Historians worthy of their craft must portray the past and present honestly, as accurately as possible, and ideally be unbiased. They should verify the truth of each subject to eliminate inaccuracies and establish the correct facts, or, at worst, as close to them as possible if no further research material is available. Unfortunately, this is not always the case, as there can be too many inconsistencies in the references they use.

Ken Wright explains.

Field Marshall Rommel in Paris in 1940. Source: Bundesarchiv, Bild 146-1970-076-43 / CC-BY-SA 3.0, German Federal Archives, available here.

When attempting to write his history of the Roman people in the late first century BC, the Roman historian Livy [59bc-AD17] found it difficult to determine which (if any) accounts could be trusted. He concluded that none were reliable. In his research, he was troubled by how families had created traditions of heroic deeds and high office held by their ancestors—an early form of today's ‘fake news’.

Over the centuries, nothing has changed.

In the acknowledgment chapter of his excellent book ‘Last Battle’ Decapo Press, 2013, author and historian Stephen Harding wrote, ‘Writing history is always challenging and in that the passage of time often obscures certain events, versus revealing them. Eyewitnesses pass away, memories fade, and records, if they were kept at all, are destroyed as being no longer relevant or disappear into bureaucratic oblivion. That being said, the historian must diligently search out whatever documents remain. Like a detective evaluates evidence through knowledge of the subject and the application of both logic and common sense, the historian assesses the available information and then weaves all the various strands into an account that is accurate and as complete as possible.’ 

Readers interested in history should be aware that books, documentaries, magazines, and official records can, and quite often do, contain flaws. The who, what, when, and how are the main offenders, making it difficult for the reader to understand what the valid and proper account of an event or events is.

Using an extract from a distinguished American Research Professor at UCLA, Lynn Hunt's excellent book ‘History, Why it Matters’ discusses a universal problem facing historians. ‘Despite its occasional reliance on scientific techniques, history is not a science. It is a literary art that uses scientific techniques where relevant, but whose fundamental aim is to tell a true story. The truthful part rests on documentation, and in this regard, the historian is like a detective, lawyer, or investigative journalist sifting through information, analysing and comparing sources, written or not, using every possible forensic procedure to get at the truth, that is, the facts of the case. The story part requires something else: a literary reconstruction that relies on a series of interpretations. The interpretations make the facts relevant. The world is filled with mountains of historical facts, but we only care about a tiny number of them at any given moment. We care about those facts that enable us to tell the story we want to tell. Telling the story draws our attention to the facts but also frequently stirs up disputes. Historians can tell very different stories about the same event by emphasising different facts. This cacophony casts doubt on the truth of any one interpretation. If there is so much disagreement about interpretations, how can history make any claim on the truth about the past? Is it just your story vs. mine?’

 

EVENT ONE

Here, two military historical events are used as examples of the inconsistencies found in books, documentaries, magazines, and official records, which can often contain flaws. Errors in dates, locations, and who did what are the main issues, making it difficult for readers to determine the true and accurate account of events. These are just a few of the many historical incidents that show the challenges faced by historians and writers when working with material that might be incorrect but is still presented as fact.

 

Version One. July 17, 1944.

In this account, one author places Field Marshal Rommel in the area around Caen, France, visiting the 227th and 276th Infantry Divisions, the II SS Panzer Corps, and the I SS Panzer Corps headquarters to confer with various commanders, including SS-Oberst-Gruppenführer Sepp Dietrich and SS-Oberführer Kurt [Panzer] Meyer.

After the meeting, Rommel left Dietrich’s HQ in his staff car at 4:00 pm. Sergeant Daniel, the driver, took back roads until Livarot, about twenty-five miles from Caen. Rommel’s car then turned onto a paved road that joined the main highway a couple of miles outside Vimoutiers. At that point, Rommel and Daniel decided to attempt a quick dash on the highway.

Allied air supremacy had made any movement along the Falaise–Caen road extremely risky, if not impossible. When Rommel’s vehicle entered the main highway on routine patrol, a South African pilot with the Royal Air Force, Squadron Leader J.J. le Roux, and his wingman spotted an enemy vehicle and quickly attacked.

The official German report records what happened. ‘Suddenly, the air observer, Obergefreiter [Lance-Corporal] Holke, reported two aircraft closing in right above the road. Sgt Daniel drove at top speed, trying to reach a track and take cover there. Just as he reached it, the enemy aircraft, going flat out, opened fire. Field Marshal Rommel at that moment glanced backwards’ 2.  

Hit in the left shoulder and arm, Daniel lost control of the vehicle, which ricocheted off a tree stump and ended up embedded against the embankment on the far side of the road. Shrapnel hit Rommel in the temple and cheekbone as he sat in the jump seat on the side away from the cannon fire and was thrown twenty yards from the car, suffering a triple fracture to the skull. 3. ‘A second aircraft flew back over the crash site, firing at the wounded where they lay.’ 4. Only two of the four men emerged unscathed. Field Marshal Rommel was taken to a Luftwaffe hospital near Paris and eventually returned home to recuperate.

Observations

The author only mentions Rommel and Daniel leaving Dietrich’s HQ. However, the official German account reports an air observer [Holke] observing two aircraft approaching. Only Rommel was taken to the hospital, so what happened to his driver? Who was the other person with the air observer, and where did both of them originate? The author and many other sources have credited Squadron Leader Johannes Jacobus le Roux, RAF 602 Squadron, with the attack on Rommel’s staff car. There are, however, other contenders for this event, as will be discussed further.

 

Version Two

Another author wrote that in a large open Horch, Rommel’s car, his party departed Dietrich’s HQ. Rommel sat in the front as was his habit. At the wheel was his regular driver, Daniel. In the back were staff members Captain Lang, Major Neuhaus, and Holke, who was there specifically as an aircraft lookout. On N179, just outside Livarot, the lookout shouted an alarm. Two Canadian Spitfires from 412 Squadron came diving down in a curving attack from behind and to the left. At about three hundred yards, Charlie Fox, in the lead aircraft, squeezed off a brief burst from his 20mm cannon.

Daniel was seriously wounded, losing control of the speeding car. It hurtled on for several hundred yards before crashing into the ditch. Captain Lang escaped unhurt, Major Neuhaus received minor injuries, and Daniel died of his injuries shortly afterwards—no mention of  Holke. Field Marshal Rommel was thrown against the windshield post, sustaining serious head injuries. 5.

Observations

In this account, five people are in the staff car, and Charlie Fox, a Canadian pilot, was credited with the attack. A ditch suddenly appears, and Rommel is alleged to have sustained a serious head injury from contact with the windshield post [pillar], compared with the injuries described in version one. And what is, or where is, N179? One could assume it was the major road or highway that Rommel’s car had just entered.

 

Version Three

From the German perspective, Second Lieutenant Heins was in a Panzer Grenadier Unit of the 21st Panzer Division, travelling in a German Kubelwagon [German version of the Willys Jeep] from Livarot to St. Pierre-sur-Dille. Two Mercedes cars overtook him, and he noticed that a General was sitting in the first one. He followed at about 550 yards distance. Their average speed was about 80-100 kilometres per hour. The General, he found out later, was Field Marshal Rommel, and he was sitting to the right of the driver. Another two high-ranking officers were sitting in the back [of the first car] whilst Rommel’s adjutants were following in the second car.

About a mile outside Livarot, they came to a bend in the road, an open target for any prowling enemy aircraft. Heins, in the Kubelwagon, noticed six [Typhoons] were in the air. Heins saw one of the Typhoons diving onto the road from the right. He took evasive action and managed to get onto a sidetrack whilst the other two cars continued on their way. The first car was machine-gunned, but no rockets were fired. Rommel’s driver was hit and lost control of the car, which was swaying from one side of the road to the other. At this juncture, Rommel jumped out of the car, which was still travelling at high speed, fell on his face, and slid about ten yards along the road. His driver, who was severely wounded, managed to stop the car about 200 yards further on.

When Rommel’s Adjutants and Heins arrived on the scene, they found Rommel had bad injuries to the right side of his face and a possible skull fracture. Rommel was taken straight back to Livaro, staying one day, then was transferred to the Luftwaffe hospital at Bernay. Rommel was sent home after three weeks to recuperate. 6.

Observations

Heins noted Rommel’s two cars as Mercedes. The previous author stated they were Horch. Heins describes seeing six Typhoons, but both earlier authors suggest only two Spitfires were involved. Heins mentioned no rockets being fired. Since Typhoons carried rockets, this might mean the attacking aircraft had expended all their rockets, or perhaps they weren’t Typhoons at all. Another possibility is that he saw Typhoons earlier and assumed they were the same aircraft attacking later. Even Rommel eventually said they were Spitfires. All three accounts give very different versions of Sergeant Daniel’s fate and whether he lost control of his car. Did it crash, or didn’t it?

There is no consistency among these three versions regarding how Rommel sustained his injuries, and Heins noted that Rommel’s two cars were Mercedes. The previous author stated they were Horch. Heins describes seeing six Typhoons, but both earlier authors suggest only two Spitfires were involved. Heins mentioned no rockets being fired. Since Typhoons carried rockets, this might mean the attacking aircraft had used all their rockets, or perhaps they weren’t Typhoons at all. Another possibility is that he saw Typhoons earlier and assumed they were the same aircraft attacking later. Even Rommel eventually said they were Spitfires. All three accounts give very different versions of Sergeant Daniel’s fate and whether he lost control of his car. Did it crash, or didn’t it? What exactly they were. The first author wrote that Rommel was taken to the Luftwaffe hospital near Paris, but Heins placed the hospital at Bernay, which is nowhere near Paris. The shortest distance in modern times is eighty-one miles [130 km]. The air observer, Holke, is not mentioned. Was he killed, wounded, or having a quiet cigarette? If he was injured, did he go to the hospital with Rommel.?

The final question is who should get the credit for taking the famed Desert Fox out of action. The debate still rages today. Not to be left out, of course, the Americans claimed that it was one of their fighters, a P-47 Thunderbolt, that deserved the credit. Since both Le Roux and Fox were flying Spitfires, and as Rommel himself stated, it was a Spitfire, Typhoons and the American P-47 are dismissed.

17 July 1944. Field Marshal Erwin Rommel was always a risk-taker. His bold manoeuvres, ferocity in attack, and tenacity in pursuit were the qualities that earned him the nickname 'Desert Fox’ during his battles against the Allied forces in the Western Desert. He was both feared and respected as a highly professional soldier — polite, decent, and untainted by the crimes of the Nazi regime. Although he was not a member of the Nazi Party, he was nevertheless devoted to Hitler, who had shown him respect and affection. As the tide of war turned against Germany and its Axis allies, Rommel, by 1944 or even earlier, had realised — as many others in the German armed forces also did — that Germany’s only hope of survival lay in making peace or facing destruction. Rommel’s views on the future of the war damaged his once-excellent relationship with Hitler, and he was branded a defeatist and consequently ignored.

While Rommel was recovering from his wounds at the Luftwaffe hospital, ‘Operation Valkyrie’, an assassination attempt on Hitler, was carried out by Colonel Count Claus von Stauffenberg on 20 July 1944 at ‘Wolfsschanze’ [Wolf’s Lair] in East Prussia. A bomb was detonated inside the building where Hitler was holding a meeting. Hitler survived, and his vengeance was severe. Those who were implicated or even suspected of being involved were rounded up and executed. Rommel had become involved in the plot but had only taken a passive stance, prepared to assume whatever role the new government might ask of him rather than actively attempting to kill Hitler.

Rommel had been transferred to his home in Herrlingen, which is midway between Munich and Stuttgart, to convalesce when on 14 October around midday, Generals Burgdoff and Maisel arrived. Their driver remained outside in the car while the two visitors spent the next forty-five minutes in private conversation with Rommel.

Rommel was informed he faced two options due to his involvement in the plot to remove Hitler: a poison that acted in three seconds, a state funeral with no repercussions for his family, or going on trial for high treason. This would have been a sham trial, and the verdict a foregone conclusion.

For the sake of his family, Rommel chose the first option and, leaving his home and family for the last time, went with the two Generals some distance away from the house in their car. The news spread all over Germany. Rommel had died of a heart attack and was given a state funeral as befitting one of Germany’s most popular military leaders and folk heroes.

Of the two pilots believed to have attacked Rommel’s car on that significant day, 17 July 1944, Sqn Leader le Roux died in an aircraft crash on 19 September 1944, and Charlie Fox died in a car accident on 18 October 2008.

 

 

EVENT TWO

The second example of historical inconsistencies begins in early August 1944. Allied intelligence reported that the German army threatened to break through the Allied lines near the small French village of Mortain, using four or five Panzer units. The German code for this operation was Unternehmen [Operation] Lüttich. Opposing them were only two United States divisions. At a high-level Allied conference, it was decided that rocket-firing Typhoon squadrons would be deployed to help counter the German attack.

 

7 August

Around midday, once a heavy mist had lifted, the RAF Typhoons attacked and inflicted significant damage on the German forces. Three pilots were lost, all from the 245 Squadron. One aircraft crash-landed in what was then a ‘no man’s land’ between the opposing forces.

Lieutenant Belton Cooper served in the United States Army’s 3rd Armoured Division Maintenance Battalion, which played a role in the battle described in his excellent book ‘Death Traps’ about American Sherman tanks struggling against the superior firepower and heavy armour of German tanks. As tank casualties increased, an air strike was called for. The American Ninth Air Force was already stretched thin, so the Royal Air Force was brought in to help.

Lt Cooper describes a group of low-flying RAF Hawker Typhoons coming in at low altitude, firing rockets at German armour and infantry on the hilltop. This, combined with heavy artillery, infantry, and tank fire, eventually brought the German counterattack to a slow, grinding halt.

As soon as it was safe to do so, Lt Cooper’s Maintenance Battalion started moving their recovery vehicles into the area for the maintenance crews to salvage and repair whatever tanks they could. It was during this operation that a crashed wreck of a British Typhoon shot down by German ground fire was found upside down, with the tail section embedded in the ground.

Lt Cooper; ‘One of the maintenance mechanics notified a sergeant that there was a body inside the aircraft upside down and still secured by his seatbelt. There was a strong odour of gasoline leaking from the plane's fuel tanks as the graves registration people removed the young British Flight Lieutenant’s body and placed it on a stretcher. But suddenly, they realised that the Flight Lieutenant was still alive. He had been hanging upside down for several hours; it was a miracle that he had survived. A fuel line in the engine department had broken, and fuel was leaking inside the cockpit and running down his seat, down his back, into his hair and onto the ground. He was soaked from head to foot and was beginning to develop red burn marks on his neck and hands from the high-octane fuel. Medics brought blankets, rolled him on his stomach, and stripped off his gasoline-soaked clothing.’

‘His entire back, buttocks, and the back of his legs were burned red raw from the gasoline. As he slowly regained consciousness, he was obviously in severe pain. As soon as the medics had moved him a safe distance from the plane, he asked for a cigarette. 7.

Observations

Lt Cooper fails to mention the date when his recovery crew started their battlefield clearance, nor does he specify who the pilot was or what events led to the pilot's predicament. Usually, this is a simple account of a battlefield event. The more curious reader might want to know that the pilot was Flight Lieutenant Robert [Bob] Gordon Fallas Lee of the Royal Air Force Volunteer Reserve, from Selbourne, Orchard Road, Shalford, Surrey, England. His aircraft, MN459/M-R, belonged to 245 Squadron, part of the 2nd Tactical Air Force, and he had been flying in combat for two years.

It is here that six writers offer conflicting accounts that challenge Lt Cooper’s version. They are as follows:

 

Version One

Wounded by flak, Flight Lieutenant Lee lost consciousness and control of his Typhoon while attempting a forced landing. The aircraft crashed inverted into the ground, trapping him inside the cockpit. The wreck lay in ‘no man’s land', and as Lee drifted in and out of consciousness, the Germans used the aircraft for target practice. He was struck in the hand and leg by rifle bullets. At one stage, a fire broke out, but fortunately, it was quickly extinguished. After five days, a US Army battlefield clearance team discovered the wreck and rescued an emaciated Lee from the wreckage cockpit.

 

Version Two

 Flight Lieutenant Bob Lee of 245 Sqn was hit by flak and lost consciousness. When he regained awareness, he found his Typhoon had crashed into the ground upside down in ‘no-man's land.' Lee managed to release his harness but was trapped inside his aircraft, where he would spend the next few days. During that time, the Germans used the wreck for target practice, hitting him in the hand and leg; on one occasion, they started a fire that fortunately went out. A US unit clearing the battlefield rescued him.

 

Version Three

Bob Lee was shot down and performed a wheels-up landing in enemy territory. The aircraft slid along the ground and rolled onto its back, trapping him inside as he hung from his straps. He managed to turn upright but couldn’t escape because the sides of the fuselage had dug into the earth. Besides a broken leg from the crash, he was wounded twice more when the Germans fired shots into the plane. He survived for six days on his emergency rations. When the Germans left, a salvage unit from the army's recovery section checked the aircraft and heard some sounds and knocks on the fuselage. They lifted him out and found him in a serious condition. He was hospitalised and awarded a Distinguished Flying Cross [DFC] 9.  

 

Version Four

An extract from the fourth supplement to ‘The London Gazette’, dated 27 October 1944, lists the awards approved by the King. It states in part, ‘Flight Lieutenant Lee [124172] was, during a sortie near Falaise in August 1944, forced to attempt a landing on rough ground after being hit in the hand and having his aircraft disabled by anti-aircraft fire. As he touched down, the aircraft overturned close to the enemy lines. Flight Lieutenant Lee was trapped in the cockpit. As he tried to free himself, the enemy directed machine gun fire at him. From then on, he was repeatedly shot at, and on one occasion, he was hit in the leg, which was shattered. Flight Lieutenant Lee was found alive by our [British or US] advancing troops. For five days, he lay trapped, badly wounded, and harassed by enemy machine gun fire.

 

Version Five

An unknown reporter wrote that while lying in a hospital with a broken leg, a Typhoon pilot shared an amazing story.

‘I got my kite down on the ground all right, but it hit a bump and turned over, leaving me trapped in the cockpit. The petrol tanks were nearly full, and I expected to be roasted any minute as many bullets and shells flew around. There is not a lot of room in the cockpit of a Typhoon, and there I was upside down. I had to risk ripping my parachute off. It might have opened and filled the cockpit anyway. But I succeeded and was able to lever myself into a hunched-up position with my feet resting on the instrument panel.’

‘For four days, the battle raged around me, with the Germans periodically firing a few shells and bullets at my machine. But the armoured plating saved me. On the sixth day, I heard planes above me and switched on my wing lights, trying to attract their attention, but all I got were some bullets from the Germans. Finally, on the eighth day, some American ambulance men came along, and they got the surprise of their lives when they found me.

[The reporter wrote that Flt Lt Lee had lived on malted milk tablets] 10.

Observations

The only consistent facts so far that can be positively established from the previous five versions are that he was shot down, trapped in his aircraft cockpit with a damaged leg, and with an injured hand. He was rescued and later awarded the DFC.

The following has not been positively established.

How was his plane shot down? Was it caused by flak or ground fire? Was he trapped upside down, or did he manage to right himself? Did his hand get wounded in flight or on the ground? Was his leg broken during the crash landing or by German ground fire while he was already on the ground? Was it actually broken? How close was he to enemy lines, and were they firing machine guns or rifles at the wreck? Why would they use the wreck as target practice in the first place? If they did, how was he not killed? It would have been easy for the Germans to walk to the wreckage and check if the pilot was there. Was he covered in aviation fuel, as Lt Cooper wrote, and did any fires start and then stop? Did he land the plane, or, as one report suggests, did he pass out only to find the aircraft had seemingly landed itself and then turned upside down? Were the wheels up or down? How long had he been trapped—eight days, six days, five days, or just a few hours? Did he have emergency rations and eat them? Was the wreck near a knocked-out American tank? Why would he turn on his wing lights, assuming it was nighttime and they were working, when he knew the Germans were nearby? That would’ve been a completely irrational move. How did he handle the blood loss from his wounds, and how did he deal with the call of nature, especially if he was actually upside down? The latter, while not historically crucial, still raises an interesting question.

How does the historian sort out all these mixed and inconsistent reports to form a true picture? What is the reader to believe? In this particular case, America’s most popular Pulitzer-Prize-winning journalist of the time, Ernest Taylor ‘Ernie’ Pyle, might provide some of the answers. But even here, one has to be cautious of journalistic licence and, in modern terms, his use of ‘feel good’ reporting. Pyle was well known for his columns in the American Scripps-Howard newspapers while working as a roving war correspondent from 1935 to 1945.

Pyle was inspecting the battlefield after the Battle of Mortain when he and an unknown officer [not Lt Cooper] noticed a man trapped in an aircraft wreck. His account is entirely different from Lt Cooper’s, yet both were at the scene.

 

Version Six

Pyle later wrote, ‘We ran to a British plane lying upside down and got down on our hands and knees to peek through the tiny hole in the side. A man lay on his back in the small space of the cockpit. His feet disappeared somewhere in the jumble of dials and pedals above him. His shirt was open, and his chest was bare to the waist. The pilot turned his eyes towards me when I peered in and said, ‘Oh, hello’ in a typical British manner of off-handed friendliness. Stupidly, I asked, ‘Are you all right?’ He answered, ‘Yes, quite. Now that your chaps are here.’ I asked him how long he had been trapped in the wrecked plane. He said he didn’t know for sure, as he got mixed up about the passage of time, but he did know the date of the month he was shot down. When he told me I cried out loud; ‘Good God!’ He had been lying there trapped for eight days.’11.

‘His left leg was broken and punctured by an ack-ack burst. His back was burned by raw gasoline that had spilled. The foot of his injured leg was pinned rigidly under the rudder bar. The space was so small he couldn’t squirm around to relieve his weight from his painful back. He couldn’t straighten out his legs, which were bent above him. He had not a bite to eat or a drop of water for eight days, and yet when we found him, his physical condition was good, and his mind was calm and rational. He was in agony, yet in his Oxford accent, he even apologised for taking up our time to get him out. The American soldiers of our rescue party cussed as they worked, and cussed with open admiration for this British flier’s greatness of heart, which kept him alive and sane through his lonely and gradually hope-diminishing ordeal. One of them said, ‘God, but these Limeys have got guts!’

‘It took us almost an hour to get him out. While we worked, he talked to us. Under the circumstances, we didn’t push him on details, but in a nutshell, he established that he was an RAF Flight Lieutenant piloting a night fighter. Over a certain area, the Germans had let him have it from the ground with machine gun fire. The first hit knocked out his motor. He was too low to jump so foolishly, he said, he turned on his landing lights to try a crash landing. The second hit got him in the leg, and a third bullet cut across his right-hand fingers, clipping everyone to the bone. He left his wheels up, and the plane's belly hit the ground going uphill, leaving a groove it had dug for about fifty yards. Then the plane flopped, tail over the nose, onto its back. He said that was all he remembered for a while. When he came to, they were shelling all around him. For eight days, he was in no man’s land, which passed back and forth between American and German forces.’

‘Lee was taken to a clearing station of the American 30th Division. His back responded very well to treatment. The gangrene [caused by aviation fuel?] was cut away, and when it was seen he would pull through; he was transferred to another field hospital and then three days later was evacuated by air to England.’ 12.   

In early October 1944, Ernie Pyle interrupted his trip back from America to visit the hospital where Flt Lt Lee was recovering. He then penned an article for the Mt. Adams Sun dated 13 October 1944, describing his visit. ‘During that time, I clarified some details I would like to have pursued during the time of Lee’s rescue but did not due to the situation and the pain he was obviously in.’

‘I thought and wrote he was wounded while he was still in the air. But he told me it didn’t happen until about three hours after the crash, when shelling and shooting surrounded him. He said that whatever kind of shell it was, it made a terrific racket when it came through the plane and struck him. The wound was caused by a 20-millimetre shell that had exploded in his leg. It had destroyed about an inch of both bones in the leg, and he has had to date three operations with more to come. It would be about a year before he would have recovered enough to go home.

He said the worst thing in those eight days was the thirst. For days, he visualised creeks full of water, and all the pubs where he had left a little beer in the bottom of the glasses.’ 13. Pyle’s account, whilst detailed, does provide some of the answers, but not all and writing that a 20-millimetre shell had exploded in Lee’s leg could be viewed as a piece of journalistic licence. If this did happen, there is every chance the pilot would have had his leg shattered and died from blood loss or trauma. Considering all his wounds, would it be logical to assume the pilot would have bled to death, especially given the supposed severity of the leg wound.

At this point, the reader has read enough and may wonder if it all matters now. Yes, it does! For the historian whose central ethical responsibility is to record for posterity the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, and for the reader who relies on the historian to inform and shape his or her perception of history, past and present. Moreover, if incorrect facts are not corrected over time, they will only get worse. How can mankind move forward if all its past isn't accurate? Inconsistencies aren't confined to just one branch of history. They are evident throughout it. Perhaps it will always be this way.

It should be pointed out that there is no intention to deride or cast any dispersions on any of the authors of the quoted articles or their historical presentations. They can write about their research and present a valid account. Their accounts were simply used to make chosen comparisons to point out the problems that make writing history so damn frustrating for both the writer and the reader.

 

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Footnotes

1- Prados. John.  Normandy Crucible. New American Library, 2012. Pages 104-105.

2- Pimlott. John. [Ed] Rommel In His Own Words. Greenhill Books, London. 1994 Page   183.

3- Prados. Pages 104-105.

4- Pimlott. Page 183.

5- Russworm. Lance. 2003. Spitfire Emporium. www.spitcrazy.com/charleys account.htm

6- Darling Tim. www.amnesta.net/other/rommel.html [with kind permission]

7-Pages 72-73 ‘Death Traps’ Belton. Y. Cooper. Ballantine Books-New York. 2003. Recommended reading.

8- Typhoon Wings of 2nd TAF, 1942-45. Chris Thomas, Osprey Combat Aircraft No 86. UK.

9- Typhoon Warfare. Tom Hall. Self-published book. Australia, 2000.

10- Launceston Examiner [Launceston, Tasmania] Tuesday 22 August 1944, Page 1.

11-. Source-Wikipedia.

12- Extract from Ernest Pyle’s book ‘Brave Men’, University of Nebraska Press. 2001. Pages 311-312.

13- Extract from Mt. Adams Sun. Bingen, Washington. 13 October 1944. Page 2. 

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Some painters command attention with spectacle. Henry Ossawa Tanner achieved something rarer: he cultivated stillness. His finest canvases seem to breathe, inviting viewers into rooms filled with lamplight, dusk, prayer, and reflection. Across a career that stretched from the late nineteenth century into the early decades of the twentieth, Tanner became one of America's most accomplished painters, celebrated not for grand gestures but for an extraordinary command of mood, subtle color, and emotional restraint.

Brian D'Ambrosio explains.

Henry Ossawa Tanner by Frederick Gutekunst. Source: Public domain, Archives of American Art, available here.

Born in Pittsburgh in 1859 and raised in Philadelphia, Tanner demonstrated an early fascination with drawing. As a young man, he enrolled at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts, where he studied under the demanding painter and teacher Thomas Eakins. Eakins emphasized anatomical precision, careful observation, and technical discipline—lessons Tanner absorbed with exceptional success. Yet his own painterly voice gradually evolved beyond realism toward something more lyrical. He painted faithfully from observation, yet he was just as interested in the emotions that lingered after first impressions faded.

His early works reveal an artist drawn to modest moments rather than theatrical subjects. Instead of fashionable society portraits or sweeping historical scenes, Tanner found lasting significance in humble interiors and everyday experience. One of his most admired paintings, The Banjo Lesson (1893), depicts an elderly man teaching a child to play. Every gesture feels deliberate, inviting viewers into an intensely private exchange. Warm amber light settles across the figures, transforming a simple lesson into a meditation on knowledge, affection, and continuity. Perhaps that explains why the painting remains among the most beloved images in American art.

Equally compelling is The Thankful Poor (1894), in which an older man and a boy bow their heads before a modest meal. Nothing lavish appears on the table. Instead, Tanner allows light to become the principal storyteller. Sunlight filters gently through the room, catching worn hands, coarse cloth, and simple crockery. The restrained composition leaves room for viewers to discover gratitude and companionship on their own, never slipping into sentimentality.

Seeking broader opportunities, Tanner moved to Paris in 1891 and enrolled at the Académie Julian. France proved both a creative refuge and the place where his reputation flourished. He exhibited regularly at the prestigious Paris Salon, receiving an honorable mention at the 1896 Salon for Daniel in the Lions' Den, a third-class medal in 1897 for The Resurrection of Lazarus, and later a silver medal at the 1900 Exposition Universelle. Critics admired both his technical sophistication and his distinctive handling of radiant color, while collectors increasingly sought his paintings.

Paris also deepened Tanner's fascination with biblical subjects. Rather than dramatizing sacred narratives, he sought emotional authenticity rooted in place. Repeated journeys through Egypt, Palestine, Syria, and other parts of the Middle East informed these works with careful observation of architecture, clothing, terrain, and regional sunlight.

No painting better represents Tanner's mature vision than The Annunciation (1898). Instead of presenting an elaborately winged angel, he renders the heavenly messenger as a radiant shaft of light. Mary sits on a simple bed, quietly contemplative rather than visibly astonished. The textured plaster walls, humble furnishings, and muted palette create a convincing domestic setting without sacrificing its spiritual mystery. More than a century later, the painting still feels remarkably modern because Tanner trusted radiance itself to carry the emotional weight.

Other celebrated works reveal the same mastery. Nicodemus Visiting Jesus unfolds beneath cool evening blues that seem almost velvety, while Daniel in the Lions' Den replaces overt drama with solemn resolve. Throughout these paintings, moonlight, lamplight, and shadow become narrative devices every bit as expressive as gesture or facial expression. Indeed, few American painters mastered light with greater subtlety.

What distinguished Tanner technically was his exceptional command of color and light. Thin glazes layered one over another created depth that seems almost ethereal. Edges soften naturally into surrounding color, while carefully placed highlights guide the eye without calling attention to themselves. Close inspection reveals weathered stone, woven fabric, polished wood, and even the coolness of evening air. Perhaps no element of his craft was more refined than his ability to make radiance seem almost tangible.

Recognition followed steadily. Tanner was made a Chevalier of the French Legion of Honor in 1923, became an Associate of the National Academy of Design in 1927, and was elected a full Academician in 1929. His paintings entered major museum collections on both sides of the Atlantic, and his influence extended well beyond his own generation. Indeed, artists and historians continue to admire the consistency of his vision and the disciplined craftsmanship that defined every stage of his career.

Today, Tanner's paintings remain among the treasures of the Smithsonian American Art Museum, the Philadelphia Museum of Art, and the Musée d'Orsay, among other distinguished institutions. Many visitors linger before his paintings, discovering new subtleties each time their eyes adjust to his restrained compositions. Their subdued rhythms, luminous surfaces, and emotional depth reward patient looking.

Henry Ossawa Tanner died in Paris in 1937, leaving behind a body of work distinguished by technical excellence, thoughtful composition, and uncommon emotional depth. He demonstrated that lasting paintings need not overwhelm the viewer with spectacle. Instead, they reveal themselves gradually through craftsmanship, patient observation, and an extraordinary understanding of how light can transform a familiar scene into something timeless.

 

Brian D'Ambrosio is the author of Montana Eccentrics, New Mexico Eccentrics,  Italian-Americana: Explorers, Entertainers, and Eccentrics, and American Eccentrics: Mavericks, Misfits, and Visionaries. Available here: Amazon US | Amazon UK

 

References

Various obituaries, Newspapers.com

Smithsonian Archives of American Art, Henry Ossawa Tanner Papers, 1860s–1978 (bulk 1890–1937)

White House Historical Association

Encyclopaedia Britannica

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Africa held an important place in the Cold War. Hardly had the nations there freed themselves from colonial bondage than they were suddenly made into a battlefield. It was here that the United States and Russia, who did not dare fight on a Europe that had already shed so much blood, fought for supremacy. The Soviet Union tried to appeal to Africans as fellow revolutionaries and paraded capitalism as the enemy. However, the new leaders understood that the Soviet Union would merely absorb Africa into a new colonial empire. Kennedy, though, appealed to the Africans’ newfound taste for democracy. These conflicts met head-on in the Congo Crisis, and the clashes, unlike in much of the rest of the world, were bloody.

Ayrton Avery explains.

US President Richard Nixon meets President Mobutu Sese Seku of Zaire in 1973 in the White House.

Tempting Ideologies

As soon as Ghana achieved independence in 1957, the people were turning to socialism. Guinea, which was also led to independence the following year, followed suit. The Soviet Union viewed these countries as a gold mine. They found similarities between Russian and African history, and thought the subsequent implementation of communism was only logical. However, Kwame Nkrumah, Ghana’s president, viewed things differently. He preferred a version of socialism that emphasized pan-Africanism, though he admired Russia’s ideology of Marxism-Leninism. This became the reason that the Russians had to fight for Africa, using diplomacy or otherwise.

Much later, during the Portuguese Colonial War (1961-1974) in Angola, Kennedy was tempted to take the stand against the colonizers, probably because he feared Soviet influence in that region. Like the Russians, he tried to appeal to the Africans ideologically. He preached anti-communist and democracy, at one point even meeting with the Angolan politician Holden Roberto. However, Africans viewed the United States as a colonial power and Europeans feared the Angolans would still turn communist despite U.S. support. In the end, the U.S. also had to fight for Africa.

Cold War Not-So-Cold

Naturally, clashes made up the Cold War. The Cuban Missile Crisis, the U-2 Incident and others were ways the two powers tried to gain supremacy without resorting directly to the gun. However, this conflict was more than just political, it was also economic. The United States needed money to fund their own wars, while the Soviet Union itself was in an economic downgrade. The two nations saw Africa, rich in resources, as a source of funds and diplomatic superiority.

However, even with this, there was no genuine need for any wars in Africa to turn bloody. But, new African countries took Kwame Nkrumah’s (the first president of Ghana’s) lead in viewing the Soviets as a colonial power. These countries accepted money from both sides, all the while refusing to become allied with either. This, of course, pleased neither the Russians nor the Americans. Eventually, Americans got Guinea and Ghana more or less under their foot. But the Congo, which was a confused bag of warring factions in 1960, and also boasted Iron, Zinc, Copper and Tantalum, was even more tempting.

A Fight for Tantalum

In the Congo, no one was in power. Shortly after gaining its independence, a series of rebellions broke out between ethnic groups and those who supported the colonizers. At first, the United States blamed the socialist leader Lumumba for the fighting and refused to send forces at all. But then, the Soviets intervened in August 1960, setting the stage for yet another clandestine battlefield of the Cold War.

The United States put down the Communist secessionists, but soon new ones appeared, inspired by the Chinese leader Mao Zedong. Belgium and the United States intervened directly this time, realizing the threat. Bloody fighting began, provoked by Russia, China, the U.S., and Belgium, but eventually they crushed the Maoists as well, by the spring of 1965.

Although an authoritarian dictator was put in, ever since, the West, not the Soviet Union, have controlled the Congo and all its exports. The defeat also undermined Soviet influence in Africa, and resulted in most governments handing over power (indirectly) to the West. This was possibly one of the greatest factors that led to the collapse of the Soviet Union. The Russians lost huge amounts of revenue as African nations slammed the Russians for not providing better support to the rebels. It also did not help that now the U.N. was giving money to the Congo’s corrupted and authoritarian leadership. Once again, the West had won on a major battlefield of the cold war.

Conclusion

Of course, the violence did not end. The Cold War was not yet over. Russia tried, and succeeded somewhat, to gain control in Angola. But the victory was not enough. The West had tightened its grip on the continent far too tight. After the 70s, though, instability in the continent soared. The First Congo War broke out. Then there was the Rwandan genocide. And the Second Congo War broke, leading into the 21st century. Much of the Diamonds and tantalum are now being sold to Russian mercenaries. The West never truly won in Africa, just like in Korea. It was all an illusion. Both powers have rendered the continent more or less useless for their goals.

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References

Elizabeth, Schmidt. Foreign Intervention in Africa: From the Cold War to the War on Terror. Cambridge University Press, 2010.

Brzezinski, Zbigniew. Africa and the Communist World. Stanford University Press, 1963.

Nkrumah, Kwame. Challenge of the Congo. International Publishers, 1967.

William Reno. Warfare in Independent Africa. Cambridge University Press, 2011.

Elbaum, Max. Revolution in the Air: Sixties Radicals Turn to Lenin, Mao and Che. Verso Books, 2002.

Interest in historical hoaxes involving credible public figures has remained consistent among readers of popular history, particularly cases documented across a long enough timeline to trace both the deception and its eventual unravelling. The Cottingley Fairies photographs represent one of the most thoroughly documented such cases, spanning from their creation in 1917 to a confession that did not arrive until 1983, a full 66 years later. What makes the case remarkable is not simply that two young girls fabricated a set of photographs, but that those photographs went on to convince one of the most publicly rational men in England: Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the creator of Sherlock Holmes, a character whose entire literary identity rests on the rigorous, skeptical application of observed evidence.

Sami Hashem explains.

Illustration of dancing fairies, 1914, taken from the poem “A Spell for a Fairy,” by Alfred Noyes, in Princess Mary’s Gift Book", London, 1914. Source: Public Domain, Claude A. Shepperson, available here.

Yorkshire, Summer 1917

The story begins in the small village of Cottingley, near Bradford, in West Yorkshire, England. Elsie Wright, then 16 years old, lived with her family beside a stream known locally as Cottingley Beck. Her younger cousin, Frances Griffiths, 9 years old, had recently moved to the area with her mother, and the two girls quickly became close, spending long afternoons playing together by the water.

According to the account both girls gave decades later, Frances began coming home from these outings with wet shoes and stockings, a detail that drew repeated scolding from her mother. Pressed to explain why she kept getting soaked at the same spot day after day, Frances offered a simple, almost throwaway explanation: she had been visiting fairies who lived by the stream. It was, by all later accounts, meant as a way to avoid further trouble rather than the opening move in what would become one of the twentieth century's most famous hoaxes.

Elsie, protective of her younger cousin and perhaps annoyed at not being believed herself, decided to back up the story with physical evidence. She borrowed her father Arthur Wright's camera, a Midg quarter-plate camera that was, notably, the only camera the family owned. Working from illustrations she had seen in a popular children's book of the era, Princess Mary's Gift Book, Elsie traced a set of fairy figures onto stiff paper, cut them out carefully, and colored them in. To make the cutouts stand upright for the photograph, she and Frances propped them up using ordinary hatpins pushed into the ground and surrounding vegetation.

The resulting photograph showed Frances sitting behind a small waterfall, apparently watching four fairies dance in front of her. A second image, taken shortly afterward, showed Elsie herself sitting beside what appeared to be a gnome. Both photographs were developed by Arthur Wright in his home darkroom. According to later family accounts, Arthur was skeptical from the start and reportedly searched the girls' bedroom for scraps of paper or other evidence of trickery, without success, since the cutouts had already been disposed of.

 

Three Quiet Years (1917–1920)

For roughly three years, the photographs existed only as a minor curiosity within the Wright and Griffiths families. They were shown to relatives and a handful of acquaintances, generating mild interest and occasional skepticism, but nothing approaching public attention. Elsie's mother, Polly Wright, held a personal interest in Theosophy, a spiritual movement popular in Britain at the time that emphasized the possible existence of unseen worlds and beings, including nature spirits. This interest would prove to be the thread that eventually pulled the photographs out of the family's private life and into the national spotlight.

In 1919, Polly Wright brought the photographs to a meeting of the Theosophical Society in Bradford, where they were shown as an illustration during a lecture on fairy life. From there, copies began to circulate more widely within Theosophist circles, eventually reaching Edward L. Gardner, a prominent member of the society who took a particular interest in psychic phenomena and the possibility of scientifically verifiable evidence for the existence of nature spirits.

 

Enter Arthur Conan Doyle (1920)

Gardner, recognizing the potential significance of the photographs, brought them to the attention of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle in 1920. Doyle was, by this point in his life, deeply and publicly committed to spiritualism, a movement holding that the spirits of the dead could communicate with the living. This commitment had deepened substantially following a string of devastating personal losses during the First World War: Doyle's son Kingsley, his brother Innes, and two brothers-in-law had all died during the war or shortly afterwards, some in combat and others from war-related illness, alongside two nephews. For a man who had built his fame on the fictional Sherlock Holmes's cold, deductive rationalism, Doyle's private grief had pushed him toward an urgent, sincere search for proof of a world beyond death and ordinary perception.

Doyle had, in fact, already been commissioned to write an article on fairy life for the Christmas edition of The Strand Magazine, the same publication that had originally serialized many of his Sherlock Holmes stories, before he had even seen the Cottingley photographs. When Gardner showed him the images, Doyle recognized an opportunity to support the article with what appeared to be genuine photographic evidence.

Seeking to establish credibility before publication, Doyle arranged for the photographic plates to be examined by experts at Kodak. The company's assessment was carefully, deliberately neutral: Kodak's technicians stated that they could find no obvious evidence of the photographs being fake, while also explicitly declining to certify them as genuine evidence of supernatural beings, noting that a sufficiently skilled photographer could likely have staged similar images through conventional means. Doyle, primed by his own convictions and eager for validation, treated the absence of a definitive fraud finding as something close to confirmation.

Doyle published his article, "Fairies Photographed: An Epoch-Making Event Described by A. Conan Doyle," in the December 1920 Christmas issue of The Strand Magazine, presenting the Cottingley photographs as genuine evidence of fairy life. The article caused an immediate sensation, drawing both public fascination and significant ridicule from segments of the press and scientific community who viewed the endorsement as an embarrassing lapse from a man otherwise associated with rigorous logical thinking.

At Gardner's urging, Elsie and Frances had in fact produced three additional photographs during the summer of 1920 bringing the total number of images in the series to five. These later photographs showed increasingly elaborate fairy scenes, including one depicting a fairy offering a flower to Elsie.

 

Early Skepticism Takes Hold (1921–1922)

Public skepticism toward the photographs began building almost immediately after their initial publication, and it did not take long for a damaging piece of evidence to surface. In December 1921, the candle manufacturing firm Price and Sons publicly pointed out a striking resemblance between the photographed fairies and illustrations the company itself had used in advertising material for its night-lights, imagery that closely matched the style and posture of the figures traced from Princess Mary's Gift Book.

This revelation should, by any reasonable standard, have ended the controversy. It did not. Doyle, in subsequent writings and public statements addressing the criticism, acknowledged the theoretical possibility that the images could be staged cutouts, but consistently argued that the girls involved were too young, too unsophisticated, and too lacking in artistic training to have produced such convincing fabrications on their own. He maintained this position for the remainder of his life.

Doyle died in 1930, having never publicly abandoned his belief in the Cottingley Fairies' authenticity.

 

A Debate That Refused to Die (1930s–1970s)

Following Doyle's death, public interest in the Cottingley Fairies did not fade as quickly as might be expected for what was, by most informed accounts, an increasingly obvious hoax. The photographs continued to be referenced periodically in discussions of psychic phenomena and spiritualism throughout the following decades, and Elsie and Frances themselves, now adult women living quiet private lives, largely declined to comment publicly on the matter, neither confirming nor denying the growing suspicion surrounding their childhood photographs.

The advent of television-era investigative journalism in the 1960s and 1970s brought renewed scrutiny to the case. Documentary producers and journalists periodically approached the two women, by then elderly, seeking clarification, and were generally met with evasive or noncommittal responses. The persistence of this ambiguity, decades after the photographs' original publication and years after Doyle's death, meant that the Cottingley Fairies remained an unresolved public question well into the later twentieth century, a remarkable duration for what was fundamentally a homemade prank involving cardboard and hatpins.

 

The Investigation That Finally Closed the Case (Early 1980s)

A definitive resolution finally arrived through the work of Geoffrey Crawley, the editor of the British Journal of Photography, who conducted a detailed technical investigation into the photographs in the early 1980s. Crawley's analysis examined the images with a level of photographic and technical expertise that had not been systematically applied to the case before, and his conclusions were unambiguous: the photographs were staged, using paper cutouts supported by hatpins, vindicating the doubts that the Price and Sons comparison had first raised six decades earlier.

Faced with Crawley's findings, Elsie Wright finally broke her silence. In 1983, she wrote a full confession acknowledging that the photographs had been faked using cardboard cutouts. In a subsequent 1985 interview, she offered a remarkably candid and sympathetic explanation for why she and Frances had allowed the deception to continue for so long, stating simply: "Two village kids and a brilliant man like Conan Doyle — well, we could only keep quiet." The comment captured something poignant about the situation: two young girls, having stumbled into an elaborate prank that spiraled far beyond their control once endorsed by a national celebrity, found themselves trapped by the sheer social weight of correcting a man as prominent and as publicly invested as Doyle had become.

 

The One Detail That Was Never Fully Resolved

In perhaps the strangest coda to the entire affair, Frances Griffiths did not fully align with her cousin's confession. While she confirmed that the first four photographs in the series had indeed been staged using the cardboard cutouts, she maintained, consistently and until her own death, that the fifth and final photograph in the series was genuine, depicting real fairies rather than a fabricated scene. Neither Frances nor anyone else ever offered a fully satisfying explanation for this partial recantation, and it remains one of the case's unresolved footnotes, a small, strange holdout of conviction inside an otherwise fully confessed hoax.

 

Why the Story Still Resonates

The Cottingley Fairies endure in popular memory not simply as a curious historical prank, but as an instructive case study in how thoroughly personal grief and preexisting belief can override even a formidable, publicly celebrated intellect. Doyle's spiritualism was not a passing fancy; it was a direct, deeply felt response to catastrophic personal loss during a war that had devastated an entire generation of British families. His eagerness to accept the Cottingley photographs reflects less a failure of intelligence than a demonstration of how urgently people in mourning can want to believe in evidence of something beyond ordinary, observable reality, and how a carefully hedged corporate statement from Kodak, neither confirming nor denying authenticity, proved more persuasive to him than the far more obvious explanation eventually confirmed six decades later by two aging women and a photography expert with better equipment than anyone had thought to use in 1920.

 

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Wikipedia, "Cottingley Fairies," accessed 2026.

University of Leeds, "The Cottingley fairies: A study in deception," Medium, 2021.

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The Arthur Conan Doyle Encyclopedia, "The Coming of the Fairies."

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The Supreme Court’s decision in Brown v. Board of Education on May 17, 1954, is often treated as a clear dividing line in American civil rights history. Yet for many professionals working inside the civil rights infrastructure in the mid-century, the ruling raised as many questions as it resolved. Legal desegregation did not immediately translate into equitable schooling, housing access, or employment opportunities.

William Miller Barbour, a social worker and National Urban League administrator, was among those who began to articulate this gap in real time. Reflecting on the Brown decision, he emphasized that law could dismantle formal segregation, but it could not by itself construct integrated social life. That second task, he argued, required a different framework entirely. His career across Philadelphia, Denver, and Los Angeles shows how civil rights work operated not only through litigation and protest, but through administrative practice, municipal policy, and institutional reform.

Eric Schubert & Abigail Sholes explain.

Chief justice Earl Warren, author of the Supreme Court's opinion in Brown v. Board of Education. Source: Public domain, Harris & King photography, available here.

Formative Experience in a Segregated Nation

Barbour’s early life unfolded within the social geography of early twentieth-century racial inequality. Born in 1908 in Philadelphia and raised in working-class circumstances shaped by migration and domestic labor, he came of age in a society where African American mobility was constrained less by formal slavery than by segregated labor markets and housing systems.

Like many families during the Great Migration era, his household moved through regions of Pennsylvania and Virginia shaped by limited economic opportunity and racial stratification. These conditions formed the backdrop to his later interest in how institutions—rather than individuals alone—produce inequality. Rather than viewing this period as a traditional biographical origin story, it is more useful to understand it as the structural environment that shaped his later professional focus: the relationship between environment, opportunity, and social outcome.

 

Social Work and the Problem of Urban Youth

Barbour entered the field of social work during a period when American cities were undergoing rapid demographic and economic change. After studying at Elizabethtown College and the University of Pennsylvania, he worked in Philadelphia programs focused on juvenile rehabilitation in the 1940s. His work with youth populations in North Philadelphia reflected a broader shift in mid-century social thought: away from moral explanations of delinquency and toward environmental and institutional interpretations. Gang activity, in his view, was not simply a product of individual behavior but of disrupted civic structures, limited employment pathways, and segregated urban space. These early professional experiences shaped his belief that social intervention had to extend beyond individual rehabilitation to include community-level redesign.

 

Denver and the Institutional Turn in Civil Rights Work

A major transition in Barbour’s career occurred in 1947, when he assumed leadership roles within the National Urban League in Denver while also teaching sociology and social work at the University of Denver. In Denver, he worked alongside municipal leaders attempting to modernize city governance and address racial inequality in housing and employment. This environment pushed him further into policy-oriented civil rights work, where the focus was less on casework and more on systems.

During this period, Barbour developed one of his most important analytical distinctions: the separation between desegregation as legal removal of barriers and integration as a continuing social process. In his formulation, eliminating formal discrimination was only the first stage. The deeper challenge involved restructuring access to housing, employment networks, and institutional participation. This distinction would become central to his later writing and public speaking.

 

West Coast Civil Rights Work and National Urban League Leadership

In 1952, Barbour became director of the National Urban League’s Western Field Office in Los Angeles, placing him at the center of postwar migration, industrial labor tension, and rapid urban expansion. On the West Coast, racial inequality often operated through less formal but still powerful mechanisms: restrictive housing practices, discriminatory hiring, and uneven access to public accommodations. Barbour’s research and reports documented these patterns across cities such as Los Angeles, Richmond, and San Francisco.

One of his studies examined labor and housing conditions in Richmond’s wartime industrial economy, highlighting the tensions that emerged as African American workers entered previously segregated or exclusionary labor markets. He observed that formal labor expansion did not automatically produce equitable workplace conditions. He also documented the realities of travel discrimination, noting that access to hotels and lodging often depended on informal negotiation rather than legal rights. Even in regions without codified Jim Crow laws, exclusion remained widespread through private enforcement and social convention.

 

Intellectual Framework: Integration as Process

By the mid-1950s, Barbour was increasingly focused on defining civil rights as a long-term structural process rather than a discrete legal achievement. He argued that desegregation addressed the removal of legal barriers, while integration required the construction of shared social institutions. This framework drew on broader traditions in democratic theory and human rights discourse. Barbour linked contemporary civil rights struggles to longer historical developments, including Enlightenment political thought, constitutional history, and international human rights principles emerging after World War II.

He also emphasized the role of economic conditions in shaping civil rights outcomes. Employment access, he argued, directly influenced housing stability and educational opportunity, creating a cycle in which economic inequality reinforced racial inequality unless directly addressed. In this sense, Barbour’s thinking anticipated later civil rights strategies that emphasized economic justice as central to racial equality.

 

Final Years and Legacy

Throughout the mid-1950s, Barbour continued to participate in national conferences on housing, social work, and race relations. He was active in public discussions that brought together policymakers, academics, and civil rights professionals attempting to translate Brown v. Board of Education into actionable reform. He remained engaged with National Urban League initiatives that connected civil rights advocacy to broader questions of urban development, labor policy, and institutional reform.

Barbour died unexpectedly on March 20, 1957, in Los Angeles at the age of 48. His passing marked the loss of a figure whose work had bridged the era between early twentieth-century racial uplift politics and the more expansive civil rights mobilizations that followed.

 

Conclusion: A Transitional Civil Rights Thinker

William Miller Barbour’s significance lies less in a single event or achievement than in his role as a transitional thinker within the civil rights ecosystem of the mid-twentieth century. His work illustrates how civil rights ideas were not only shaped in courts and protest movements but also in administrative offices, municipal commissions, and research studies. By distinguishing between desegregation and integration, and by consistently linking racial equality to economic structure, Barbour helped articulate a framework that would become increasingly central to later civil rights debates. His career reflects an era in which civil rights work was expanding beyond legal reform into the broader question of how equality is actually built in practice.

 

Let us know what you think of William Miller Barbour below.

 

Sources

Jean-Paul Benowitz, Eric Schubert, Abigail Sholes, and Ava Barton. “Addressing Dignity Deferred: Post Desegregation and the Process of Integration: The Life and Legacy of Race Relations Leader W. Miller Barbour (1908–1957), Elizabethtown College Class of 1932.” The Journal of Lancaster County History, forthcoming 2026.

The Voice, May 22, 1952, 1.

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An elusive St. Louis entrepreneur and a revolutionary partnership transformed a crude hand accessory into baseball’s most sentimental tool. Brian D’Ambrosio explains.

A. C. Spalding & Bros. advertisements for baseball infielders' gloves, from a booklet published in 1905. Source: Public domain, unknown author, available here.

Long before televised World Series games and multimillion-dollar endorsement contracts, baseball gloves were crude, stiff accessories that players could barely trust. During the late 19th century, fielders often played barehanded or wore thin leather gloves that resembled work gloves more than sporting equipment. Baseballs arrived hard and fast, stinging palms, and splitting knuckles.

Into that situation stepped George Rawlings, a St. Louis businessman whose company would become one of the most recognizable names in the sport.

 

The Rise of the Rawlings Brothers

Biographical information about George Rawlings (1855–1909) is surprisingly limited. Unlike sporting entrepreneur Albert Spalding, Rawlings left behind little personal documentation. The company he co-founded with his brother Alfred in 1887, however, became one of the dominant manufacturers of baseball gloves, game balls, and athletic equipment in America.

The Rawlings opened their business during a difficult economic period in the United States. Early catalogs advertised fishing tackle, football supplies, golf equipment, hunting gear, and baseball products. Like many sporting goods stores of the era, the Rawlings business catered to a growing American market for recreation and organized athletics. Stacks of leather gloves, wooden bats, canvas equipment bags, and hunting gear crowded the store as organized sports gained popularity nationwide.

The brothers initially operated as retailers, but ambition and necessity gradually pushed them into manufacturing. After a fire damaged the business during the 1890s, the company reorganized and expanded production. The setback might have ruined a smaller enterprise, but Rawlings endured, positioning itself for the exploding popularity of organized sports in the early 20th century.

Baseball came to define the company. At the turn of the 20th century, gloves were flat and lightly padded, difficult to close, and often stiff as saddle leather, offering limited control of the ball. Infields were uneven and dusty, and errors were common. Fielders relied heavily on two-handed catches. As pitchers threw increasingly harder, and hitters swung more aggressively, equipment innovation became increasingly important.

Rawlings entered professional baseball circles early, supplying gloves to the hometown St. Louis Cardinals during the first decade of the 1900s. But the company’s most important breakthrough arrived through a collaboration that forever changed defensive baseball.

 

The Doak Invention

In 1919, Cardinals pitcher Bill Doak contacted Rawlings and proposed adding a web between a glove’s thumb and forefinger to create a deeper pocket. Before that innovation, gloves functioned largely as hand protection. Rawlings adopted the design for a true fielding instrument, marketed it aggressively, and helped popularize what became the modern baseball mitt. 

The impact proved enormous. The deeper pocket cradled the ball, improving ball control, reducing errors, and making one-handed catches more practical.  The Rawlings-Doak model remained popular for decades.

As professional baseball matured into America’s national pastime, Rawlings gloves became associated with stars such as Mickey Mantle, Roberto Clemente, Ozzie Smith, and Omar Vizquel. By the mid-20th century, Rawlings gloves had become fixtures in professional dugouts and neighborhood sandlots alike. Collectors today still treasure vintage Rawlings gloves associated with famous players and earlier eras of the game.

The company continued refining glove construction through new web styles, deeper pockets, lighter leather, and improved flexibility. Rawlings models such as the “Heart of the Hide” became known for durability and high-quality leather.

Rawlings also benefited from the strong connection many players developed with their gloves. For countless American children, their first meaningful piece of sports equipment was a Rawlings glove opened on Christmas morning or purchased before Little League season. 

Although George Rawlings remains somewhat shadowy in historical records, his legacy is unmistakable. From the early webbed gloves inspired by Bill Doak’s design to the professional mitts used by Major League Baseball today, the Rawlings name remains closely tied to the evolution of defensive play. He helped establish a company that became woven into the fabric of American sports culture.

 

Brian D'Ambrosio is the author of Montana Eccentrics, New Mexico Eccentrics, and Italian-Americana: Explorers, Entertainers, and Eccentrics. Available here: Amazon US | Amazon UK . ​His newest book American Eccentrics: Mavericks, Misfits, and Visionaries will be available August 2026.

 

Sources:

Various Obituaries on Newspapers.com

Rawlings History Account: https://www.rawlings.com/gold-glove-history.html

Baseball Hall of Fame:  https://baseballhall.org/discover/going-deep/the-evolution-of-baseball-gloves

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In 1951 Che Guevara was still known as Ernesto Guevara de la Serna. To his friends and family, he was a restless young man, still undecided about his life's direction, who constantly craved adventure and excitement. At this point, he was a medical student with a considerable number of examinations to complete, but he decided instead to travel the length of South America. In this period, we see the transition from Ernesto the restless student and man of letters to the man who would become Che.

Steve Prout explains.

You can read part 1 on Che’s early years here.

Che Guevara in Caballete de Casas, Cuba, 1958. Source: Museo Che Guevara, Public domain, available here.

The Motorcycle Diaries

This first journey began in January 1952 with his trusted friend Alberto Granado and temperamental motorcycle “La Poderosa II.” The two left Argentina for a tortuous adventure around his home continent recorded in the infamous book “The Motorcycle Diaries.” This first journey was very much two friends on a backpacking tour surviving on their wits and lack of money. To go into finite detail will offer no valuable insights as far as the focus of this article is concerned. The reader will be best served going straight to the actual book for more detail. Instead, we pick up after Ernesto’s return from his first trip and his plans changed once again. In the second of these articles, this will follow Che Guevara's life up until his involvement in the successful Cuban Revolution in 1959.

To summarize the first trip the two comrades began in January and February of 1952 working their way through Argentina before they spent the next two months in Chile. The duo then moved through Peru in March of that year before visiting Colombia and Venezuela in the summer months of June and July 1952. The trip finished with a visit to Miami before returning to Buenos Aires. There, Ernesto planned to finish his professional studies.

 

Introducing Doctor Guevara

In July 1952, Ernesto returned to Buenos Aires. This time it was to finish his medical studies, to which he applied himself in earnest, passing thirteen of his medical exams in November and December 1952. Allegedly according to his father beforehand, Ernesto succumbed to infection after experimenting on human remains required by his studies. Stubbornness had won the day and that same resolve would be applied to later life. One more exam remained in 1953, and he then officially became Dr Ernesto Guevara. He told his father by telephone the good news before then telling them to their dismay that he was going to embark on further travelling. This second trip would change his life. Che Guevara’s story now gathers pace.

 

Back on the Road, 1953

In July 1953, he set out on his second journey. This time his journey again began in Argentina with his friend Carlos Ferrer, crossing part into Chilean territory and then into Bolivia. At first his journalling and its content was reminiscent of his first trip with the usual privations of his travels such as the limitations caused by his asthma, mechanical breakdowns, and border issues. Eventually in 1953 he reached Central America. The tail end of this journey sent him to Guatemala and then ultimately Mexico, where he had his fateful meeting with Fidel Castro.

 

Guatemala, 1954

Everything in Ernesto's life would change with his stay in Guatemala. Ernesto had travelled through the region at a tense time. Guatemala, or rather the administration headed by the nation's leader Jacobo Arbenz (1951–1954), had its fair share of problems with the USA and its neighbors. The President had introduced some sweeping reforms in the country during the “Ten Year Guatemalan Revolution” from 1944 to 1954. The reforms improved the lives of over half a million people and the agrarian reforms improved the lot of the agricultural community. The policy of Arbenz’s reforms was for the government to seize idle and uncultivated land and redistribute it to its people. This was a policy that a growing Marxist like young Ernesto would approve of. Ernesto became a staunch supporter of Arbenz in his time in Guatemala.

This did not sit well with the USA and corporations resident in that country such as the United Fruit Company. Those corporations lobbied President Eisenhower and the hawkish John Foster Dulles, Secretary of State to remove Arbenz via the CIA and military action. At the same time, the two US statesmen also feared the growth or strong influence of communism in Guatemala and feared for the financial stakes they had made. They could not let Arbenz continue or allow his ideas to spread throughout the rest of South America.

Ernesto, although intending to travel and fund himself through casual work within the medical profession, found himself caught up in the political furor, which he did not find unpleasant. He was keen to fight on the side of Arbenz and joined an armed militia organized by a communist group. Once the bombing began, he tried to organize this group to perform a number of supporting roles such as guarding the capital and arms negotiations to other resistance. It was all in vain and temporary; after expressing frustration with the lack of action in the group, he abandoned this idea and returned to his medical duties. Following the coup, he again volunteered to fight, but Arbenz took refuge in the Mexican embassy, and his control of his country was lost. All foreign supporters were urgently advised by him to leave Guatemala. Due to their support and involvement with Arbenz, Ernesto had now been targeted by the authorities. However, Ernesto showed no signs of being perturbed by these dangers at all.

In his letters to his mother, he confessed that being around the chaos made him feel a “little ashamed for having as much fun as a monkey” and that had felt “a magic sensation of inviolability” that led him to “lick his lips in pleasure.” This was now a man who had acquired an addiction to adrenaline and danger. His growing penchant for adventure had now been raised to higher and more dangerous levels.

Ernesto met Hilda Gadea, a Peruvian woman whom he later married in the late summer of 1955 in Mexico. Hilda was also a political activist before she met Ernesto, and her work had led her to be expelled from Peru in 1948. This did not help her during her time in Guatemala: swept up in the political turmoil alongside Ernesto, she was incarcerated in a Guatemalan prison on multiple occasions, gaining release each time only after hunger striking. The two seemed very intellectual and politically compatible, but the marriage had underlying issues that would later surface. Ernesto, it has been suggested, initially courted her as she was convenient to him on many levels such as financial support, a useful contact, a roof over his head and more so for “transactional motives” (Che’s actual words from his memoirs cannot be used here).

Meanwhile President Arbenz fled his country and was replaced by a US/Honduran-backed government headed by Castillo Armas. The new President was clamping down on any suspected communist sympathizers and supporters of its former leader. The couple therefore had to leave Guatemala amid the bombings, invasions and the new government clampdowns and headed for Mexico. The couple would both leave and arrive in Mexico separately.

In 1954, Ernesto was still nothing more than a “young Argentine vagabond who just happened to have a medical degree scrabbling for work in a foreign country.” He had acquired a taste for danger, and all that seemed to be needed now was a cause and a leader to cross his path.

 

Mexico and Fidel Castro, 1955

Even as late as 1955, Ernesto still had his heart set on his travels. His letters home still talked of travelling to Europe and India specifically, which were no doubt genuine, and he could change his mind at “the drop of the proverbial hat.” In a letter to his mother in November 1954, he wrote that he is “desperate to travel around Europe” and in that same letter “as for the United States I have not lost an ounce of hostility.” In explaining how he would still like to visit New York he adds “I’ll leave just as anti-Yankee as when I arrive”. His experiences in Guatemala had clearly affected him as he makes other political observations.

His views on Mexico were interesting. In a letter written in March 1955, shortly after he arrived, it is clear that his anti-Americanism followed him. He blames the upheavals going on in the country as being US instigated when he said, “Mexico has been completely handed over to the Americans.” He adds that the “FBI is much more dangerous than the Mexican police, here they act as they please and arrest anyone without a pretext.” In the meantime, his letters home talked of the struggles of finding work and political commentary.

In reality, much more was going on under the surface. Ernesto pretended in his letters to be pursuing an academic career and falsely claimed to be working on various research projects and pursuing professorships in various educational establishments. His letters up to July 1956 were those of a man with continued wanderlust, various bouts of casual jobbing, and thoughts of establishing a medical career. In truth he was preparing himself for Fidel Castro’s planned invasion and coup of Cuba. In his letter to his mother on 6th July 1956 from Miguel Schultz Prison, which he described as his “delightful mansion,” he admitted “I’ve spent much time stumbling around looking for my truth, having finding my way, and with a draught to perpetuate me, I feel I have closed the cycle”. He refers to his decision to join the cause and support Fidel Castro.

Ernesto in that letter of 6th July 1956 makes further admissions from Miguel Schultz Prison, in which he stated “over the past few months I have maintained the cover of saying I had a job as a professor, whereas in fact I have been dedicating myself to the physical training who must one day set foot again in Cuba”. Che mentions in that same letter Fidel Castro’s arrest, which implicated Ernesto himself thus ending up in prison. He further reveals, “I see my future tied to the Cuban Revolution.” So how did the two men meet and bond?

Ernesto's initial attempts at establishing contact with Castro were tentative, but he eventually met him through mutual associates. At first, on these occasions, Ernesto sat in silence and at a distance, offering little, as if he were in awe of Castro or intimidated by Castro’s overwhelming personality. It was in fact Hilda who asked Castro the bold questions about his exile. Ernesto at this point was far from the future right-hand man of the movement, but he realized that if he were going to make a mark on this world and make a name for himself, he would need Fidel Castro and to be part of his plans for the Cuban revolution.

 

The beginnings of a revolutionary

Ernesto committed himself wholeheartedly to the cause with a new zeal. His marriage became secondary to his new efforts. He applied strict daily discipline to his diet and gymnasium work. He also conditioned his mind with economic works, Mao and Soviet texts and regularly attended secret meetings of the Mexican Communist Party to discuss the situation in Latin America. All this was in preparation for Fidel’s Cuban assault plans. All this had to be clandestine as the FBI, CIA and Mexican authorities were always fast to swoop down on any communist activity. The danger no doubt appealed to the adventure-seeking Ernesto.

These efforts came to the attention of Castro, who rebuked his small group of forty fellow revolutionaries for not displaying the same zeal as Ernesto. Eventually his colleagues warmed to him and his disciplinarian ways, earning him a leadership title within the small ranks but that would take time, a lot of time. Ernesto immediately sought a remote and safe location to further develop training which he did successfully. He acquired a ranch in Chalco in Mexico. As he left to join his comrades there, he warned Hilda that he might not return.

Ernesto was still to be properly accepted by Castro’s group. He was still seen by this exclusive group as an interloper or a foreigner who had no business in Cuban affairs, much less organize them. He was seen as a scruffy oddball, too self-righteous and altogether disagreeable. Some commented on his lack of hygiene, in particular washing, but instead Ernesto was trying to condition himself and his colleagues for the harsh conditions of guerrilla warfare that would take place once they arrived in Cuba.  In one incident, a member refused to obey Ernesto's orders, and a court martial was instigated by Castro in his support for the man who had now been named by his colleagues as Che (Ernesto will now be referred to as Che).

Che carried on his routines with his characteristic discipline while Fidel Castro left to intensify funding and arms supplies from sympathizers in Cuba and the USA, but he was seized by the authorities in July 1956 and the whole operation looked as if it were about to be derailed... Hilda and other members were detained and charged with plotting a coup and assassination of Batista. Che was ordered by Castro to volunteer his arrest. The whole event made the national news in Mexico. Che was now coming to public prominence as a new article reported on a certain “Dr Guevara as an active member of the Instituto Intercambio Cultural Mexicano-Ruso” who was “the principal link between the Cuban plotters and certain communist organizations.”  These were serious charges and accusations, and Che was now facing the full legal and political backlash in the glare of the world’s media. He was no longer the vagabond in the background. Castro’s contacts had to arrange legal defense and representation and with that came media attention. Che then admitted his involvement with the Cuban revolutionary movement to his parents in the letter of 6th July (as detailed above). Guevara was interrogated several times as the authorities were now concerned over Che’s communist connections.

It gave his family cause for concern, rightfully so, but in a letter to his mother, who expressed worry, he simply replied “I am all the contrary of a Christ. I fight for the things I believe in, with all the weapons at my disposal and try to leave the other men dead…” he went on in a veiled rebuke of his mother’s natural concern “what terrifies me is your lack of comprehension in all of this and your advice about moderation, egotism, etc.”. It appears she had struck a nerve, but Ernesto, now Che, was fully focused.

Whilst incarcerated, Che did not acquit himself well with Castro. Che spoke too openly, carelessly, and too freely on Marxist theories and intentions that he held to his interrogators. He shared loudly his Marxist views on Latin America and the need for armed revolutionary struggle. Castro was furious with this unwanted attention and needless risk that could jeopardize his operation. He had previously denied publicly any association with communist movements and now this was being undermined by Che Guevara. Che's outspokenness was rumored to be a source of quiet frustration for Castro.

Meanwhile, Che started a series of hunger strikes whilst incarcerated. He was one of the last two of Castro’s group to be released. After his release, Che, along with Castro’s group of revolutionaries, went underground in Mexico to continue planning their assault on Cuba and Batista.

 

Cuba, Guerrilla Warfare and Revolution

The plans did not go well at first. The small band of men had to move around Mexico in a clandestine manner, out of view of the Mexican authorities, US and Cuban agents. Che had effectively left the marital home, warning Hilda again that he might not return. The next time the couple would meet was in 1959 after achieving victory in Cuba where Che would admit an affair and seek a divorce.

Meanwhile Castro had to overcome many financial and logistical problems while the team trained themselves. He needed money for a boat; he needed arms and more committed men. He only had forty at this time. After secretive visits to the USA, he secured $50,000, a boat and forty more men. He would eventually assault Cuba with an initial force of eighty-two men. The landings needed to be coordinated with planned uprisings in Cuba.

In November 1956, with the odds stacked against them, Castro, Che and the rest of the eighty-two men embarked for Cuba. Of those men, only twenty-two remained after most were killed almost immediately in the early stage of the assault, which was going unfavorably for Castro and favorably for Batista. The rebels sought refuge in the mountains.

Morale was low, and while they took stock and sought refuge in the Sierra Maestra mountains under miserable conditions, Che took a different approach to winning over hearts and minds. This is where his intellect was of better use than his weakened physical situation aggravated by asthma and mosquito infection. His next actions secured his promotion and elevation in the ranks. During his time in the mountains, he lived among the poor subsistence farmers. The living conditions were very grim for everyone: there were no schools, no electricity, minimal access to healthcare, and many of the adults were illiterate. Che suggested an alternative but longer path to win over the population: a strategy of “competence, diplomacy and patience".

Che set up infrastructure to serve the needs of the local population and the guerrillas. He set up factories to make grenades, built ovens to bake bread, and organized schools to teach illiterate campesinos to read and write. Alongside this makeshift community, he established health clinics, workshops to teach military tactics, and a newspaper to disseminate information. Che was promoted by Castro to the rank of Comandante of a second army column. Che would acquit himself well in the battles that were to come.

 

Che the Comandante

Although in combat conditions, Che was never far from his intellectual pursuits. It was something he demanded of his men. An educated guerrilla force was more effective than an illiterate one. He expected higher standards of everyone, which was certainly a trait he displayed consistently in his many roles. He was also known for his ruthlessness and had no compunction in executing traitors, a matter that is still hotly debated by historians today as to whether he was a tyrant or not.

 

Castro on Comandante Guevara

Castro described Guevara as intelligent, daring, and an exemplary leader who "had great moral authority over his troops” but also a man who took too many risks that bordered on a "tendency toward foolhardiness". The two in public always appeared united, but Che had attracted Castro's disapproval many times, and this would not be the last. We will assess in the final article whether Castro saw him in the post-revolutionary period as a liability.

 

Che and Guerrilla Warfare

Che took part in a number of battles in the two years up to victory. Not all the battles Che participated in will be recounted, but one in particular stands out. In July 1958, Guevara played a critical role in the Battle of Las Mercedes. His column halted an attacking force of 1,500 men called up by Batista's General Cantillo, whose mission was to surround and destroy Castro's forces. It involved a series of hit-and-run tactics that some military experts praise as evidence of Che's ingenuity. It was a tactic he utilized successfully multiple times. It became an essential part of his book Guerrilla Warfare, published in 1961.

The war was approaching its end. In December 1958, one of the final battles required Che to take the Las Villas province, dividing the island and its opposing forces. Using his guerrilla tactics, he soon took control of the area except the capital, Santa Clara, which required a new approach, as Che was outnumbered by government forces ten to one. He was successful in taking the capital.

On 2nd January 1959, Che entered Havana to take control of the capital. Castro followed some days afterward. This would be the last occasion Che would be successful in combat or in any theatre he became involved in. Castro had won the war, Batista fled, and Che had now achieved iconic status.

 

Conclusion

In 1959, Che was in the spotlight on the international stage. He had also fallen for Aleida March, a fellow revolutionary he had fought alongside, and was divorced from Hilda soon after. He was now firmly ensconced in a number of government roles to settle Cuba's internal affairs and help complete its revolution. This, however, was not enough. He wanted a stage to himself. His ideas and dreams had grown.

The next article will finish on the post-revolutionary life, a critique of Che's character, his ideas, successes and failures.

 

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Sources

I Embrace You with All My Revolutionary Fervour – Ernesto Che Guevara – Collected letters 1947-1967 – Penguin Modern Classics

The Motorcycle Diaries – Che Guevara – 1995 -Fourth Estate Paper Backs

Che Guevara – A Revolutionary Life – Jon Lee Anderson – Penguin – 1997

Back on the Road – A Journey into Central America - Che Guevara – 2000 – Vintage Uk

Guerrilla Warfare – Che Guevara – 1961 – Souvenir Press

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A century after Napoleon's death, thousands of Boer prisoners unexpectedly transformed life on one of Britain's most remote possessions. Richard Clements explains. Richard Clements explains.

A view of St Helena, circa 1790. Thornton, engraver, published by A. Hogg. Source: Public domain, available here.

In April 1900, St Helena found itself entering another unexpected chapter in its long and unusual history.

Nearly eighty years had passed since Napoleon Bonaparte had died on the island, yet once again ships were approaching Jamestown carrying defeated enemies of Britain. This time they were not emperors and marshals, but exhausted Boer prisoners captured during the war in South Africa.

Governor Robert Armitage Sterndale seems to have understood that emotions might easily run high. Before the prisoners arrived, he urged the islanders to show restraint and courtesy. Whatever side they had fought on, these men had gone to war for what they believed was their country's cause.

On 11 April 1900, the first contingent of 514 prisoners came ashore. By the end of the war, somewhere between 5,500 and 6,000 Boer prisoners had passed through St Helena. The effect on the island was immediate. Suddenly, a small community found itself sharing the island with thousands of unexpected newcomers.

 

Another Prison Island

Britain's military authorities had never expected to care for so many captives. As the war dragged on, prisoner camps in South Africa became increasingly overcrowded and vulnerable. Men were sent across the Empire to places including Bermuda, India, and Ceylon.

St Helena offered an obvious solution.

The same remoteness that had once confined Napoleon now appealed to officials faced with a very different problem. Surrounded by thousands of miles of ocean, the island seemed secure enough to hold thousands of prisoners.

Among the first arrivals was General Piet Cronjé, whose surrender at Paardeberg had shocked the Boer republics. Punch magazine later imagined the defeated commander saluting Napoleon's ghost with the words, "Same enemy, Sire! Same result!"

Lord Roberts allowed Cronjé's wife Hester to accompany her husband, and the couple were accommodated at Kent Cottage near Half Tree Hollow rather than in the camp itself. According to later accounts, the general insisted that proper respect should be shown to his rank and was even provided with a mounted guard made up of members of the St Helena Volunteers.

 

A Canvas City

Most of the prisoners were marched to Deadwood Plain, a windswept plateau overlooking the sea and not far from Longwood, where Napoleon had spent his final years.

Arthur Montefiore Bryce later described Deadwood Camp as a "canvas city."

Rows of tents spread across the open ground. Contemporary accounts suggest that each tent might contain as many as twelve men. Before long, the camp became overcrowded and permission was granted for prisoners to construct their own shelters using whatever materials they could find.

Paraffin tins, scraps of timber, bamboo, and cloth all found new uses.

The prisoners gave their growing settlement a nickname.

Blikkiesdorp.

Tin Town.

As more transports arrived, a second camp was established at Broadbottom. There, another improvised settlement emerged. The men called it Lappiesdorp, or Rag Town. Differences between Transvaalers and Orange Free Staters, together with simple overcrowding, encouraged the separation.

Later still, another division appeared. Men willing to swear allegiance to the British Crown found themselves deeply unpopular with those who remained committed to the republican cause. Deadwood No. 2 became known officially as Peace Camp, though not everyone used that name. Depending on whom one asked, it was also remembered as Jam Camp or Judas Camp.

 

Life Behind the Wire

The pages of Kamp Kruimels, the camp newspaper, suggest that life was not entirely given over to monotony.

Christmas brought decorated halls, church services, and parcels sent from Europe. More than 1,400 gifts arrived from supporters overseas. Rugby and cricket attracted enthusiastic followings, and arguments over sport seem to have been as common then as they are now.

Small businesses sprang up throughout the camp. Advertisements appeared for bakeries, confectioners, painters, engravers, and walking-stick makers. There were cafés, a brewery, and a surprising range of craftsmen.

Deadwood had begun to resemble something more than a prison camp.

As evening approached, singing could often be heard across the plain. There were choirs, brass bands, and string groups, and more than one visitor remarked upon the sound of hymns drifting over the tents.

Among the prisoners listening to those voices was Erich Mayer, a German-born volunteer who had joined the Boer cause. After the war, he became one of South Africa's most respected artists. His sketches preserved scenes from St Helena long after the camps themselves had vanished.

Sports also helped pass the time. Contemporary reports describe cricket, football, athletic meetings, and concerts. Reuters dispatches noted competitions lasting several days, while visitors remembered camp life as surprisingly active.

Many prisoners sought work, not simply for the money but to relieve the boredom of confinement.

 

Tensions and Escape

Life on St Helena was generally peaceful, but it was not without difficulties.

Persistent troublemakers occasionally found themselves confined in High Knoll Fort overlooking Jamestown. Serious incidents remained rare. One prisoner was shot and killed by a sentry in early 1901 following repeated attacks on guards with stones and other missiles. A military inquiry followed.

Escape attempts provided rather more colorful episodes.

One of the most famous involved Hans Eloff, a relative of President Paul Kruger. Together with several companions, he seized an old fishing boat at Sandy Bay and attempted to persuade local fishermen to help.

The escape soon descended into something close to farce.

Floorboards were ripped up in an effort to fashion paddles and money was offered to the fishermen, but the islanders stood firm. By the following morning, the would-be fugitives had been returned to custody.

Other schemes fared no better. One prisoner attempted to hide inside a crate marked "Boer Curios." Another pair stole a small water boat named Phoebe, only to be recaptured soon afterward.

For most prisoners, the surrounding ocean proved a more effective barrier than any fence.

 

The Island Changes

The Boers altered life on St Helena in ways few people had anticipated.

Local farmers benefited from increased demand for produce. Vegetables, eggs, cheese, and other goods commanded higher prices. Some prisoners entered the service of farmers and tradesmen, while others worked on roads and wharf improvements.

Governor Sterndale's administration employed groups of prisoners on public works. Reuters reports observed that many actively sought employment simply to break the routine of camp life.

The changes were not entirely beneficial. Fuel prices rose and heavy wagon traffic damaged roads. Yet many islanders later looked back on the period as an unexpected economic boost.

Relations between prisoners and residents appear to have been remarkably good. Before departing, German prisoners expressed their gratitude to the people of St Helena for the kindness shown to them during what they called the gloomy days of captivity.

For a small island community, the experience had been extraordinary.

 

Those Who Stayed

Most of the prisoners eventually returned to South Africa.

Not all of them did.

Some married local women and chose to remain on the island permanently.

Charles John Smith had been captured at Elandslaagte in 1899 and transported to St Helena with his brother Alfred. When repatriation finally came, Charles made a decision that surprised many others.

He stayed.

Known locally as "Boer Smith," he ran a bakery and became one of Jamestown's best-known characters. People who knew him later remembered a talkative man who delighted in telling stories and slipping back into old-fashioned Afrikaans whenever South Africans happened to appear.

He died in 1958 and was buried in St Paul's churchyard.

Members of his family remain part of St Helena life today.

 

A Cemetery on the Hillside

Not everyone lived to see the end of the war.

During 1902, enteric fever spread through the camps and deaths began to mount. By the time the prisoners departed, 180 men had been buried on the island.

According to several later accounts, Anglican authorities declined to use Anglican burial grounds and the Baptist community provided land at Knollcombes. There a cemetery was established on a steep hillside in the island's interior.

In 1913, the government of South Africa sent two granite obelisks listing the names and ages of the dead. The youngest was sixteen. The oldest sixty-one.

Today, little remains of Deadwood or Broadbottom beyond markers, photographs, and memories. The winds still sweep across the same hills, and the cemetery at Knollcombes remains quiet.

Yet traces of those years survive in family names, museum collections, and stories that have become part of St Helena's own history.

Long after the tents vanished, the Boer years never entirely left the island.

 

Now read about Napoleon’s secret plan to escape to America here – rather than St Helena

 

Further Reading

Alana Bailey, "Boer Graves on St Helena."

A. J. Nathan, "Boer Prisoners of War on the Island of St Helena," Military History Journal, Vol. 11, No. 3/4 (1999).

Arthur Montefiore Bryce, "Life in Camp at St Helena," Temple Bar.

Ben Viljoen, My Reminiscences of the Anglo-Boer War.

British Newspaper Archive.

E. L. Jackson, St Helena.

Philip Gosse, St Helena, 1502–1938.

Deadwood Camp Gedenksboek and surviving issues of Kamp Kruimels and De Krijgsgevangene.

St Helena Guardian (1900–1902).

St Helena Island Info.

The War of the Breton Succession, or Breton War of Succession (1341–1365), was a war over the succession to the dukes of Brittany, in north-western France, that lasted for over twenty years. The war was a major conflict in the long Hundred Years’ War, which drove both France and England into a fight for survival and a contest for supremacy in Western Europe. Talia Bega explains — and look at French struggles in Crécy.

Part 1 on the origins of the war is here, and part 2 on the rise of the English is here, and part 3 on the rise of the English here.

Battle of Crécy. From an illuminated manuscript of Jean Froissart's Chronicles. Source: Public domain, available here.

A Lost Tide

The effects of the Truce of Malestroit challenged the French about whether the world really supported the English cause in France. Signed on January 19, 1343, the truce paused the war until September 1346 and allowed the English to make gains in France, as the treaty was signed in favor of the English. The monarchs did not meet in person as the treaty itself was signed by the Papal legates who mediated between the two crowns. However, the truce did not last long as Edward III was planning something larger, what would become known as the Crécy campaign.  Edward also saw that after John, the Duke of Montfort, was released, Charles fought on, which angered Edward further.

In 1344, Charles led a siege in the town of Quimper, in south-western Brittany, which fell shortly after a one-month siege. An estimated 2,000 citizens were killed, and a few hundred English prisoners were captured. John, even though he was in his late 40s, had lost the drive he once had, and fled to England. Edward saw this as a chance to break the truce and sent a large force into Brittany with John to check Charles’ advance.  The forces were also led by the Earl of Northampton, who helped John get a victory in Central Brittany that defeated Charles of Blois at Cadoret.

Charles and John were locked in another back-and-forth, with John now looking as though he might be the rightful heir after all.  As king, Edward had to raise heavy taxes to fund these campaigns, but this tax raise was largely deferred, since he was already struggling with mounting debt.  John tried to recapture Quimper, but died shortly after in September, ending his long struggle for the duchy.

His death shocked many, since he had been the central figure in the dispute, and it plunged the conflict into fresh chaos. Charles now held the upper hand as duke, but the English were far from finished.  This also helps explain why Edward broke off the truce: he could see that John was already losing. Crucially, the war had now become a land campaign, with Edward using Breton territory as a springboard to invade France on a far larger scale. He understood the stakes: at heart this remained a succession crisis, not merely another campaign.

The new heir was the 6-year-old John, and his family could only wait for the right moment to intervene and weigh what best served them. Edward’s Gascon campaign would continue to ravage France and inflict humiliating losses on the French leadership. Brittany descended into chaos as English forces used the sea lanes to bring in supplies as fast as ever, sustaining their large-scale offensives in the Gascon region. 

 

The Crécy Campaign

After the fighting resumed in 1345, Edward wanted far more, sensing that a decisive victory was within reach. The truce was meant to last until 1346, but neither side honored it, least of all Edward. It would prove one of the most humiliating defeats the French suffered on their own soil. The brutal campaign saw Edward overrun much of northern France, bringing him a step closer to Paris.

The campaign began with an invasion of Normandy in the summer of 1346, designed to lay waste to the countryside. It came a year after Edward’s victorious Gascon campaign, which had inflicted a heavy defeat on the French in their own lands. For France, Philip VI had to borrow heavily from the papacy to keep France from falling to the English. Edward, by contrast, won strong backing from Parliament, which approved the invasion and the taxes needed to fund it.

The French again employed Italian mercenaries, especially Genoese crossbowmen, while the English drew support from the Flemish and the Holy Roman Empire.  The French suffered a humiliating defeat at Caen, but English casualties were also beginning to mount. One problem for Edward during this campaign was not only these losses but also supply, which grew into a serious difficulty for an army of such size. The French also shrewdly denied the English supplies, making it harder for them to advance. 

One of the most famous battles was at Crécy, which resulted in heavy French losses. It was also the battle in which the sixteen-year-old Edward, the Black Prince, won his first victory. The fighting was grueling, with both sides locked in a hard struggle until the French were broken. Casualties were heavy: the French lost many thousands, while the English lost only a few hundred. It was a humiliation: the French had the larger army yet were routed, raising hard questions about their leadership. In 1347, after a brutal siege, Calais fell to the English, who held it until 1558. With everything collapsing around them, the French even turned to Scotland, England’s old enemy, for support. That hope collapsed when the Scottish king was captured by the English at Neville’s Cross.

The campaign was a deep embarrassment for France — not only because so large an army had been defeated, but because of how that defeat came about, especially against an English force that seemed to have a clear plan. Edward was well prepared and widely supported; the French, by contrast, were in disarray, already stretched by the war in Brittany. How could France lose, even under Philip’s hands, having lost so much support, even from his own court? Despite these failures, the Truce of Calais was signed in 1347, halting the war for some time, helped in part by the Black Death that struck around 1348. The truce held for some time, surviving the death of Philip in 1350 and the accession of his son as John II.

 

What Now?

The Crécy campaign is closely bound up with the Breton War of Succession, since both formed part of the wider Hundred Years’ War. France’s defeats shaped much of Brittany’s future, especially now that Edward controlled so much of this territory. Many questions about the campaign remain, but much of the outcome can be put down to France’s financial crisis, poor morale, and weak planning. Charles faced a mounting problem, especially after Crécy: how could he hold on if England held all the cards?

 

Now read part 45on how the French started to turn the tide (somewhat) here.

 

Bibliography

GRAHAM-GOERING, E. (2021). Princely power in late medieval France: Jeanne de Penthievre and the war for Brittany. CAMBRIDGE UNIV PRESS.

Sumption, J. (1991). The Hundred Years' War. University of Pennsylvania Press.

By the seventh inning of a baseball game, the ritual is as dependable as a close play at first base. Fans rise, stretch their legs, and sing words that have echoed through grandstands for more than a century: “Take me out to the ball game / Take me out with the crowd…”

It is one of the most recognizable songs in American life, a tune so embedded in the national pastime that it can feel as old as baseball itself. Yet the man who wrote the lyrics, Jack Norworth, remains a fascinating footnote in both sports and entertainment history—a vaudeville performer, prolific songwriter, serial romantic, and a figure forever attached to one of popular culture’s great ironies: the longstanding claim that he wrote baseball’s anthem despite never having attended a game.

Like many good American legends, the truth is a little murkier—and more interesting.

Brian D’Ambrosio explains.

Jack Norworth. Source: Public domain, US Library of Congress, available here.

Jack Norworth was born John Godfrey Knauff on January 5, 1879, in Philadelphia. His family had ties to the theater world, and he gravitated toward performance early in life. As a teenager, he joined vaudeville, the rough-and-tumble entertainment circuit that dominated American popular culture before radio and film transformed the industry.

Vaudeville performers had to do a little of everything—sing, dance, act, improvise, and survive endless travel schedules. Norworth proved adaptable. He became both a performer and lyricist, eventually changing his name because “Jack Norworth” sounded more theatrical and marketable than John Knauff.

By the early 1900s, he was working in New York during the heyday of Tin Pan Alley, the bustling district where songwriters churned out hits for sheet music publishers. This was an era when hit songs traveled not through streaming services or radio playlists, but through family pianos and sheet music sales. A catchy tune could sweep the country.

In 1908, inspiration struck in famously ordinary fashion. According to the most widely repeated story, Norworth was riding a subway train in Manhattan when he noticed a sign advertising a baseball game at the Polo Grounds between the New York Giants and Chicago Cubs. He grabbed an envelope and quickly scribbled lyrics.

The opening chorus became instantly immortal:

Take me out to the ball game/Take me out with the crowd/Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack/I don’t care if I never get back.

The song’s lesser-known verses are equally charming—and far less remembered by modern fans. They center on Katie Casey, a young fan thoroughly obsessed with baseball:

Katie Casey was baseball mad/ Had the fever and had it bad.

When her suitor invites her to a show, Katie rejects the idea entirely. She wants baseball.

It was a clever twist for 1908: Katie Casey is portrayed as the true fanatic in the relationship. She understands where she wants to be and what matters.

She also delivers what may be baseball’s most enduring command:

Root, root, root for the home team/If they don’t win it’s a shame.

That line perfectly captures baseball loyalty. Your team may disappoint you repeatedly, but allegiance remains.

Norworth brought in composer Albert Von Tilzer to write the music. Ironically, Von Tilzer reportedly knew little about baseball himself. Together, the pair created a song that neither could have imagined would become permanently stitched into American sporting culture.

The famous claim that Norworth had never attended a baseball game when he wrote the song remains difficult to fully verify. He often admitted he was not a devoted baseball follower at the time, which helped fuel the legend. Later in life, however, he attended games regularly and embraced his connection to the sport.

The song became an immediate success in sheet music form in 1908, but its transformation into a baseball ritual took decades. For many years, it remained simply a popular song among many others.

Its biggest revival came through broadcaster Harry Caray, who famously led fans in singing it during the seventh-inning stretch while calling games for the Chicago White Sox and later the Chicago Cubs. Caray’s exuberant performances helped turn the tune into a permanent stadium tradition nationwide.

Today, the song is inseparable from baseball itself. It echoes through historic venues and modern ballparks alike, sung by generations of fans who may know only the chorus while remaining unaware of Katie Casey altogether.

Norworth’s life extended well beyond one song. He wrote dozens of compositions during his career and remained active in entertainment for decades. He was married several times, most notably to vaudeville star Nora Bayes, one of the era’s most prominent performers. Their marriage was often turbulent and frequently made headlines.

His life reflected the instability and glamour of early show business—equal parts ambition, reinvention, and spectacle.

Norworth died on September 1, 1959, in Laguna Beach, California, at age 80. By then, his place in American cultural history was secure.

What makes “Take Me Out to the Ball Game” endure is not simply its familiarity. The song captures baseball’s atmosphere as much as the game itself: noisy crowds, snack vendors, hope, heartbreak, and the communal optimism that arrives every season.

Baseball has changed dramatically since 1908. Ballparks are larger. Salaries are astronomical. Analytics shape strategy. Rules evolve.

Yet during the seventh inning, everything briefly slows. Fans stand. Voices rise.

And a songwriter who may not have fully understood baseball gave America one of its most lasting traditions.

That may be the most fitting baseball story of all.

 

You can read about the role of baseball in the US Civil War here.

Brian D'Ambrosio is the author of Montana Eccentrics, New Mexico Eccentrics, and Italian-Americana: Explorers, Entertainers, and Eccentrics. Available here: Amazon US | Amazon UK

​He is currently working on a volume of American Eccentrics: Mavericks, Misfits, and Visionaries.

 

Sources:

Library of Congress: https://guides.loc.gov/baseball-music/take-me-out-to-the-ball-game

Songwriters Hall of Fame: https://www.songhall.org/profiles/jack-norworth

Various Obituaries, Newspapers.com

Baseball Hall of Fame: https://baseballhall.org/discover/baseballs-anthem-began-as-tin-pan-alley-hit

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