Once a Week (magazine)/Series 1/Volume 5/A phase of the paper question: the rag merchant in Brittany
A PHASE OF THE PAPER QUESTION.
THE RAG MERCHANT IN BRITTANY.
There live amongst the mountains of Bretagne a peculiar sort of tradespeople, called by the natives “Pillavers.” The pillaver is a nomadic rag-merchant, leading in every respect the life of a gipsy, except that he does not, like him, drag his family with him, but leaves them in some cave in the mountains to await his return from his trips through the country, where he purchases quantities of rags to re-sell them to the paper manufacturers. He goes from farm to farm, cottage to cottage, and hut to hut, where he announces his arrival by the lugubrious cry—“Pillaver! Pillaver!” His favourite haunts are the most wretched and poor huts, where he is sure to find his commodity. He is a sort of notorious hobgoblin, who knocks at the doors of the unhappy, and reminds them of their poverty. He is, therefore, hated and possibly shunned, while in rich families his call is considered an insult, and his knock is usually answered by “Be off! there are no rags here for you.”
“Very well,” rejoins the pillaver, in an ominously ironical tone, “I will come by-and-by,” and moves on to a near cottage to find what he seeks.
But even in the huts where a few rags are sold to him he is received with contempt and abhorrence, and is seldom allowed to advance as far as the fire-place. The rags are brought to him to the threshold, where the bargain is made. His honesty is so distrusted that even the poorest of the poor fear his thieving craft; he is—as the song goes—without church and religion.
We will cite, in illustration, a few stanzas of the popular song about the pillaver:—