AN HOUR WITH PROFESSOR HOLLOWAY.
Mr. Editor, —Everybody has heard of Holloway’s Pills and Ointment, but everybody has not visited Holloway’s new establishment, in Oxford-street, London. Apart from any efficacy there may be attached to Holloway’s Pills or Ointment, the success of Holloway himself is in a great measure to be attributed to advertising in the press of nearly the whole world. Should any doubt exist in the mind of business men that advertising is of so much avail, the newspaper canvasser could find no better text than pointing the dubious to view with wonder the accumulated wealth and business of Professor Poll oway, whose likeness, in a neat frame, now lies on the table before mo. The Professor is a roan of years; and in spite of his earnest business activity, and his constant energy of character in distributing his pills over the whole globe, he has stood the wear and tear of life well. Tall and robust. Professor Hollway possesses a shrewd, businnes-like countenance ; he is a man who earnestly believes in the principle he espouses. Having occasion last week to walk into Holloway’s leviathan establishment, I commented upon the wonderful business that was being carried on there, when,-St the revest of the Professor, I was favored with the opportunity of being escorted through
all tha departments of his house, •which may be described as palatial; it is at a corner of New Oxford-street, and stands six stories high. Placing your foot on a marble step you enter what at the first moment .would appear a branch establishment of the Bank of England, in such a place as Liverpool or Manchester. Marble pillars support the beams, and the desks are of solid mahogany and brass. Here between thirty and forty clerks are busily engaged in correspondence, &c,, many of the letters being written in French, ltalian_ German, and Arabic. The methodical way in which the business is carried on it is as pleasing as it is remarkable. As the most complete establishment in the world for newspaper files and proper checking, according to the “Times,” Holloway’s stands pre-eminent. The cashier is stationed at a high desk at the end of the office, an '• has before him drawers with layers of gold and silver, precisely similar to those in front cashiers in banking firms. Your account being buly checked, the money is unceremoniously paid; and your business being concluded with despatch you leave accordingly. On the first floor there were something like a hundred young girls placing the pills irfboxes, and this department is presided over by a. number of la ’y overseers. On the same floor I observed the label-fixers, and further on two ladies who were engaged in looking over all the papers, to see that the advertisements are properly inserted : there are two because one revises the work of the other. Ascending to the next floor you enter the stationery and printing departments. Here are all the small anil large bills, so well known tn the public eye, judiciously arranged, while in another room they are directed for the different agents,to every town and village in the kingdom that boasts of a druggist’s shop. On the next floor you enter the news-rooms, where are kept, bound in file, all the foreign and colonial papers. “ 1 suppose you do a large trade in Australia” I remarked to the gentleman who showed me over thepremises. “One would think” said he “from the enormous consumption of our pills in Australia and elsewhere, that the people lived on them.” This newspaper file-room is a model place, and to me, as may be supposed, afforded intense interest. Upstairs again, and you enter the immense store-rooms, where thousands if not millions of boxes of pills and ointment are to be seen arranged in immense racks and cases. This number, I was told, was repl fished from week to week. We then descended the magnificent staircase, and passed the Professor's suite of rooms. Passing by the chief office I found myself with the guide in the basement. Hero are the immense packing-rooms for the despach of the medicines to the home and foreign markets. Immediately under a portion of the pavement of Oxford-street is made the wonderful secret medicine. But I must not forget the pill-making room, where there is a machine continually at work for making pills; lumps of pill-mass are put in at the top, and at the bottom they roll out by thousan's, the orthodox weight and shape; so that from that machine and from the hands of those dapper little men who superintendend it, come all the wonderful pills of Holloway, who prescribes for—and shall I add, allays the physical pains of—the whole world ! Your’s truly, ANTIQUARIAN. “Sussex Herald,” June 12, ISG9.
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Dunstan Times, Issue 391, 15 October 1869, Page 3
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793AN HOUR WITH PROFESSOR HOLLOWAY. Dunstan Times, Issue 391, 15 October 1869, Page 3
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