The Ghost in the Looking Glass by Christina Walkley - review by Margot Strickland

Margot Strickland

Spectral Apparel

The Ghost in the Looking Glass


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A hundred years ago to be one of a million Englishwomen was to be doomed. Even intelligent and educated girls could not get a post as a governess – there were too many. Hundreds of thousands resorted to plying their needle in the genteel trade of dressmaking for the wealthy middle and upper classes. Ironically the great Victorian families whose hobby was doing good were the best customers, unaware that they were wearing spectral apparel. Tubercle bacillus, cholera, measles and typhus germs were coughed and breathed into the fabric by the girls who stitched themselves to death. More girls blinded themselves sewing black bombazine to be festooned with jet beads, fringing and braid by the mile, in which ladies mourned their dead. The girls were packed into airless rooms beneath gas-lamps each of which took up five times the oxygen one girl needed to stay alive. In their love-starved and stunted lives they became emotionally dependent on the garments they sewed and the fashionable women who would wear them. The excitement of the Season when they worked all night was the nearest they got to fun.

When a twenty-year-old girl employed by the best modiste in London, Madame Elise of Regent Street, (alias Mr & Mrs Isaacson), court dressmaker to the Princess of Wales, was found dead in 1863, one of her friends wrote to the Times. The tragedy no one had noticed was aired and

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