The Poor Law of 1834
The Poor Law was passed in 1834. Previously the poor, aged and crippled had been given food and other assistance by the local authorities in their own parish. Under the new Act, those who needed relief would have to enter poorhouses, or workhouses, to get it. In these workhouses, life was deliberately made so miserable for the occupants that few people would seek assistance. Families were broken up; there was insufficient food and bedding; and, once inside, the pauper could not get out even to go to church on Sunday. The inmates were kept under lock and key and treated like prisoners. To those who framed the Poor Law of 1834 poverty was regarded as a crime, not a misfortune. The new poor houses opened just as hard times threw large numbers of people out of work. The workers turned with hatred on the Poor Law and Parliament. One radical exclaimed: You can see yonder factory with its towering chimney; every brick in that chimney is cemented with the blood of women and little children. Sooner than wife and husband and son should be surrendered and dungeoned and fed on skilee - sooner than wife and daughter should wear the prison dress - Newcastle ought to be and should be one blaze of fire with only one way to put it out, and that with the blood of all who supported this abominable measure. Writing of London in 1836, Charles Dickens observes ‘wretched houses with broken windows patched with rags and paper, every room let out to a different family. Fruit and sweet-stuff manufacturers in the cellar, barbers and red-herring vendors in the front parlour, cobblers in the back, a bird-fancier on the first floor three families on the second, Irishmen in the passage, a musician in the front kitchen and a charwoman and five hungry children in the back one…..........filth everywhere, clothes drying and slops emptying from the windows…..men and women in every variety of scanty and dirty apparel, lounging, scolding, drinking, smoking, squabbling, fighting and swearing.’ ENTERING THE WORKHOUSE
Workhouses
Few writers were more influential than Charles Dickens whose novels often depicted the social evils of nineteenth-century England. One book, "Oliver Twist", illustrates some features of the notorious workhouses. Oliver Twist was born in a workhouse; and on the day that he was born his poor young mother died. Nobody knew where she came from, or who she was. A woman took the baby out of the blankets in which he had been rolled, and dressed him in old calico robes that had grown yellow from long service; for dozens of babies born in the workhouse had worn them too. The parish authorities sent him to a branch workhouse, three miles off - a baby farm, where on old woman named Mrs. Mann took charge of him, for seven pence-halfpenny a week. There he rolled about the floor with twenty or thirty other workhouse babies like himself, with not too much to eat, and very little to wear. Only the strongest babies lived to grow up at Mrs. Mann's.

WORKHOUSE CHILDREN

THE WORKHOUSE BOYS IN OLIVER!
