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Have You Got Your Hanky?—Reflecting on My Personal Collection

Updated on June 24, 2017
My Silk Handkerchief
My Silk Handkerchief | Source

Hanky History

Have you got your hanky? How many times have you heard that? My mother said it to my sister and me, and I'm sure your Mother said it to you, too. I know I said it daily to my five children each morning as they went off to school and I think my long-suffering husband came in for it, too!

As I looked through my hanky treasure box, I began to wonder about the history of the handkerchief. Back in the dim, dark ages, we studied Shakespeare's 'Othello, the Moor of Venice' and perhaps you did, too. The first gift Othello gave Desdemona was a handkerchief, and much of the play centres on that gift, and ends with murder and suicide!

Way back in Greek and Roman times handkerchiefs were used, but they did not become popular in Europe until the Middle Ages. William Shakespeare was born in 1564, and that's quite a while back, but it's around that time that the handkerchief became a fashion statement in Europe.

The first person recorded at that time to have used a cloth for wiping his nose was Richard II, whose life was also dramatised by Shakespeare in 'The Life and Death of King Richard II' and he lived in the 1300s!

In Europe, the handkerchief mostly began as a kerchief, for covering the head, so it was close at hand when something was needed for many purposes. We still use it as a kerchief, but also—shall I say it? For dusting off our shoes, for tying up small things, so we won't lose them, to dab a wound, to bandage a sore finger.. the list goes on.

Some Interesting Points

Fabrics Used: Probably long ago, most handkerchiefs were made of squares of linen, but then other materials were used, including silk and cotton.

Handkerchiefs are Healthy: When soaked in salty water or disinfectant after use, and ironed with a hot iron, handkerchiefs do not spread germs around.

Handkerchiefs are Environmentally Friendly: They can be used again and again and are not left lying around in bins or on the floor as litter, as often occurs with tissues.

The Handkerchief as a Fashion Statement: There are several ways to fold a handkerchief, and it's quite an art, especially when used in the top pocket of a man's suit.

My Personal Collection

I have a collection of hankies that have quite a history in my life.

I have a dim remembrance of the Great Depression, and my mother making and hand-hemming 'everyday' hankies from worn pillow-slips and old sheets, but the first in my collection is the tiny silk one pictured above. When I was about three years old I began in the Kindergarten of a private school, and I remember that it was given to me to keep in my pocket at my first 'Speech Night and Prize Giving' at the end of the year. For some reason I also connect it with a little silk Union Jack I was given to wave on the exciting occasion of the Coronation of King George VI on 11 December 1936.

A Prize Hanky
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A Prize Winner's Hanky

The next hanky in my treasure box was from the war-time. We had moved from the Bayside into Melbourne (Australia) to save petrol. One month our school held a competition for the biggest potato. All the potatoes were to go to the local Hospital to help feed the patients.

I can't remember how big my spud was, but it didn't come out of Dad's vegetable garden that supplied much of our needs, but from the local green-grocer and weighed quite a bit.

My prize was two handkerchiefs, a green and a blue, with my initials on them. I was so proud of those hankies from the taties! I only have one left now, and much of it is in tatters.

Father's Gift
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Father's Gift

Dad was not much of a gift-giver, he usually left that to Mother, but the year I turned fourteen he gave me a handkerchief and a pair of stockings. Both were special, as we usually wore either woollen stockings in the winter or lisle in the summer. It was a real grown-up gift as well as a big surprise.

A Teen's Special
A Teen's Special | Source

Late Teens

In my late teens, when I had graduated from school I was in College. It was great fun learning to be a teacher with new friends.

Where we had worn ties with our school uniform, it became the fashion to pin a bright handkerchief on our shirts. This seems to be the only one that has survived. I think it was made of one of the early man-made fabrics, rayon.

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Special for a Wedding
Special for a Wedding | Source

A Wedding Handkerchief

This handkerchief was chosen by my mother for me to carry at my wedding. I almost needed it, too! It wasn't the bride who was late, as our home was next-door but one to the church, but my fiancé, who was supposed to drop off the bouquets without seeing me, did not turn up when expected. I was becoming more nervous by the minute and it's lucky that handkerchief isn't in shreds. I was sure he had changed his mind.

Eventually he arrived - half an hour late! Our Best Man had only been married for two weeks and his wife had overslept.

Grandma's Hanky
Grandma's Hanky | Source

Motherhood Hanky

This hanky was my Grandmother's, and could well have been my Great-Grandmother's; she died in 1922 in Kalgoorlie, Western Australia.

When my Grandmother died in June, 1948, it became my Mother's, and when she died in 1982, it became mine.

Hanky with a History
Hanky with a History | Source

Hanky with a History

There's an interesting story attached to this handkerchief. Some years ago I was told it was at least 130 years old - and that was about 18 years ago! My husband and I had retired and he was invited to speak at a church in Woodend (Victoria, Australia). Later, a lady who lived next to the church came to speak to him. She had seen his name and wanted to return a handkerchief. Her family had lived near my husband's family in Elsternwick and when her daughter, I think her name was Vera, was to be married, my Mother-in-law wanted to give her something, but had come from England, intending to return, and did not have much. The only thing the bride needed was 'Something Borrowed', so the offer worked well.

My Mother-in-law's treasured handkerchief was carried for the wedding, but not returned until many years later. Sadly, she had died, so my husband kept it.

Conclusion

Oh, dear, where did I put my hanky? No hanky-panky now, it was in that pocket!

Excuse me!

Aaaah-tishoooo!!

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 8 weeks ago from Victoria, Australia

      Louise Powles: I'm so glad the you share my interest in the history of even the smallest things we have and use every day. Thank you.

      Gina Welds Hulse: For us females, the bosom is a great place to hide a hanky when some of our garments don't provide pockets. I often find it most frustrating that our clothes often lack such things.

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      Gina Welds Hulse 8 weeks ago from Rockledge, Florida

      I was actually looking at my handkerchief collection recently, and wondering why more people don't use them more. It was all I used when I was growing up. I remember my grandmother always had one in her bosom. Thanks for sharing your collection, and the trip in time.

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      Louise Powles 2 months ago from Norfolk, England

      I'm always using hanky's. I've got a mixture of both - throw away ones and ones that I like to keep and use again and again. I do love hanky's with history. Your article was interesting to read. =)

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 2 months ago from Victoria, Australia

      Doris Isaac Weithers: Thank you for your comments, I'm glad you enjoyed reading it.

      Linda Crampton: Oh, yes! You've reminded me how lovely it was to receive such a gift. It was usually three hankies set out artistically in a rather flat cardboard box. What a pity that some customs just seem to disappear.

      Fullerman 5000: I remember those sock and hanky drawers. Very useful they were, too. Although we were never allowed to go to Dad's drawers. When his hankies were ironed we had to leave the pile on his side of our parents' bed.

      Larry Rankin: Thanks, Larry. It is interesting.

      AMFredenburg: Ha! Actually, I'm not a fan of tissues as I often wonder if they're good for the environment, but they do help to make life easier.

      William Kovacic: Thank you! I'm so glad that you enjoyed it. I've been very remiss of late, not writing or commenting as much as I used to, but it was a fun topic to write about.

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      William Kovacic 2 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Well, I have to admit - that's one topic I never thought of. Very interesting and informative, I enjoyed the pictures as well. Always had to keep one in my lapel pocket, but today, just give me a kleenex, I enjoyed the article much!

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      AMFredenburg 2 months ago

      I remember hankies, and I remember when they got replaced with Kleenex in the fifties, thankfully. My teachers in elementary school used to blow their noses on their hankies and then stuff them back into their bosoms - not a wonderful thought.

      My Uncle Bob was famous in the family for once uttering the words, "Where's my [g.d.] hankie?!"

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      Larry Rankin 2 months ago from Oklahoma

      Fascinating read. I never would've thought such an everyday item would have such an engaging history.

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      Ryan Fuller 2 months ago from Louisiana, USA

      I remember growing up, my dad always had a handkerchief in his pocket he would use. Every time we did laundry, a few of them would hang around in the dryer. My dad had a sock drawer and a hanky drawer. Thanks for this history lesson on something so tiny, yet fascinating. This definitely brought back some memories.

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      Linda Crampton 2 months ago from British Columbia, Canada

      You've chosen a great topic for an article, Blossom. I have hankies from both of my parents. Some of them are pretty creations. When I was a child, a set of decorative hankies was considered a lovely gift. It's interesting how customs change.

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 2 months ago from The Caribbean

      Never liked hankies but I admire the pretty ones my aunts and mother used. My mother had one or two in every purse, and I'm sure I can still find some. Nice that you have sentiments attached to yours. Enjoyed the read. Thanks for sharing.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 2 months ago from Victoria, Australia

      Eric Dierker: Thank you for your interesting comments. No, not yet, my mother had been a teacher and believed in an early start. I was born in 1931. Don't tell me that you didn't learn to iron, too? I made sure my sons as well as my daughters learned housekeeping skills as well as cooking. And yes, I do still use table napkins, although I call them serviettes!

      Flourish Anyway: That's lovely! Do write down their stories, so they can be passed on.

      John Hansen: Good on yer, Mate! Glad you found it interesting; also glad it's not always the same one!

      Tamajaro: We can get so much pleasure from the small things, can't we! Blessings to you, too.

      Lori Colbo: Well, it's a practical thing to do. Some of my hankies were mostly lace, with a tiny square of linen in the middle and not in the least bit practical, whereas a man's handkerchief was a very useful size. Love the end of your comment. It's winter here and there are lots of sneezes around.

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      Lori Colbo 3 months ago from Pacific Northwest

      What a lovely, unique topic. I loved seeing your collection of hankies. As I read I thought what an odd thing that a suitor would give his love a handkerchief, basically to blow their nose. I recently returned to using them, so much more mileage than a tissue and can be used over and over. It would not be my thing to use the decorative ones like you shared, but I could admire them.

      Thank you for sharing your memories and the history of hankies. Achoo!

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      Tamarajo 3 months ago

      I enjoyed seeing your album of hankies. I must admit I prefer the throw away tissue but I may have to reconsider after discovering it's varied possible uses from your article. I also did not know that the salt water soak could make it somewhat anti-bacterial.

      I also enjoyed your clever ending.

      God bless!

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      John Hansen 3 months ago from Queensland Australia

      Who would have thought an article about the humble hanky would be so interesting. This was a great read, Blossom. I still use a hanky to this day..not always the same one though. :)

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      FlourishAnyway 3 months ago from USA

      I loved your memories here and recall my great grandmother's hankerchiefs, some of which she gave to me and I still have. I don't erasure the things she has passed down to m as it k EPA her spirit and stories alive.

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      Eric Dierker 3 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      I do declare that I used hanky's but that was as a small lad out in the Hitherlands at 7,000 feet and kind of apart from man kind as was known. But I also am quite sure you mentioned 1936, at your coming to school age. Now would I be wrong in guessing you just shy of 90?

      And if this be so/sew I would venture that you need to get with it lassie and start telling us far more than about the hanky.

      On the other better hand. I love the memories of men lending their hankies to ladies in need. Funny thing that. Although the ladies certainly had a hanky a gentlemen seemed to have two. And one was clean and whipped out to a gal who had a feeling that would require one. My mom made sure us boys had two.

      And I do recall them being ironed by my sisters on ironing day on our big IronRite machine along with napkins for dinner. This made my dad smile in heaven, thank you.