The
area was originally a farm, belonging to the Minoresses of St Clare
(whence the street name Minories) and farmed by Trolop and later
Goodman. John Stow, whose Survey of London was published in 1598,
recalled how from this farm I myself in my youth have fetched many a halfe pennce
worth of milke, and never had less than three ale pints for a half
pennie in the summer, nor less than one ale quart for a half pennie in
the winter, always hote from the kine as the same was milked and
strained.
When Goodman bought the land (giving his name to Goodman's
Field, Goodman's Yard and Goodman's Stile) he kept 30 or 40 milking
cows there; his son let land for grazing horses and for gardens. Boggy
land was drained for tenter grounds, with frames (tenters) for drying
washed woven cloth: hence Tenter Street, and the expression 'to be on
tenterhooks'. [Pictured is South Tenter Street after bomb damage in 1940.]
Dick Turpin
Beazley,
in his 1703 Historical Account of the London Theatres, mentions a New
Wells Theatre in the passage betwixt Prescot Street & Chambers
Street - but there are no references to plays there in the papers of
the period.
But there were protests. A 'general meeting' in 1729 in the Hoop and Grapes, Minories, alleged that being
so near several publick Offices, and the Thames, where so much Business
is negotiated, and carried on for the support of Trade and Navigation,
will draw away Tradesmen's servants and others from their lawful
Calling, and corrupt their Manners, and also occasion great numbers of
loose, idle and disorderly Persons, as Street-Robbers and Common
Night-Walkers, so to infest the streets, that it will be very
dangerous for His Majesty's subjects to pass the same.
Arthur Bedford, chaplain of Hoxton Hospital and Sunday afternoon
preacher at St Botolph Aldgate, inveighed against the project from the
pulpit. He cited a line from the play Gibraltar:
'Whores are dog-cheap here in London. For a man may slip into the
play-house Passage, and pick up half-a-dozen for half-a-crown'. Odell was forced out, and handed over management to the audacious Henry Giffard.
A new theatre of the
same name (Goodman's Field) was built in Leman Street - which, according to the Universal Spectator (12 April 1732) was
formerly inhabited by Silk-Throwsters, Riband-weavers, etc, who
employed the industrious poor; immediately upon setting up this
Playhouse, the rents were raised, and there is nowe a Bunch of Grapes
hanging at almost every door, besides an adjacent banjio or two. It was funded by subscribers, and designed by Edward Shepherd (who also
designed the Royal Opera House, Covent Garden). It opened on 2 October
1732 with a performance of Henry IV Part I. Four years later they put
on the political satire A Vision of the Golden Rump (possibly also by
Fielding), critical of Robert Walpole and the Whig government. This
triggered the Licensing Act of 1737, which notoriously
established censorship of public performances, banning any play that
criticised the government or the Crown. The theatre was forced to
close. Giffard rented Lincoln's Inn Fields Theatre for a time but
managed, through skilful political machinations, to reopen Goodman's
Fields in 1740. The Winter's Tale was produced there in 1741 for the
first time in over a century.
[see Frederick T. Wood, 'Goodman’s Fields Theatre' in The Modern Language Review, Vol. 25, No. 4 (Oct. 1930), pp. 443-456, and Watson Nicholson, The Struggle for a Free Stage in London (1966) chapter 2]. 
John
Strype, whose 1720 Survey of London updated Stow, describes the
area as chiefly inhabited by thriving Jews. From 1748 there was
a Portuguese Jews hospital in Leman Street - it moved to Mile End
Old Town in 1792. | .....We make a small excursion into Mansell Street, which is quiet. All about here, and in Great Ailie [sic] Street, Tenter Street, and their vicinities, the houses are old, large, of the very shabbiest-genteel aspect, and with a great appearance of being snobbishly ashamed of the odd trades to which many of their rooms are devoted. Shirt-making in buried basements, packing-case, or, perhaps, cardboard box-making, on the ground-floor; and glimpses of very dirty bald heads, bending over cobbling, or the sorting of "old clo'," through the cracked and rag-stuffed upper windows. Jewish names - Isaacs, Levy, Israel, Jacobs, Rubinsky, Moses, Aaron - wherever names appear, and frequent inscriptions in the homologous letters of Hebrew. Many of these inscriptions are on the windows of eating-houses, whose interior mysteries are hidden by muslin curtains; and we occasionally find a shop full of Hebrew books, and showing in its window remarkable little nick-nacks appertaining to synagogue worship, amid plaited tapers of various colours. |
| The
north side of Prescot Street has recently been the site of an archaeological project - see here for details, including video diaries and meterial about the significance of the site. In 1678 numerous Roman funeral urns
and lachrymatories, with bars and
silver money were found here, showing it to have been a Roman burial
ground. It
may have been linked with the sixth legion of the Roman army, for in
1787 a stone 15" x 12" x3" was found with the inscription | D M FL AGICoLA. MIL. LEG. VI. VICT. V. AN. XLII. VI. D. X. ALBIA. FAUSTINA. CoNIVGi INCoNPARABILI F C |
No
21 (now the Abbey Bank Building) was the site of the London Infirmary
for ‘sick and diseased manufacturers, seamen in the merchant service
and their wives and families’ from 1741, moving in that year from
Featherstone Street in Moorfields. The house was rented from Sir
William Leman at 24 guineas a year; it expanded to five houses, and
included a mortuary, a herb garret (for drying and storing medicinal
herbs) and a cold bath (since its first physician was a devotee of
therapeutic bathing). In 1747 it moved to its present site at Mount
Field, Whitechapel Road as the London Hospital. The excellent Barts and The London
website provides much more detail about this and other hospital sites. There is
an fascinating museum at the former St Philip's Church, Newark Street
behind the main hospital buildings. 
Nos
1 & 9 were developed in Art Deco style in the 1930-33 by the
Co-operative Wholesale Society's architect L.G. Ekins, and used by the Co-op Bank; they are
Grade 2 listed buildings. J.C. Blair's carving over the doorway of No 1
symbolises CWS principles - two individuals shaking hands beneath a
hive of bees where the bees gain benefits from mutual co-operation. In
1999 No 1 was converted into 150 luxury flats (winning awards).
In July 2008 some corporate directorates of Barts and the London moved
into no 9 - bringing them full circle (see above).
No
16 [left] was Whitechapel County Court - a 4-storey Italianate building of
1857-8 by Charles Reeves. It is now the Cafe Spice Namaste, with a noted Parsi chef from Goa.
For a short period in the latter 19th century there was a SYNAGOGUE in the street.
The first English,
non-Catholic, version was established in Prescot Street in 1758, with a
7-year lease on the 'commodious house' vacated by the London Hospital,
which provided 'space, aire and privacy at a modest expence'. Today,
the narrow Magdalen Passage [pictured] runs through the site. Six penitents were
admitted on the first day; by 1769, 1,500 had passed through its doors
(most having stayed for three years) - it was judged a success, and had
little difficulty in raising funds. (Typical collections from chapel
visitors were well over £1,000, whereas even the Foundling Hospital
could only raise £160.)
growing awareness of the pressures of 'urbanisation', and horror at the
fact that young teenagers were involved (one in seven residents were
under 15, several were younger, and a third had been betrayed before
that age) - the youth of the girls made an impact| Humanity in its utmost efforts pleads their cause more powerfully than anything I can offer on the subject; and I appeal to every mind, from its own experience, if there can be greater Objects of Compassion, than poor, young, thoughtless Females, plunged into ruin by those temptations to which their very youth and personal advantages exposes them, no less than those passions implanted by nature.... and by those endowed with superior faculties, and all the advantages of Education and fotune, what virtue can be proof against such formidable Seducers, who offer too commonly, and too profusely promise to transport the thoughtless Girls from Want, Confinement and Restraint of Passions, to Luxury, Liberty, Gaiety, Joy. |
![]() ![]() Lost to Virtue, you were lost to yourselves....Whither could you have fled from anguish, and from woe unutterable, cut off in the very blossom of your sins? early sacrifices, young and unpitied offerings to the remorseless Grave?.... 'Tis too affecting the review: I urge no more: only let your conversation be as becometh this great redemption: only labour to shew yourselves sensible of the exquisite blessings vouchsafed you....Here, saved from the threatening storm, you may look back and contemplate your danger, the more to inspire you with gratitude and praise. |
| This new convent is beyond Goodman's Fields, and I assure you would content any Catholic alive. The chapel is small and low, but neat, hung with Gothic paper and tablets of benefactions. At the west end were inclosed the sisterhood, above an hundred and thirty, all in greyish brown stuffs, broad handkerchiefs, and flat straw hats with a ribband pulled quite over their faces. As soon as we entered the chapel, the organ played, and the Magdalens sang a hymn in parts; you cannot imagine how well. The chapel was dressed with orange and myrtle, and there wanted nothing but a little incense, to drive away the devil - or to invite him. Prayers then began, psalms, and a sermon; the latter by a young clergyman, one Dodd; who contributed to the Popish idea one had imbibed by haranging entirely in the French style, and very eloquently and touchingly. He apostrophised the lost sheep, who sobbed and cried from their souls - so did my Lady Hertford and Fanny Pelham, till I believe the City dames took them both for Jane Shores [an interesting example of rhyming slang!] |
Although
deliberately called a 'hospital' because of the conviction that its
regime was therapeutic, there were certainly some ambiguous overtones
of the nunnery, in the way every detail was organised: anonymous and
drab clothing, strict rules about demeanour, conversation and
surveillance ('tell your story to no one'), diet, daily work and
worship. Wooden blinds covered the windows to stop prying eyes. Much of
this anticipated 19th century prison design and routine. Pictured is the frontispiece from Jonas Hanway's Thoughts on the Plan for a Magdalen House (1758) showing his ideals: note the rules on the wall, the spinning wheel, the open bible....
The Revd William Dodd
preached the inaugural sermon at the opening of the Magdalen Hospital,
and was retained as its chaplain at £100 a year - money he needed, for
he had developed a lavish lifestyle: in his own rather ridiculous
words, he was a zealous votary of the god of Dancing. He
was a popular and emotional society preacher, both at the Magdalen and
elsewhere. However, he does appear to have had a genuine and lasting
concern for the welfare of the residents, and certainly enabled the
institution to raise funds.
His
debts became so great that, foolishly, he forged a bond. This was a
capital offence, and he was tried and sentenced to hang in 1777. Samuel
Johnson was among the many who pleaded for clemency - and it was in
relation to Dodd that he made his famous remark Depend upon it Sir, when a man knows he is to be hanged
in a fortnight, it concentrates his mind wonderfully. But to no avail.
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