The Gallows, the Prison, and the Poorhouse




In the Shadow of the Poorhouse


A Month in an English Poorhouse,
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A Favorite Corner

A Favorite Corner

shop, charged with a long list composed of such weighty items as “tuppence worth of tea for Peters,” “ha-penny worth of sugar for Brown.”

The administration of the Union provides for various committees, chosen from among the members of the board of guardians. Among these are committees on finance, sanitation, reading, chapel, etc., and, most important of all, a visiting committee of three, any one of whom has the right unexpectedly to demand admission to any part of the house at any hour of the day or night for the purpose of inspecting the details of management. Every Union is obliged, by the law of the kingdom, to provide a doctor and a chaplain. The doctor at O______ is paid £30 a year. He is required to come to the house twice a week regularly, and as much oftener as any patient may require. It is also stipulated that at the price paid he is to furnish his own medicine. Provision must be made for religious services at least twice a week. Some Unions have a resident chaplain, some hire a man, and others by alternating two or more men get a supply for nothing. The O______ Union pays £50 a year to the vicar of the parish, who has his two curates do the work and divides the pay between them. Two services are held on Sunday and one on Wednesday afternoon. At least one visit a week is made also to drill the people in the form of service or the children in singing. Service was formerly held in a hall in the building proper, but recently a handsome stone chapel has been built on the outskirts of the garden. Attendance upon service is not obligatory, but every one is expected to attend unless there is some good reason why they should not. I used often to go; and, sitting in a seat near the door where I could survey the whole congregation, it seemed to me to be the most pathetic sight I had ever seen. Except for the children, who sat together near the door as a choir, their fresh young voices led by a cottage organ which the master played -- except for these, and for a vacant face here and there which bespoke the feeble mind behind it, all were old, gray, bent with the toil of a lifetime, shaking with the palsy of advancing years. Life, which in too many cases had brought little of happiness to them, held nothing in the future but the end. It made me think of Herkomer‘s “Last Muster”; but that, with its wealth of color, is infinitely more cheerful than this could ever be. It is hard for a clergyman to adjust a sermon so as to meet the minds and wants of such a congregation as this. One can hardly preach the beauty of self sacrifice and generosity to those who have nothing to give, or the blessedness of loving one’s neighbors to men and women whom




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