‘Mrs. Barrett had two dress lodgers (who gave up their
infamous earnings to her) when I resided with her. Mrs. Barrett used to say to
them at night, “Come, girls, the sooner you get out, the more chance you will
have.” Mrs. Barrett had all the money they produced; if they were backward to
go out, she would threaten them, and sometimes beat them. She would call 3l.
10s. a bad week’s work; a great number of boys under the age of 15 would
come to the house, mostly on Sunday evenings. They were encouraged to do so.
About the latter end of last December one of her dress lodgers left, and the
same night Mrs. Barnett told me to get my bonnet and shawl and accompany her
and Mrs. Phillips, her aunt, who keeps a house of the same description, over
London-bridge. Near the Town-hall we met Charlotte Waller. We went out to look
for honest girls. Mrs. Barnett said, ‘My dear, where are you going?’ She said
she was looking for her father, and had travelled 112 miles, and could not find
her parent. Mrs. Barrett said she hoped she was a good girl, that I was her
servant, and that she wanted another to nurse her children and inquired if she
would go home with her. The girl appeared surprised, but after a little
consideration went along with us. When we got home, the girl appeared
astonished at the house, and Phillips and Barnett talked together in the Hebrew
language. I was then told to take her up stairs to bed, and by my mistress’s
order I brought her clothes down, and the next morning took up a light dress,
which she at first refused to wear, as she said she was in mourning; but on my
telling her my mistress never allowed her servants to wear their own clothes,
she consented. She had some money about her, which I took to my mistress, by
her order. The girl had a bundle when we met her, which Barnett took, and I
don’t know what came of it. The girl appeared surprised that she was not set
out to work. The next night Barnett took her out, and they returned with a
stout gentleman, between whom and Mrs. Barnett some conversation took place.
Liquor was sent for, and Charlotte Waller was forced to drink; she was then
sent up stairs ... I heard a shriek and went up stairs; the stout man was there
with Miss Waller, who said ‘You are a witness to my murder’. My mistress called
me down and scolded me, saying that I had no business there. The man went away
out at the back door. After this Miss Waller was compelled to receive the
visits of some man every night. Mr. Barnett was always watching her. I thought,
if she was a virtuous girl, she was a great fool. On the following Sunday she
was ill, and could not go out. Mrs. Barnett got her a bottle of physic, and
brought home some boys. Waller was forced to go out afterwards but walked with
great difficulty. On Tuesday, she said she would not go out any longer, she
would sit on the steps of a door and die, before she would pursue such a
horrible course of life any longer. Mrs. Barnett abused her, and she said she
should not skulk there again, although she was very ill, and people remarked,
‘God help the poor creature, where did she come from?’ When she could scarcely
move about, Mrs. Barnett used to abuse her dreadfully. Waller was a quiet
inoffensive girl. I knew that Phillips and Barnett had agreed to divide her
earnings, because they were both together when she was picked up and decoyed to
Coburg-street. She often lamented her situation to me. She was sent to the
hospital and died there.’
11 March 1835 Times
I'm stunned. I naively thought this just went on in Chicago and the likes.
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