Ian Sutherland and Rudolph Kenna look at the changing pattern of
children's playthings over the last two centuries.
VICTORIA Regina -- Defender of the Faith and Empress of India --
reigned over the era that, for all practical purposes, invented modern
Christmas. Prince Albert played his part in the process, reputedly
introducing the ubiquitous Christmas tree to his adopted land. Albert
may have been wooden, but for Victoria he was the perfect match.
It's long been held that Victorian children were seen and not heard --
and historians argue that until the nineteenth century, childhood really
didn't exist at all. Children were, effectively, little adults. But as
Victorian Chrismas got spruced up, presents -- as often as not
thoroughly educational and selected to ''improve the shining hour'' --
started to appear at the bottom of the family tree.
Though various politicians failed to amuse Victoria in later life, as
a child she was delighted by toys and played with dolls until the age of
14. She has scarcely laid her presents aside when, in her nightie, she
received a Prime Minister, come to summon her to assume the throne.
As far as we know, Victoria had been spared from the worst (or best)
of her century's deeply improving presents. We'll simply never know what
small people made of the Scottish-produced Didactic Music Game of 1803.
This pedantic product really lived up to its name. Instructions read
like the codicil to a particularly complicated will. John Heyes, Curator
of Edinburgh's Museum of Childhood, has wryly included a rare specimen
in a ''Fun and Games'' exhibition running until mid-February.
Any Scottish child on a festive outing to Edinburgh City Arts Centre
and able to crack this one (the patents alone run to several pages) will
have a glittering future -- on Mastermind.
As nineteenth-century expertise -- and the juvenile Christmas present
market -- developed, Yuletide became something of a rally of the dolls.
Realism -- then as now -- was the name of the game. In 1878, Thomas
Edison patented the Phonograph Doll. She recited nursery rhymes. French
dolls were highly prized. They still are. One elaborately dressed
''Parisienne'' doll recently went for #4700 at a Christie's auction in
Glasgow.
Even today's Action Man had an ancestor of sorts. The early 1900s saw
a vogue for German-made sailor dolls, their cap bands emblazoned with
the names of famous British warships. Their little owners may well have
ended up at Jutland or on the Somme. Disturbing adult reality was never
far from the innocent make-believe of the Christmas nursery.
Boys of yesteryear went overboard on Christmas morning when tinplate
warships were unwrapped. Teutonic pre-eminence in the manufacture of
clockwork toys saw Gebruder Bing and Gebruder Marklin develop a
flourishing overseas trade -- exporting distinctly ''British'' warships
and locomotives for sale here. In the early 1900s, Bing's submarines
surfaced in Britain's toyshops -- and in 1909 Marklin proudly offered
their model of this country's new Dreadnought battleship, powered by
electricity.
Even before the First World War, war toys were viewed with suspicion
in certain quarters. In March 1914, at the Children's Welfare
Exhibition, held in London's Olympia Exhibition Hall, the National Peace
Council displayed a selection of ''peace toys,'' arranged before a
painted backdrop of the Peace Palace at The Hague. This optimistic
endeavour inspired Saki's scornful short story The Toys of Peace. .
Toy soldiers excited adults and children alike in Edwardian Britain.
The toy was occasionally father to the man. The young Winston Churchill
had an ''army'' 1500 strong, and prudently denied his brother -- another
toy soldier enthusiast -- the benefit of artillery.
The adult H. G. Wells mobilised toy armies on his sitting-room floor.
In his book Floor Games, published on the eve of the First World War,
the author of The War of the Worlds observed: ''You only have to play
out little wars three or four times to realise just what a blundering
thing Big War must be.''
The appropriately-named William Britain and Sons were brand leaders --
producing hollow-cast lead toy soldiers in the 1880s and still mustering
plastic mini-warriors in the 1950s. Britain's products smartly reflected
every change in warfare. During the Boer War, the firm turned out
Cameron Highlanders in newly-introduced khaki. In 1916 their kilties
came complete with shrapnel helmets, and around that time they also
marketed an Exploding Trench. This gruesome toy is now -- and hardly
surprisingly -- extremely rare. But children's playthings always seem to
have closely mirrored the world which produced them. Youngsters in the
Third Reich paraded table-top Sturmabteilungen before model Fuhrers.
Visitors to the ''Fun and Games'' exhibition can enter into the
delights of Blackout, featuring ARP workers, or Hang Out Your Washing on
the Siegfried Line -- at Christmas 1939 Woolworths sold the latter for
sixpence. There was presumably no similar spin-off from Dunkirk or
Stalingrad.
Christmas night might have come a little late to Scotland, but once it
had arrived Victorian retailers marketed toys with gusto. Glasgow's
Grand Colosseum warehouse promised ''Wild Jungle Beasts, Fairy Gipsy and
Witch, Fortune Tellers and Santa Claus'' -- in that order.
In Scotland's pre-war industrial warrents, children were lucky to get
a doll made -- with patent skill and love -- out of the heel of an old
and battered boot. At Springburn Labour Exchange on Christmas Eve 1926,
an unemployed father, turned down for money, nearly brained a buroo
clerk with an ink bottle.
By Christmas 1940, while adults relaxed with a seasonal glass of
''Convoy'' South African sherry, stores offered ''Navy Velour Siren
Suits'' as presents. Messrs Copland and Lye caught the Zeitgeist with
''Dolls in Service Dress -- 6/9 to 19/11.''
Retired GP Bill Souter recently acquired some Second World War toys
from a contents sale at Rowallan Castle. A beautifully made 3.7 inch
anti-aircraft gun was probably once part of a set complete with
battery-operated searchlights, a reminder of the omnipresent threat
posed by the Luftwaffe.
The head of that institution, Hermann Goering, was a model train
enthusiast -- with a huge ''O'' guage layout at Carinhall, his baronial
seat. Goering was known to give interviews to the foreign press while
standing at the control panel; at the flick of a switch, wire-operated
bombers swooped on the trains. It's interesting to speculate a little on
just how Goering may have come by his train set. Says Bill Souter:
''Most of the big pre-war German firms like Bing and Marklin were
Jewish-owned and they vanished after 1933.''
Collecting the Christmas presents of yesteryear can severely damage
your health. Bill Souter recalls one renowned collector whose expensive
obsession led to fatal malnutrition. His wife had fled years before.
Bill Souter none too seriously confesses: ''When I got married, I
looked for a house suitable for a model railway.'' His wife Margaret
soon caught the bug as well -- she's housemother to 70 venerable dolls.
Pride of place goes to an 1880s German clockwork walking and talking
doll which glides along on wheels set in the soles of her feet. A
Shirley Temple doll -- at present suffering from alopecia -- awaits a
new wig, on order from a specialist supplier based at Intercourse,
Pennsylvania.
Bill Souter treasures examples of Scotland's only known entry into the
model railway market. Bar Knight Ltd. -- co-funded by the proprietors of
Glasgow's Clyde Model Dockyard -- turned out ''O'' gauge locomotives in
the undercroft of St Enoch station. Bar Knight, now a precision
engineering firm, are still based in the city -- where they lovingly
keep two mint condition tank engines (in original boxes, with 1920s
guarantees) as a reminder of the company's Christmas past.
Bill Souter's loft railway contains no fewer than three precious Bar
Knights -- lined up on the tracks with the Basset Lowkes, the Bings, the
Hornbys, and the Exleys. Locos with names like ''The Puddock'' await
repair in his own ''Molendinar Locomotive Works.'' Wagons from Plean
colliery trundle past long-vanished stations like Dundee Central and
Glasgow Buchanan Street. Among the heterogeneous travelling public are
some of Basset Lowke's remarkably lifelike Distinguished Passengers --
including Amy Johnson in full flying kit.
Childhood dreams are turning into serious adult money. Dave Hall, head
of the collector's section at Christie's in Glasgow, has watched it
happen. ''For eleven years in the trade, I've been telling people that
the market for Dinky toys has peaked -- but it just keeps on going up
and up.'' Pre-war ''O'' gauge trains are ''out of sight.'' Dave Hall's
personal ''dream sale'' would have to include a three-feet-long 1930s
tinplate clockwork liner -- sold, in immaculate condition, for #10,000.
And any toy auctioneer would give his hammer hand to handle Marklin's
exploding train set -- designed for junior connoisseurs of railway
disasters. That could fetch up to #50,000.
Growing tribes of arctophiles have pushed prices of pre-1914 Stieff
teddy bears -- surely the original unisex Christmas toy? -- up to
similar levels. Bears are a bull market.
John Heyes, aware that Edinburgh's Museum of Childhood can't match
these prices, is currently appealing for a benefactor to donate a 1930s
Meccano Motor Car Contructor Set. ''And a few Dinky planes in original
boxes wouldn't come amiss either!''
Hard-pressed parents can sleep easier this Christmas. John Heyes
detects a trend away from high-tech toys -- towards traditional games
like Diabolo, a well-named Edwardian craze. The trick was to spin the
''diabolo'' on a string between two sticks, throw it into the air by
pulling the string taut, and catch it again on the string. If that
doesn't keep Junior quiet at Christmas, nothing will.
And futurologists may like to toy with a most unseasonal thought.
Peace toys did appear for some years after 1918. Britain's produced a
non-belligerent sanitary inspector, along with miniature farm animals
and agricultural machinery. But by the mid-1930s, field guns, armoured
cars, and fully equipped squaddies were back in the shops. From current
toyshop evidence, war toys have been demobilised -- and Britain's are
down on the farm again for the 1980s.
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