1. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
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2. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
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3. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
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4. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
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5. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
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6. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
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8. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
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9. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
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10. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
The daily life of a London telegraph messenger would only be one
official, monotonous duty if it were not for the different sights that
one is brought into contact with, in the course of a day. The daily
routine is: on arrival, signing on duty, then delivery till dinner: after
dinner, delivery till ten, then one again delivery till your duty
terminates. A kitchen is supplied for the boys, over which an
overseer presides.
‘A Day in the Life of a Telegraph Boy: An article for boys, written by one of them’
Titbits, 21 December 1895.
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11. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
You sign on duty, and almost the first message you have is for a very
rough neighbourhood indeed, and you experience some difficulty in
getting attention, and on reaching the house, find the streetdoor
open, no knocker or bells, whilst crowds of squalid children crowd
around the entrance. At length a broken-down specimen of a woman
approaches and eyes you suspiciously.
‘A Day in the Life of a Telegraph Boy: An article for boys, written by one of them’
Titbits, 21 December 1895.
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12. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
“Hello,” says she, “what der yer want? A telegraft! Who for, anybody
dead?” “No,” you reply, “It’s for Bung.” “There’s nobody ‘or that
name lives ‘ere as I knows of; but wait ‘arf a tick.” She goes to the
foot of a dirty and tumble-down staircase and calls out in non-meolodious
tones: “Mrs. Muggins, are yer there?”
‘A Day in the Life of a Telegraph Boy: An article for boys, written by one of them’
Titbits, 21 December 1895.
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13. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
There comes no answer to her call, but presently you hear a rather
heavy footfall making its way downstairs, and Mrs. Muggins at last
makes her appearance. “There’s no name of bung here, is they?” says
my first. “Yus, there was, at least up to last night, when he got
pinched; don’t yer remember he dosed at the top !” replies Mrs.
Muggins. Then, turning to me, she says, “It ain’t here ; he’s gone to
prison.”
‘A Day in the Life of a Telegraph Boy: An article for boys, written by one of them’
Titbits, 21 December 1895.
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14. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
So the message goes back to the office undelivered. Later on, another
is given you for a rather prosperous merchant, who after opening it
smiles, says “Thanks,” and after giving you twopence, wishes you
“Good morning.” You can always do with these. Thus we go, from
poor to rich. Our delivery also embraces most of the big theatres.
Towards the afternoon you have one for a certain theatre, where you
are allowed to cross the stage to reach the offices.
‘A Day in the Life of a Telegraph Boy: An article for boys, written by one of them’
Titbits, 21 December 1895.
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15. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
Oftentimes I have stopped at rehearsals, being in the midst of
cowboys, Indians, etc. I have seen one of the most thrilling scenes of
a popular play whilst waiting for a reply at the footlights. You may
now have one of one of those lofty business houses where, although
there is a lift, the hall-porter refuses to take you up. On inquiring of
the hall-porter on what floor it is, he calmly replies, with a sarcastic
sneer, “Five,” and as we well know he won’t run us up, the only way
out of the difficulty is to walk.
‘A Day in the Life of a Telegraph Boy: An article for boys, written by one of them’
Titbits, 21 December 1895.
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16. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
I well remember an incident relative to this. A lift-man met one of
the boys on the third floor, and the boy asked him to take him down.
“Jump in,” said he, and the boy jumped. Closing the door, he took
the boy to the sixth floor, told him to get out, as he wanted to grease
the rope, shut the door, went down, and left the boy at the top of the
building to walk down. Needless to say, that boy was me. Apart from
the daily life, the boys have a generous spirit. Many of the hawkers
have benefited by us, and there is one who was started in business (if
you may call it such, selling matches, etc.) by the boys over two years
ago, who still pursues his humble calling, round about the office.
‘A Day in the Life of a Telegraph Boy: An article for boys, written by one of them’
Titbits, 21 December 1895.
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17. Victorian Childhood - Post Office Boy Messengers
But, with another, a subscription was raised, and he was foolishly
given between 3s. and 4s. in money, and the same evening he was
hauled past the office, drunk, in charge of a policeman. That settled
it; no more for us. Altogether the life of a London telegraph
messenger, at a good central office, is not one to be despised, for the
experience you gain, as you must in that capacity, stands you in good
stead, and enables you to become “wide, and a man of the world.”
‘A Day in the Life of a Telegraph Boy: An article for boys, written by one of them’
Titbits, 21 December 1895.
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