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Frank Thomas Bullen. Confessions of a Tradesman
Confessions of a Tradesman
Table of Contents
PREFACE
CHAPTER I ENTERING BUSINESS
CHAPTER II CONTINUED TROUBLE
CHAPTER III FREEDOM AND WANT
CHAPTER IV MY TRADE APPRENTICESHIP FINISHES
CHAPTER V INTO TRADE IN SPITE OF MYSELF
CHAPTER VI DEVELOPMENTS
CHAPTER VII I TAKE A SHOP
CHAPTER VIII GETTING BROKEN IN
CHAPTER IX IN HARNESS
CHAPTER X THE COTTAGE ORNÉE
CHAPTER XI NEARING THE END
CHAPTER XII TOWARDS CAREY STREET
CHAPTER XIII COLLAPSE
CHAPTER XIV RELIEF AT LAST
CHAPTER XV LEGAL EXPERIENCES
CHAPTER XVI THROUGH TO FREEDOM
CHAPTER XVII THE DAY DAWNS
CHAPTER XVIII THE JOY OF SUCCESS
CHAPTER XIX CONCLUSION
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Frank Thomas Bullen
Published by Good Press, 2021
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I do not know how long this strenuous employment claimed me, but I know that I was one day discharged suddenly without explanation. The only reason I can assign is that some of my petty pilferings of milk had been discovered, and the only excuse I can give is that of all my earnings I never had a halfpenny to call my own—it all went for my keep.
Why or how I went to my next place I shall never know. It is to me and always has been a profound mystery. It was at a "lath-render's," a place where laths were made by hand from curved fillets of Russian pine, with a groove down the centre as if showing whence the pith had been removed, that had often aroused my wonder as to their use. I was to receive, as far as I remember, small wages, and certainly no food, but I was to learn the business! But my only occupation while I was there was to tie up chips for sale and keep the fire going in the stove, although I watched the men splitting the long laths from the billets with a sort of hatchet with keenest interest. Ah, yes, I used to saw the billets into lengths, I remember, but not to any extent. I was too small for such strenuous labour.
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