Sugar refining was the leading industry in St George's in the East
fifty years ago. Many of the refineries have been pulled down, others
are now warehouses. The 'waning' began about 25 years ago. Year by year
these refineries were closed; not one is now left; the last was closed
about 1885. But old inhabitants will remember the old names: Hall and
Boyd, J. and C. Bowman, John Davis, Dames, Wackerbarth, Goodhard,
Kück, Schröder, Wainwright and Gadesden, David
Martineau and
Sons. A splendid Board School has just been built in Christian Street
where the largest refinery stood, and which boasted the tallest chimney
in London.
Sugar refining was for years the thriving business in S.
George's. Very many hundreds of tons of sugar were manufactured weekly
by the local refiners. These sugars were made from 'cane', and they
were known to the trade as 'Titlers' (i.e. loaf), 'crushed', 'pieces',
'Bastard's Treacle'. Many allied trades flourished side by side with
the refineries: coopers, carmen, charcoal burners, engineers, string
and paper merchants, 'spice' men ['spice'
was the euphemism for
bullocks' blood, used in the clarifying process]. S.
George's streets
were full of life in those days from very early morning till dark and
after. Waggons delivering hogsheads and bags of raw sugar; strings of
carmen and carriers fetching away the refined; and from 9 to noon
buyers from Mincing Lance walked briskly around the parish with samples
in purple paper under their arms, calling at the many counting houses
to bargain. It was a queer sight after dark to peer through the areas
of the refineries and to see the half naked sugar bakers (as the
'hands' were called) scuttling about the basement and pouring the
boiling sugar, from pans which they carried, into sugar moulds.
The sugar bakers lived in the refineries; it was thought right to have
them on the spot in case of fire. A fire meant havoc indeed! Twice in
thirty years Martineau's in Christian Street was burnt down, each time
with a loss of more than £50,000. The sugar bakers in those
days
were all Germans, chiefly Hanoverians. It was said that Germans stood
the heat better than English. The temperature in a refinery was high
throughout, in the stoves which men had to work in daily it was 140
degrees Fahr. More probably the reason for German labour was that the
industry was originally German, managed by a German ('Boiler' was his
technical name), who liked to have his own little colony about him.
Beyond question the sugar bakers were good fellows, hard working,
cheery, loyal and steady. They came to England as lads and saved their
money. In due time they went into the 'Public' line in our Parish, or
returned to Hanover to marry an old sweetheart and to farm. The work in
a refinery was long and hard and hot. The wages were good, and there
was unlimited beer. The beer was a local 'sixpenny', and the average
consumption was two gallons a day per head. If one walked about our
streets then one often saw at the open door or window half naked
well-fed Germans joking and laughing in the pauses of the work. They
mostly ate beefsteaks.
These were the 'good old days' of the trade.
Presently beet sugar crept
in, and the conditions of the manufacture were no longer the same. The
East End refiners struggled manfully with the change, but when
'bounty-fed' loaf sugar from France and Belgium flooded the home
market, one after another they succumbed. They could not make a living
when Paris loaf sugar was being sold in Paris - apart from the question
of duty - a good deal dearer than the same Paris sugar was being sold
in London.
It is often asked how, in the teeth of this, did Henry Tate [of Tate
& Lyle], the London refiner, become a millionaire?
Among other
reasons three are suggested. (1) His refinery was not in S. George's,
but on the riverside; (2) He secured a valuable patent, that of making
loaf sugar into cubes; (3) He was an exceptionally able business man,
and had previously been very successful in Liverpool.
The German names still to be seen over some of the taverns and shops,
and that excellent charity 'The Society of United Friends', still
survive. [This refers to an Amicable Society established in Greenwich in
1834, rather than to the Owenite splinter group of the same name.]
There is little else left now of S. George's palmy sugar
refining days.
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