Babies in the Textile Mills

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My name is Tom and I work in a woolen mill even though I am only 10 years-old. I tried to follow my Mother in service work, but I was sent to the woolen mills right after she died. Most mill owners see nothing wrong with children working and it is a very common practice to employ the very young. Children are cheap labour, and they like to use orphans, as they can be replaced quickly if an accident occurs. I start at 5 am and am not allowed to talk, sit or look out at the sunshine. At 9 pm I go back to one of the row houses and reside in damp filthy conditions. My late mother’s friends feel sorry for me and feed me scraps of food. They say in a few years I might be able to become a stable boy and leave the job I have now– which is like being in hell, to put it mildly. I pray to God a new job comes quickly.

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The noise from the belts coming from the line shaft that drives the machinery is extremely deafening. Every single day I breathe air that is full of fabric fluff that fills my lungs. I long to wash dishes or carry wood instead of working as a piecer- leaning over machines and tying broken threads together. I am so lucky I am not like my friend John who has to crawl under the machines while they are still running to do his job. His friend lost some of his fingers last week, and a good friend of mine was crushed in one of the machines last year.

In my current position I work 72 hours a week– in good health or bad. I envy the rich sometimes. They all look down on us as the workers get poorer and the rich seem to get richer. I wonder how they would like a very short midday break and then rush to find food for breakfast and tea which are 15 minute breaks.

We are paid just over a shilling a week ($3) and the rumour is that they might cut costs if there is any government interference. The bosses have threatened many times of sending me to a hostel for children, and giving me just pocket money. If this happens I shall run and hide on the property of  some big house until I am old enough to work. I am able however to attend church on Sunday, and I visit the grave of two of my younger friends that died working at the mill. The owners of the mill believe hard work is good for children, and that living in poverty is natural.  I do beg to differ.

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Text and Photos of some of the machines from the Rosamond Woolen Mill (Almonte, Ontario) now housed in the Mississippi Valley Textile Museum next door:

 

The Rosamond Woolen Mill 1857-1952

 A few months before the railroad reached Almonte, Ontario James Rosamond, a director of the company, and a local entrepreneur, resolved to venture additional capital to erect a woolen mill on a site beside No. 2 Falls.  It was a stone structure, five stories in height, and was the start of the Rosamond Woolen Company in 1867. Only a few years later it gave way to the great undertaking called No.1, the head office and manufacturing center for the next ninety years of the Rosamond Woolen Company at the end of Coleman’s Island. 

During those years Almonte was known to travelers on the trains as The Woolen Town, because the Rosamond Woolen Company, the Old Red Knitting Company, the Penman Woolen Mill, Campbell’s Woolen Mill, the Yorkshire Wool Stock Mill and Wm. Thoburn’s Woolen Mills all made the flat metallic clacking of the looms as familiar a sound of Almonte as the whistle of the CPR steam locomotive. (from roots.org)

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                                                           McArthur Textile Mill in Carleton Place

The Exact Reason Rosamond Left Carleton Place

The Rosamond Woolen Company’s Constipation Blues

About lindaseccaspina

Before she laid her fingers to a keyboard, Linda was a fashion designer, and then owned the eclectic store Flash Cadilac and Savannah Devilles in Ottawa on Rideau Street from 1976-1996. She also did clothing for various media and worked on “You Can’t do that on Television”. After writing for years about things that she cared about or pissed her off on American media she finally found her calling. She is a weekly columnist for the Sherbrooke Record and documents history every single day and has over 6500 blogs about Lanark County and Ottawa and an enormous weekly readership. Linda has published six books and is in her 4th year as a town councillor for Carleton Place. She believes in community and promoting business owners because she believes she can, so she does.

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