The Machine No Hand Could Beat

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A young man bends over a workbench in a Lynn shoe factory, sketching parts by lamplight after a long shift. Shavings and scrap leather litter the floor around his stool.

It is 1880.

He does not just stitch shoes for wages. He studies the one step no machine could yet perform, the joining of the upper leather to the sole, and asks whether hands are truly the only tool that can do it.

He does not just tinker with scrap wire and cigar boxes. He builds a working model from them, tests it, tears it apart, and builds again, spending nights in a rented room after days spent operating a McKay sole-sewing machine.

He does not just draft a machine that lasts a single shoe. He designs one meant to pleat the leather around the toe, hold the last in place, and drive the tacks, aiming to complete in under a minute a task a skilled hand-laster spread across many minutes.

He does not just apply for a patent. He files a drawing so intricate that, by an account often repeated, patent officials sent a representative to see the device in person because the diagram alone was hard to credit, and in doing so he reshapes the economics of an entire industry.

His Spark of Liberty was a machine that freed shoemaking from the limits of the human hand.

The lasting step had been the bottleneck of the trade. Hand-lasters were skilled, scarce, and able to slow production at will. The device he patented in 1883 could last several hundred pairs in a day, far beyond what a hand-laster managed, and it brought the price of shoes down within reach of ordinary buyers. The tool that had defined the craftsman gave way to a machine built by a man who had watched that craft from the inside.

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He was born on September 15, 1852, in Paramaribo, in the Dutch colony of Surinam. By most accounts his father was a Dutch engineer and his mother a woman of African descent enslaved or formerly enslaved in the colony, and he reportedly worked in machine shops there as a boy. In 1871 he went to sea, and by 1873 he had settled for a time in Philadelphia before moving north.

He arrived in Lynn, Massachusetts, in 1877, a center of American shoe manufacturing. He spoke limited English and took work operating shoe-sewing machinery. Over roughly five years he developed the lasting machine, working with borrowed and improvised materials while short of money. He received United States Patent 274,207 for a “Lasting Machine” on March 20, 1883.

Lacking capital to develop the invention alone, he assigned shares in the patent to backers who helped finance its manufacture, and the enterprise grew into what became the United Shoe Machinery Company. He held additional patents for improvements. He did not live to see the full scale of the fortune his machine generated for others. He contracted tuberculosis and died in Lynn on August 24, 1889, at the age of thirty-six.

He had joined the North Congregational Church in Lynn, one of the few institutions in the city said to have welcomed him without regard to color, and he left much of his estate, including his patent shares, to that church. In 1991 the United States Postal Service issued a stamp in his honor as part of its Black Heritage series, and a bridge and a street in Lynn were later named for him.

His name was Jan Matzeliger.

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by Christopher B. Gordon

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