Stephen Hull: The English Fountain Pen Industry 1875 – 1975

I’ll be guessing and speculating a little less in future. I won’t stop it entirely because that’s not in my nature, but I’ll have more of the answers.

Last year it was announced that Stephen Hull was to bring out his long-awaited book on the English fountain pen industry. It was to be on sale for the first time at one of the pen shows – I forget which one. It duly was, and it must have been a sell-out because none was available thereafter. I know, I searched the internet for it weekly. Last Tuesday my diligence was rewarded: Andy’s Pens had the book in stock. Within two minutes it was bought and paid for. Since then I’ve read it from cover to cover twice – the first time for the general impression and the second time with attention to detail.

I’ve written about the economics of publishing in the “old fountain pen” world before but it’s worth reiterating. If your hobby is a popular one like, f’rinstance, gardening, you can buy quite cheap books and magazines on the subject, because the publishers know that they will sell in the millions and they can keep the cost low. But you chose to be a pen aficionado, and it’s going to cost you. This book is priced at £55.00 plus postage, and it doesn’t come with Moroccan leather bindings and gold leaf titling. No, it’s spiral bound with cardboard covers protected by clear plastic. Even so, I don’t suppose Mr Hull will do much more than cover his costs.

I don’t care about the bindings. I didn’t buy it to admire it on the bookshelf. I bought it to read it, and good reading it is. The book covers everything from the industry greats like Mabie Todd and De La Rue down to pens I’ve heard of but never seen and even pens I’ve never heard of, that existed for a few years before disappearing. It fleshes out the dry bones of the fountain pen industry with the characters that made it what it became. The landscape of the industry becomes criss-crossed with links between one manufacturer and another. Shady deals and scandals are revealed and mysteries of the English pen world are laid out before us to puzzle over.

It also has that most precious thing, a really comprehensive index. That makes it a not just a reference work, but a truly useful one. In time to come, there won’t be many days when I don’t consult this book.

If you have an interest in English pens or even just a curiosity about how the pen world worked, back when it was a booming industry, this is for you. It’s my pen book of the decade.

Brown Marbled Wyvern Perfect Pen No81

Wyvern numbering puzzles me more than a little.

This is a Wyvern Perfect Pen No81. So is a more slender, longer pen. How does that work? Anyway, though they can be troublesome in some respects, I have a soft spot for Wyverns. They tend to lose gold plating on the clips, like this one, and not infrequently they display gaping lever apertures. This one has a touch of it, but it isn’t too bad. What makes up for these faults is that they make a pen that’s shaped well for the hand, comparatively wide in the centre of the barrel, narrowing just a little at each end. Then there’s that brown/gold/black pattern which I’m very fond of.

Finally, they have these beautiful nibs with the perky little Leicester dragon. They’re not just for looking at, those nibs. Some, like this one, are flexible, with excellent return.

The Atlas Pen

This black chased hard rubber flat-top turned up in a collection of pens I bought last week.

When I checked out the imprint neither “Loxley Bros, Sheffield” nor “The Atlas” appeared to have any connection with pen manufacture. Loxley Bros. turned out to be a large printing firm which had been liquidated a quarter of a century ago. In their day, they produced a range of materials from books to wartime propaganda and safety-at-work posters as well as greeting cards which appeared to be their mainstay.

Credt: Imperial War Museums

 

The promotional pen for a firm of printers is quite a common theme in British pens, Kenrick & Jefferson being a good example. As the pens reflected on their business, regardless of whether they were sold or given away, printers’ pens tended to be a cut above the average, as this one is. Whereas cheaper pens of the day (perhaps the late twenties) had straight-sided barrels and caps, this one is noticeably streamlined, in the barrel at least. Despite being well-used the chased pattern is clear, as is the barrel imprint. The threads are well cut and everything goes together very well.

But why “The Atlas”?

This is the stately entrance to Loxley Bros’ Atlas Works, proudly illustrated in one of their later promotional leaflets. Happily, though Loxley Bros. is long gone, this dignified building remains and it’s still a printing works.

My enquiries didn’t get anywhere in establishing who made this fine pen, but did uncover a corner of history.

Trapped Emails

Merely by chance I happened to discover that British Telecom in their wisdom (if you detect the sharp flavour of sarcasm there, your taste buds are not wrong) have applied a spam trap to my email accounts. I could never have guessed that they had done so, as a goodly measure of blatant spam gets through on a daily basis. Having been alerted to the presence of this spam trap I examined its contents. None of the more than one hundred emails in there was spam. Some of it was important. Worse, I found out that they delete everything when it reaches thirty days old.

The spam trap has now been turned off. I’m working through replies to unanswered mails, but if you have written to me and not received an answer please accept my apologies and write to me again. I always reply to emails (except when BT hides them from me).

I am left to wonder why my ISP would take it upon himself to block a sizeable proportion of my email. I wonder even more why it wouldn’t occur to him (her, them, it) to give me a hint that he was doing so. I am beyond wondering how it came to pass that the emails that were trapped were genuine while all the V14GRA ones got through…

I’m not off to a good start with my new ISP.

Even my assistant is displeased.

A Green Marbled Croxley

I was going to write about a different pen today but it was uncooperative and wouldn’t come apart for me, so that’s for another day. It takes time, patience and an absolute determination to have one’s way. In the end I will prevail and that uppity Wyvern will surrender to my will (cue evil laughter here).

I’ve had a lot of Croxleys lately, which is a good thing. They’re great pens with extremely good nibs, sometimes oblique, generally at least semi-flexible and often more. There are a couple of other Croxley models, but it’s this, the most common one that interests me today.

I suspect that these pens were made over a lengthy period. At first glance they’re all the same but on closer examination they’re not. There’s a noticeable difference in capped length between the longest and the shortest. To a degree, that’s almost universal in older pens. Measure twenty Waterman 52s and you’ll be unlikely to get two exactly the same. The difference I’m seeing in the Croxleys is greater than those minor variations, though.

Not infrequently, I take the clip screw off so that I can clean the cap and trim properly. Turns out there are two types of clip screw, one with an extremely long thread and the other much shorter. As the clip screw acts as an inner cap and determines where the pen will close firmly, there’s probably a relationship between pen length and which clip screw is used. Duh! I’ve been seeing this for a while without coming to any conclusions. Note to self: Try to be a little more observant!

And (you’re not supposed to start sentences with “and”. But I defy you, Syntax Police, and I might even start a sentence with “but”) here’s another thing. I haven’t missed this one by leaving the brain in neutral, I’ve just never seen one before: a two-tone 14ct gold Croxley nib. Two-tone nibs are uncommon in high-quality British pens, though plated ones are sometimes seen in low-cost pens. I would take them to be later rather than earlier, but perhaps that’s because they’re so common today. Regardless, it seems there was a period when Croxley nibs were plain gold and another time when they were two-tone. Whichever came first, there’s the possibility of a dating sequence there, which may combine with the long and short clip screws to give us a better idea of how this excellent pen developed.

My suspicion that the two-tone nib is later is immediately contradicted by the condition of this pen. It has some of the most worn plating I’ve seen on a Croxley, which would suggest that it had been around longer. Or maybe they scrimped on the plating on the later models. I don’t know, but I think some of these questions may ultimately be capable of being answered.

Anyway, I like the dark, almost bottle green in this pattern. It’s a nice pen and it will be a little nicer by time I’m done with it.

A Late Macniven & Cameron Waverley

Several years ago the market was suddenly flooded with black chased Macniven and Cameron eyedropper fillers. Boxed, and with an eyedropper that still worked, these pens were clearly New Old Stock. The story – or at least one of them – was, so far as I remember, that a crate of these pens was found when clearing out Macniven & Cameron’s old premises in Edinburgh. Whether or not that’s the true explanation for the sudden appearance of those pens, I suspect something similar is needed to explain these late lever-filler Waverleys with the stepped clip and leaf-shaped nib.

I’ve had several of these pens over the years, always showing little or no signs of use. Some, like this one, appear to have been filled with ink but I suspect that was done in very recent times, and these pens were unused until lately, so they may have formed another cache of NOS pens.

This midnight blue pen is a mixture of tradition and innovation. The pen closes with a clutch rather than screwing shut and the bright blue clip stud is shared with other very late M&C pens. On the other hand, the leaf-shaped nib harks back to the early days of the company and the stepped clip is in the Art Deco style, quite an anachronism by the post-war period.

All in all, it’s a beautiful pen and a pleasure to use. As is so often the case, the leaf-shaped nib flexes from fine to broad and a little more with minimal pressure. However, it is a pen of its time, and the castings of the clip and lever lack the hard-edged precision seen on M&C’s pens of the thirties. That said, if this is, as I suspect it may be, the last Waverley, it went out with its head held high. This is still a very fine pen. Macniven & Cameron seem to have avoided the ignominious fate of some of their rivals, turning out ever poorer and cheaper pens in a desperate attempt to hold on to a disappearing market.

I used to think that Macniven & Cameron were the only manufacturers who made the leaf-shaped nib, but not so. Perry had one in the twenties and there was the strangely-named Gaynor Swas-Tika, a very high quality pen whose spear-shaped nib had a bar over the top to reduce drying out of the ink. Lastly, I have a similar no-name one. There was a fashion for these nibs, it seems, but they all died away, leaving Macniven & Cameron to produce the last version, probably in this pen.

The Overwrappers And The Underwrappers.

I get pens in the mail just about every day. Despite the fact that it works out about twenty a week, each pen is still as exciting to unwrap as the first one I ever bought. There often is a fly in the ointment, though, and it centres around that word “unwrap”.

There are, it seems to me, three kinds of packers. There are those who use good materials to wrap a pen securely and still leave it easy to unwrap at the other end. They are very, very rare. Then there are the ones who throw the precious pen that I spent £50 on in an ordinary envelope and let it take its chances. Not even a padded bag – an ordinary envelope! They are all too common. Last, there’s the third kind. He knows you have to protect the pen but he doesn’t have any postal tubes or cardboard boxes, so he takes whatever may be to hand, in the knowledge that an abundance of bubble wrap and parcel tape will make up for any other shortcomings. I hate this one SO BAAAAD!!

This morning I got a splendid Macniven & Cameron Waverley (of which more another day). First, it had been wrapped in six layers of bubble wrap, secured by half a pound of parcel tape. This mess was placed in a small plastic tupperware-style box, and that was wrapped with many layers of that white-and-red “Fragile” tape which is made of the toughest substance in the known universe.

I broke a nail on it. I repair twenty pens a week and I never break a nail. Never.

No fate is too horrible for people who pack a pen in this way.

The Fleet Pen

Fountain pens do not exist in isolation: they have a rich cultural context if you can only find it. As more and more information finds a repository on the Web, individual pens can be understood in a way that transcends the usual discussion of materials, filler type and nib performance.

The Fleet Pen is often seen passing through eBay, in either this lever-filler form or the earlier eyedropper filler. It’s an unexceptional pen, well below the first rank of its day, but not at the bottom either. It’s quite well made, clearly capable of giving good service for years, as many of them clearly have done. At first glance, there’s little to distinguish it from the many other mid-range BCHR pens of the twenties.

But then there’s this:

which tells us that it’s a school pen because it’s advertised in a children’s comic paper. Comparatively complex calculations endeavour to convince the prospective customer that this pen is a bargain – and perhaps it is, as it’s to some degree a sales promotion for the paper. However, it isn’t quite a purely promotional pen. The Typhoo Tea pen was sold in this way, as were a host of other pens sold under the names of newspapers. Unlike them, the Fleet Pen is not named for the product, and it has similar promotions in other children’s papers. It stands as a pen brand in its own right but in a clever association with these papers gets right to its target audience and doubtless recoups some of the cost of discounting by giving the paper an opportunity to promote itself. Three shillings and thirteen coupons for a gold-nibbed self-filling pen sounds like a pretty good deal!

The advertisement is from The Magnet, a paper for boys that was at the height of its popularity in the 1920s, when it featured tales of Greyfriars school and the clownish gourmand, Billy Bunter. These characters will be well known to British pen collectors of a certain age and will mean not a thing to our American and Canadian counterparts. The Magnet, from a sociological viewpoint, was an odd publication. It appealed to a wide audience, but its stories were set in that bastion of moneyed privilege, the public (i.e. private) school. Some of the readily accepted views of those times might cause a raised eyebrow now. They were commendably free of racism but the basis of the Bunter tales was rampant fatism! Still as long as they all had their Fleet pens…

The other paper I found advertising for The Fleet Pen in was The Children’s Newspaper, a more serious, perhaps more democratic publication that catered for children of all ages. On the same page as the Fleet Pen advertisement, there’s this one for Hudson’s soap. It has lots of charm but I wonder how it was meant to work – were little girls expected to plead with their mothers to buy Hudson’s soap?

So that’s The Fleet Pen. It took me on a wander through the children’s literature of ninety years ago. I’ll never think of Fleet pens in quite the same way again.

Let There Be Light!

There have been less posts this last week or two. Mea culpa, but I plead in mitigation that life has been thoroughly hectic and every little niggling thing that takes forever to fix went wrong in that time. While I’m doing the sackcloth and ashes bit, you may have noticed that the standard of my photos has dropped from the just-about-acceptable to the frankly awful. Wherever it’s possible I use daylight, because it gives the truest image. Trouble is, here in the Northern Highlands daylight can be a scarce commodity for a few months either side of the autumnal equinox, and this year especially the cloud cover has come down like the lid on a shoe box. I did have a light-box but it was a pain to set up, and the best my – perhaps economical – lamps could emit was a weak and sickly light. So, weary with hunting for light I went out and bought some.

‘Twas pricey but it’s the bee’s knees. It gives me an adequacy, nay, an overabundance of light. Clearly, I’ll have to make some adjustments to my camera-wrangling technique to allow for that and there will be a period of learning but it’s a relief to know that I can take photos now whenever I want, and not have to wait for a brief break in the Cloud Cover of Doom that we’ve suffered all winter. By the way, those dishes on the floor belong to the cat. Best to leave them alone. She’s a Very Big Cat with a personality defect. We mostly let her have her own way.

I tried the new set-up on this handsome marbled plum/black Conway Stewart 55 and its Duro nib. The 55 and to some degree its smaller cousin the 388 seem to be pens in transition, different from their predecessors but having not yet made the decisive jump that was to come, to the baguette-shaped pens of the late forties and fifties. The 55 is less streamlined than its predecessor the 45, making it appear shorter and quite chunky, though actually they are the same length and diameter. It’s a pen designed to impress, and it does. The narrow/medium/narrow cap bands signal that this is an expensive pen, and if you don’t get the message, the big Duro nib is there to emphasise it