to his printing establishment, an invitation heartily responded to and accepted. A few words from J. D. Carr in acknowledgement of this kindness, and a sentence or two of welcome from John Wigham, of Edinburgh, and the large party broke up, to follow, in orderly but cheerful train, the guiding steps that led to the aforesaid establishment. There was, as might be expected, much to interest in the wonderfully rapid process which is the means of increasing so vastly the amount of literature accessible to the working classes of the community; and there was a beauty beyond that of the mere mechanism in the busy engines which were throwing up from their steaming depths such plentiful streams of knowledge for the thirsting minds of the people. After a thorough inspection of the various parts of this interesting scene, and a hearty vote of thanks from the men, conveyed by one of their number to the friend who had thus so kindly thrown it open to their view, the large party proceeded in detachments through the ancient High Street up to the lofty Old Castle, which seated on its throne of imperishable rock, seems to frown defiance to the ravages of time, as it has hitherto done to those of war and siege. The Castle of Edinburgh has been so often described, that it is totally unnecessary to do so here—and as to the magnificent view of town and country, hill and valley, bay and river, tower and monument, that lay stretched out beneath the delighted gaze of those who stood on its ancient battlements—that is far too indescribably beautiful to be attempted; suffice it to say, that in the warm sunlight that was shed over it, it looked all that its most enthusiastic admirers could wish when pointing out to a stranger for the first time the beauties of their "own romantic town." The Regalia of Scotland, which, enclosed within iron gratings in a small turret of the Castle, lies in cold and solemn but glittering state, for the admiration of visitors, next engaged the attention of many, and doubtless was productive of various salutary reflections on the instability of earthly greatness and the folly of those who had waded through seas of blood, or shed their own, in pursuit of the idle baubles which were lying there before them, whose dazzling glare had been a false beacon to the men of the olden time, and had lured on so many to the rocks and whirlpools of destruction. After leaving the Castle, the large party divided into smaller ones, and, each headed by an experienced escort, proceeded in various directions in search of whatever presented to their different tastes the deepest interest. Holyrood House, the ancient dwelling place of royalty, and the last regal roof that sheltered a Stuart in the land of his fathers, was, of course, an object of primary attraction to many, and they trod, with indescribable interest, the apartments of this ancient edifice, which are so intimately connected with the most stirring periods of Scottish history. The "New Town," with its magnificent monuments, its nobly built streets, its green and shaded gardens, and its rows of palace-like dwellings, was visited with vast delight; and right nobly the city looked, with the bright sunshine that streamed over it, alike in the eyes of its own inhabitants and in those of the strangers who that day gazed for the first time upon its unsurpassed beauties. From Arthur's Seat, the Salisbury Crags and other elevations easily gained from the city, these charms were surveyed; and in the evening, when all met again, at the Railroad station, at the time appointed for their return, it was with glancing eyes, and with treasures of bright recollection with which to gladden their own memories and their fireside circles for years to come.

In conclusion, instead of apologizing for so lengthened a detail, permit us to ask, if any who have had the patience to peruse the foregoing sketch of a simple plan of enjoyment provided for a band of workingmen, will deny that those in the employment of the Carrs of Carlisle are privileged alike in being permitted to share in such refining and elevating pleasures, and in being debarred from the demoralizing influences of the race ground and the ale house; and whether the noble experiment is not worth making more generally and extensively than has yet been the case?

H. M. P.

Creator

H. M. P.

Date

1848-07-21

Description

H. M. P. to Frederick Douglass and Martin R. Delany. PLIr: NS, 21 July 1848. Describes working conditions in Scotland; includes selection titled “The Workman’s Holiday.”

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This document was calendared in the published volume and has not been published in full before.

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North Star

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Letters

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Unpublished

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North Star