IN A LONDON JAM FACTORY.
By Fortnightly Review
FROM the great boiling cauldrons rise volumes of steam, which, pouring into the room, find no proper outlet, and condense into drops on the hair and faces of the workers, and stream down the reeking walls. From this atmosphere of damp heat, rising often to a temperature of 90 degrees, the women pass, when their long day's work is done, out into the cold night air, and the colds and bronchitis which ensue end often in pneumonia or consumption. It is piece-work, and the girls are working against time to earn the wage of 7s. or 8s. a week. The hurry of the work, coupled with the exhaustion consequent on the length of13hours, invites accident, and the jam poured, often too hot, into the glass bottles will send flying fragments about the room, in some cases severely maiming the workers.—Fortnightly Review.