VERMONT HISTORICAL SOCIETY
MONTPELIER, VERMONT
LETTER WRITTEN BY
MARY STILES PAUL1
Lowell2 Nov 5th 1848
Dear Father
Doubtless you have been looking for a letter from me all the week past.
I would have
written but wished to find whether I should be able to stand it-to
do the work that I am
now doing. I was unable to get my old place in the cloth room on the
Suffolk or on any
other corporation. I next tried the dressrooms on the Lawrence Cor,
but did not succefeld
in getting a place. I almost concluded to give up and go back to Claremont,
but thought I
would try once more. So I went to my old overseer on the Tremont Cor.
I had no idea that
he would want one, but he did, and I went to work last Tuesday warping--the
same work
I used to do.
It is very hard indeed and sometimes I think I shall not be able to
endure it. I never
worked so hard in my life but perhaps I shall get used to it. I shall
try hard to do so for
there is no other work that I can do unless I spin and that I shall
not undertake on any
account. I presume you have heard before this that the wages are to
be reduced on the
20th of this month. It is true and there seems to be a good deal of
excitement on the
subject but I can not tell what will be the consequence. The companies
pretend they are
losing immense sums every day and therefore they are obliged
to lessen the wages, but
this seems perfectly absurd to me for they are constantly making repairs
and it seems to
me that this would not be if there were really any danger of their
being obliged to stop the
mills.
It is very difficult for any one to get into the mill on any corporation.
All seem to be very
full of help. I expect to be paid about two dollars a week but it will
be dearly earned .24 1
cannot tell how it is but never since I have worked in the mill have
I been so very tired as
I have for the last week but it may be owing to the long rest I have
had for the last six
1Mary Stiles Paul b: 26 Jan 1830, Hanover,
NH d: 12 Dec 1899,
Cambridge, MA; parents:
Bela Paul b: Taunton, MA and Mary
Briggs b: Keene, NH;
married in Lowell 1857: Isaac Guild b:
19 Jun 1831, NH; Isaac
Guild 1860: marble works, Lynn, MA;
children: Irving Tracy
Guild and Sidney Paul Guild.
Twenty-five of her
letters, covering the years 1845-1862 have
survived. She began
working as a domestic in Bridgewater, Vermont.
1845-1848 worked in
Lowell textile mills. 1848 joined her father in
Claremont, New Hampshire.
1850 returned to Vermont for a short spell.
Then she joined Lowell
companions at an agricultural utopian community
in Redbank, New Jersey
for a year. Following her brief tenure at the
collective, she once
again returned to New Hampshire.
2 Lowell, Massachusetts.
months. I have not told you that I do not board on the Lawrence. The
reason of this is
because I wish to be nearer the mill and I do not wish to pay the extra
$.i2.-:t/;z per week
(I should not be obliged to do it if I boarded at 15) and I know that
they are not able to
give it me. Beside this I am so near I can go and see them as often
as I wish. So
considering all things I think I have done the best I could. I do not
like here very well and
am very sure I never shall as well as at Mother Guilds. I can now realize
how very kind
the whole family have ever been to me. It seems like going home when
I go there which
is every day. But now I see I have not told you yet where I do board.
It is at No. 5
Tremont Corporation. Please enlighten all who wish for information.
There is one thing
which I forgot to bring with me and which I want very much. That is
my rubbers. They
hang in the back room at uncle Jerrys.26 If Olive comes down here I
presume you can
send them by her, but if you should not have the opportunity to send
them do not trouble
yourself about them. There is another thing I wish to mention-about
my fare down here.
If you paid it all the way as I understand you did there is something
wrong about it. When
we stopped at Concord to take the cars, I went to the ticket office
to get a ticket which I
knew I should be obliged to have. When I called for it I told the man
that my fare to
Lowell was paid all the way and I wanted a ticket to Lowell. He told
me if this was the
case the Stagedriver would get the ticket for me and I supposed of
course he would. But
he did not, and when the ticket master called for my ticket
in the cars, I was obliged to
give him a dollar. Sometimes I have thought that the fare might not
have been paid beside
farther than Concord. If this is the case all is right. But if it is
not, then I have paid a
dollar too much and gained the character of trying to cheat the company
out of my fare,
for the man thought I was lying to him. I suppose I want to know how
it is and wish it
could be settled for I do not like that any one should think me capable
of such a thing,
even though that person be an utter stranger. But enough of this. The
Whigs of Lowell
had a great time on the night of the 3rd. They had an immense procession
of men on foot
bearing torches and bannersgot up for the occasion. The
houses were illuminated (Whigs
houses) and by the way I should think the whole of Lowell were
Whigs. I went out to see
the illuminations and they did truly look splendid. The Merrimack house
was illuminated
from attic to cellar. Every pane of glass in the house had a half candle
to it and there were
many others lighted in the same way. One entire block on the Merrimack
Cor[poration]
with the exception of one tenement which doubtless was occupied by
a free soiler who
would not illuminate on any account whatever.
(Monday Eve) I have been to work today and think I shall manage to
get along with the
work. I am not so tired as I was last week. I have not yet found out
what wages I shall get
but presume they will be about $2.00 per week exclusive of board. I
think of nothing
further to write excepting I wish you to prevail on Henry to write
to me, also tell Olive to
write and Eveline when she comes.
Give my love to uncle Jerry and aunt Betsey and tell little Lois that
"Cousin Carra"
thanks her very much for the apple she sent her. Her health
is about the same that it was
when she was at Claremont. No one has much hope of her ever being any
better.
Write soon. Yours affectionately
Mary S Paul
P.S. Do not forget to direct to No. 5 Tremont Cor and tell all others
to do the same.
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