Johan Ludolph and Anne Marie Granberg
1842 - 1844
Rosenborggade 213, Copenhagen
in August 1842 Johan Ludolph Granberg searched for
permission to manufacture of matches .
He had
learned this by carpenter H. D.
Schmilau who worked in Ludolph´s father's carpentry workshop .
He planed to bring the plant in a lease in Adel Street , but as
the fire department should inspect the rooms in the basement of
Rosenborggaden , where he intended to have his outlet ,
they noted that these rooms were also suitable for manufacturing
, why he choosed to build the factory here instead
.
But when he
got the authorization the 6th of
December 1842 , he was dead by a congenital infirmity and his
mother , Anne Marie Granberg choose immediately to apply for
permission to take her son's license when she , as she probably
exaggerates , already has invested over 1000 rigsdaler in the
construction of the factory.
She
received the grant as the carpenter H. D.
Schmilau promised to controle the production and make sure that
everything is properly closed and turned off at the end of each
workday .
In addition to Schmilau , 5 poor children are working in the
factory in 1843 which produces approx.
60 gros ( 8,500 pcs)
per year.
In the industry registration lists she notes, that she
consume different kinds of materials to approx.
30 rigsdaler.
It is likely that her alleged investment of 1000 rigsdaler is
somewhat exaggerated and in any case not commensurate with her
production, which, based on a price of whole 2 rigsdaler per .
gros
will bring 120 rigsdaler annually , i.e.
earnings of
less than 100 rigsdaler .
It is not known how long the factory produces , but Anne Marie
Granberg dies in 1847 , after which her son-in-law takes over
the property and renting basement rooms out to a small
shopkeeper .
As a curiosity it can be told that while Anne Marie Granberg
runs her match factory in the basement and in the years
following , she had an overcrowded "hotel" in the rest of the
house - a so-called Pjaltenborg (Castle of rags) for poor
travelers craftsmen and low class people.
This Pjaltenborg however immortalized when Adolf von der Recke
wrote the ballad " Pjaltenborgs fire " after the property
totally burned down in just three hours on a cold icy night on
the 20th of
March 1850
and 3 people inside burned :
Den vægter standser i sit vers,
brand, han brøler og gør kommers,
det klemter støt i tårnets top,
sprøjterne kommer i fuld galop.
Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia, hopsasa!
Julia, Julia, søde Julia!
Hej, vægter, hvor skal slaget stå?
Oppe på hjørnet af Aabenraa.
Ih, Gud bevares skal den sorg
ramme det prægtige Pjaltenborg.
Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia, hopsasa!
Julia, Julia, søde Julia!
I borgen borde der en flok
lasarusser - det ved jeg nok -
men fine folk man også fandt,
jøsses, der bo'de en løjtenant.
Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia, hopsasa!
Julia, Julia, søde Julia!
Og hvem der nu i sengen lå,
nåede knap at få bukser på,
men hvem der stod og sov, hurra,
frelste sit liv og sit tøj endda.
Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia, hopsasa!
Julia, Julia, søde Julia!
Og der kom en og der kom to,
en på bare ben, en på sko,
en kom med hat, og den var grå,
og så havde han sokker på.
Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia, hopsasa!
Julia, Julia, søde Julia!
En drukken mand de slæbte ned,
mens til værten han råbte vred:
Fir' skilling gav jeg dig, min ven,
må jeg be' om de to igen.
Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia, hopsasa!
Julia, Julia, søde Julia!
Hvor mange men'sker der er brændt,
er mig endnu ikke ret bekendt, -
og hvem det er, man kan ej se,
thi man finder kun maverne.
Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia, hopsasa!
Julia, Julia, søde Julia!
En kemisk svovlstik, blev der sagt,
har vort Pjaltenborg ødelagt -
hvad er da verdens glans og skin
alt mod en usselig fyrrepind.
Julia, Julia, Julia, Julia, hopsasa!
Julia, Julia, søde Julia!
