PART I
The Advent of the Lower Depths
1
In the Den of Horror
The history of the lower depths is complex. It interweaves a thousand motifs, a thousand referencesâsome are lost in the darkness of time, but others continue to envelop us. My ambition is precisely to unpick the subtle weave of their interlacing. First we have to enter into the heart of this sordid universe to describe more closely the horrid images that were forged by contemporaries. In this chapter I invite you to explore the underworld in all its forms in the era of its heydayâbetween the 1830s and the Second World War. This voyage is sometimes difficult, but I will try to be neither complacent nor sensational. First I describe, expose, and unflinchingly paint the content of the lower depths. We must enter (without shuddering or flinching) the âworld underneath the worldâ evoked by the Goncourt brothers in 18641 and discover the main characters who dwelt there. The description provided here is a place that does not actually exist anywhere; rather, it emerges from a multitude of inquiries, accounts, reporting, and also from myriad fictions that endeavored for more than a century to depict the places of poverty and perdition. This is what I call the social imaginary, which I am trying to restore in letter and spirit, just as Eugène Sue announced on the threshold of writing his Mystères de Paris: âReaders [are] forewarned about the excursion that I am offering among the [inhabitants] of this infernal race that peoples the prisons and penal colonies, and whose blood reddens the scaffolds.â2
CITIES IN CRISIS
The underworld, as stated in the introduction, refers simultaneously to places, individuals, and behaviors. But places come first: they constitute the dĂŠcor in which the whole history is rooted. The expression first appeared at the beginning of the nineteenth century, the heyday of neo-Hippocratism, a medical theory that closely linked topographies and moral characteristics. Therefore, the bas-fonds were embodied in precise spaces that were intrinsically linked to the experience of the city. This point is crucial. In the peasant and rural societies of France and modern Europe at that time, there was no underworld. Poverty, crime, rape, and incest did indeed dwell in the depths of the rural worldâand perhaps especially thereâbut the lower depths and underworld existed only in large cities. The children of Sodom and Babylon bear the mark of an âurbanophobiaâ that was exacerbated in the nineteenth century.
The corrupting influence of the city had been long decried, but the threat was most markedly perceived at the heart of the âurban crisesâ in the first half of the nineteenth century. The city that engendered the bas-fonds is always the âold cityâ: aging, congested, saturated, agitated by social tensions, and enflamed by the impulses of its imagination. Before Baron Haussmann redesigned Paris in the 1870s, it was overpopulated and overheated, dirty, oozing, and labyrinthineâand no doubt constituted the archetype of this city âin crisis.â It was âGothic, black, dark, obscure, muddy and feverish, the city of shadows, disorder, violence, poverty, and blood!â wrote Jules Janin in 1843, who, like so many others, depicted the âintersections of houses, dead-end and forked streets, mazes, crossroads [as] ⌠great muddy and bloody spaces in which various tricksters of both sexes were stewing.â3 Thus the standard scene became implanted. This is the Paris of police inspector Vidocq and novelist Balzac, the heart of a citĂŠ that was described by a chief of police as a maze of âmurderous streets,â stinking alleys, dark staircases, âhumid and infected backstreets, with houses the color of mud,â and peopled with indigents, brigandsâin short âhuman vermin among whom the most monstrous crimes were engendered.â4
So it was not by chance that Paris in 1840 spawned the âbas-fondsâ expression. In the following year, in the first police story in Western literature, Edgar Allan Poe situated the action of âMurders at the Rue Morgueâ in Paris (although he never went there). And one year later, in 1842, Eugène Sue inaugurated the genre of âurban mysteriesâ that in less than two decades came to cover all the cities of the world. It was in this Parisian âlabyrinth of obscure, narrow, and winding streets which extends from the Palais de Justice to Notre-Dameâ5 that the bas-fonds befell modernity.
But Parisâs preeminence lasted for only a short time. Although Walter Benjamin would later promote Paris as the âcapital of the nineteenth century,â at the time it had to share the title of âcapital of the lower depthsâ with many other cities. All the old Gothic cities in France demonstrated their claim to the title: Rouenâs Martinville and Saint-Hilaire neighborhoods assembled âwhat the city has that is most shameful and saddest: vice and crime.â6 Ports and manufacturing cities quickly entered the contest. Social inquiries at the beginning of the century showed how Lille, Nantes, Amiens, Saint-Ătienne, Lyon, Mulhouse, and so many others had crammed into their peripheral areas or into their cellars the new âbarbariansâ begotten by industrialization. Southern France was not spared; into the âlabyrinth of thousands of dirty, dark streets that comprised primitive Marseilleâ pressed a population of drunkards, beggars, sailors, thugs, and prostitutes. âIt seemed as if Eugène Sue had passed this way to glean some sensational scenes.â7
And then there was London, which in this respect had no reason to envy Paris. Although the bas-fonds were unknown there, the city did have its slums, dens, rookeriesâand soon its underworldâto make it a hive of vice. London was the great dark Babylon, âthe Great Wenâ as the radical William Cobbett called it in 1820. Rarely had the city been invested with such a corrupting influence: citizens denounced its denizensâ criminality, laziness, immorality, debauchery, drunkenness, and irreligion. Later on, in the 1880s, it would be the universal whore-shop, the worldâs bordello, notable for perversion and prostitution. It was a hideous city, ragged, corrupt, perverted, âa gigantic laboratory of corruption of all kinds of crime [âŚ] which pulls the rest of England to the bottom with it,â as Charles Trevelyan wrote in the Times.8 Throughout the century, London was subject to almost obsessional mapping to describe in menu fashion the convolution of beggary, workhouses, backstreet slums, and infamous pubs where gin flowed freely. Around 1840, the St. Giles and Covent Garden areas in the heart of the old city constituted an immense slum of more than 4 hectares, nicknamed the Holy Land: âA very dense mass of shacks so decrepit that they had to avoid collapsing, narrow and sinuous alleys, rivulets of stagnant water, trash, discolored walls.â9 The city entered by the youth at the beginning of the Mysteries of London is a âlabyrinth of dirty and narrow streets which lies in the immediate vicinity of the northwestern angle of Smithfield-Market.â Further on someone recalls ârevolting streets which branch off from that Smithfield. It seemed to me that I was wandering amongst all the haunts of crimes and appalling penury of which I had read in romances, but which I never could have believed to exist in the very heart of the metropolis of the world.â10 When part of the neighborhood was torn down in 1847, the center of gravity shifted to the east, toward the East End, a mixture of quays, docks, shacks, abattoirs, and tanneries. âA vast continent of vice, crime, and poverty,â11 which at the end of the century incarnated the whole horror of London and which the crimes of Jack the Ripper in 1888 would make known to the entire world.
What London did on a grand stage, other British cities realized on a more modest scaleâLiverpool with its Waterloo Road area, Birmingham with St. Mary and St. Lawrenceâand Edinburgh resonated with the terrible murders of the âresurrectionistsâ Burke and Hare, who, in 1827, assassinated their tenants and sold their bodies for dissection. Manchester was no better, with its low quarters âwith repugnant visions/sights and intolerable stench, where all the garbage, filthy water and muck of houses and basements were putrefying in the streets,â as Geraldine Jewsbury described in Marian Withers in 1851.12 Nineteenth-century cities everywhere, which had become gangrenous due to an expansion that piled up migrants in unfit living conditions, were exhibiting their lower depths.
The Old World soon had rivals. The resumption of colonial expansion quickly accentuated the ports and major colonial cities, such as Bombay, Algiers, Tangier, and Manila, where indigence and prostitution were tinged with racist overtones. Shanghai became the âbrothel of Asiaâ and had both sumptuous mansions and sailorsâ hovels, nailed-together huts, and whorehouses âmade of woven bamboo and daub.â13 Leopoldville in the Belgian Congo was a lair of thieves, pimps, and a ârabble of downgraded and lazy blacks who have taken from civilization what is least good.â14 International migrations generated the exceptional growth in the lower depths of the New World. New York, the bridgehead of immigration to the United States, was the first affected. By 1830, Five Points, a muddy intersection in the south of Manhattan, concentrated all the evils that assailed the young nation: poverty, violence, prostitution, and crime. It was the âcesspool of all the depravity of human natureâ declared Thomas Jefferson.15 Henceforth (and for a long time) New York was the wicked city. But soon all U.S. cities were affected to the extent that by 1850 almost every one already had a âmysteriesâ publication: Boston, Philadelphia, St. Louis, New Orleans, Rochester, Charleston, Lowell, and so on.16 In South America in the 1880s, Buenos Aires was counted as the epicenter of new underworlds, as an immense bordello fallen into the hands of procurers and ruffians, but also containing a population of professional thieves, children of the streets, scrawny migrants, and fanatical anarchists.17 Elsewhere in the Americas, Rio, Montevideo, Caracas, and Panama each possessed its neighborhood known for poverty and debauchery.
âA WORLD UNDERNEATH A WORLDâ
As an urban reality, the lower depths did not occupy the entire city. Two types of spaces were reserved for it: on one hand, downtrodden zones that were depressed, dirty, poor, and forsaken, the sordid margins with their muddy alleys, dives, and wastelands, and âmucky holes with unfinished constructionsâ;18 and on the other hand, places of authority, veritable legal underworlds that unwillingly concentrated all sorts of marginal types: prisons, penitentiaries, hospices, asylums, and workhouses.
A common trait, inscribed in the same âlowerâ term that designated them, located these repugnant places as essentially âdown belowâ: caves, cellars, underground passages, pits, chasms, catacombs, sewers, and âmines.â Hundreds of examples could be taken from all kinds of sources. In Nantes, all the vices, urban infamy, and immorality seemed to be concentrated around the âquay of the Pitââwhose name says it all. It was the lowest part of the city that bordered the port, and it contained the hovels, shacks, whorehouses, dives, greasy streets, and garbage.19 âWe are leaving out the black walls that retain the viscous air, the basest human odors, the mildew exhaled by superimposed cellars [âŚ]. In the evening, the knives are out somewhere or other.â20 In Lille, it was the cellarsââthis bleak hellâ so disgraceful to Victor Hugo in the Châtiments (Punishments, 1853)âwhere the poor were described as âphantoms who are there in underground rooms.â In Paris, the worst places are those into which one can sink. The tapisfrancs (grog shops) are âcabarets on the lowest floor,â dens such as the Bras-Rouge, the âBloody Heartâ (the subterranean cabaret of Mystères de Paris), or the Trou-Ă -vin (Wine Hole) in Mendiants de Paris (Beggars of Paris), a âcavern,â a âlow room.â Everywhere in the city were âfoul cellars, lit by basement windows reaching the daylight only at the level of gutters,â and, of course, the catacombs celebrated in the stories of Elie Berthet and Pierre Zaccone.21 Even in 1929 Henri Danjou still took pleasure in leading the reader into this âcity of the dead, [âŚ] a city of labyrinths,â with its cadavers and its mysteries.22 In Buenos Aires, the most sordid quarter was La Boca, which Albert Londres described as the âbottom of the bottom,â where one could not âreasonably descend lower.â23 And yet a few years earlier there had been worse. Jules Huret remembers El Bajo, âa working-class quarter, partly taken back from the waters of the Rio [âŚ] It was the dumping ground for dead animals, garbage, and rotten fish. Disreputable people gathered there in the lowest sort of dives.â24 The Berlin Unterwelt was âtruly a subterranean world which from cellar to cellar, from dive to dive, from one cut-throat area to another, extended its ramifications under the surface of Berlin.â25 Of course, a few places could prove the exception. Squalid and repulsive in Western eyes, the Kasbah of Algiers was in fact on a promontory with an interminable stairway that rose toward increasingly sordid heights. The worst one was the highest, the street of the Zouaves where âa tribe of gypsies camped on the summit.â26 In effect, the Kasbah was an inverted lower depths that resulted from its colonial nature.
Of course, the concentration of marginal people in depressed places was due to social constraints: these were often the only places left to them. Some places might serve as refuge, such as the Parisian perimeterâs âAmerican quarriesâ and their plaster ovens, which were occupied in the nineteenth century by Parisian vagabonds, or the dens used for fomenting crimes. In London, the Adelphi arches played the same role. The Orgères Bandâa âhordeââlived underground.27 In Paris, a criminal gang known as the âGrouilleursâ arranged its den in ...