Richard Hannay Sets Out

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In my post about adventure fiction for November 1, 2023, I mentioned several candidates for the best example of the genre ever written, including John Buchan’s 1916 novel Greenmantle.

While not Buchan’s most widely read book, it gets my vote as his best. It also features the second appearance of Major-General Sir Richard Hannay, whom Buchan introduced as the protagonist of his short 1915 novel The Thirty-Nine Steps (William Blackwood & Sons)—undoubtedly his best-known work. Together, the two novels mark the opening stages of a fictional career that ended (on paper, at least) in 1940 with the publication of Sick Heart River, in which Hannay appears as a secondary character.

Buchan dedicated The Thirty-Nine Steps to his close friend Tommy Nelson, describing it as a “romance” in which the “incidents defy the probabilities and march just inside the borders of the possible.” That was a fair enough assessment in Buchan’s time, although in the early twenty-first century we’ve grown so used to the unlikely, in life as well as in art, that the description isn’t particularly compelling. Buchan also called it a “shocker,” but, once again, we’re well past the stage of being shocked.

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In any case, The Thirty-Nine Steps sold an impressive 25,000 copies within a few months. Part of its success involved timing, of course. The year was 1915, the Great War (as it was known until a greater one erupted in 1939) had begun on July 28, 1914, and there were legitimate fears of German infiltrators.

The Thirty-Nine Steps opens in early 1914 when Richard Hannay’s frightened neighbor, Franklin Scudder, tells him that German agents are plotting to assassinate the Premier of Greece, Constantine Karolides, on a visit to London. In the wake of the crime, war is sure to follow. When Scudder is murdered a few days later, Hannay realizes that he himself is in danger and makes what he thinks is an escape to Scotland. However …

The Thirty-Nine Steps has been filmed several times, initially by Alfred Hitchcock in 1935. Hitchcock (or his scriptwriters, Charles Bennett and Ian Hay) introduced several changes to the plot that improved its credibility, and although critics rate the result highly, it strikes me, nearly a century on, as unconvincing.

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Hannay followed The Thirty-Nine Steps in 1916 with a better, more substantial novel, Greenmantle (Hodder & Stoughton). Here, Hannay travels to Constantinople (which Buchan himself had visited in 1910), where he hopes to thwart German plans to foment a Muslim uprising against the allies. The novel reaches its climax in early 1916 at the Battle of Erzurum in eastern Anatolia. There was speculation at the time that the “Greenmantle” of the title was based on T. E. Lawrence, the famed “Lawrence of Arabia.” However, the character was apparently modeled on one of Buchan’s friends, intelligence officer and Orientalist Aubrey Herbert. In fact, Herbert’s granddaughter, Margaret Fitzherbert, wrote a biography of Herbert titled The Man Who Was Greenmantle (John Murray, 1983).

John Buchan was a man of many parts. Born in Scotland in 1875, he wrote a number of novels and histories, and, enobled as 1st Baron Tweedsmuir, served as Governor General of Canada from 1935 until his death in 1940. American President Franklin Delano Roosevelt called him “the best Governor General Canada ever had.” You can read more about him in Andrew Lownie’s biography John Buchan: The Presbyterian Cavalier (Constable, 1995).

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Buchan once wrote that there were six literary categories ranging from “highbrow to solid ivory,” and that felt he belonged in the middle, in the “high-lowbrow” category. Robin Winks dubbed him “the father of the modern spy thriller,” and he has even lent his name to a subgenre—“Buchanesque.” It’s a lively mixture of espionage with adventure that features a protagonist distinguished by an aristocratic attitude to life, a taste for action, and a disdain for danger. Later examples include Geoffrey’s Household’s Rogue Male (Chatto & Windus, 1939) and Lawrence Durrell’s White Eagles over Serbia (Faber & Faber, 1957). We might even reach backward a few years to include Erskine Childers’ 1903 novel The Riddle of the Sands (Smith, Elder & Co). They’re short on character development, long on plot and action, and, as Buchan himself said of The Thirty-Nine Steps, their events “march just inside the borders of the possible.”

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From top to bottom, the images in today’s post are of the cover of the first edition of The Thirty-Nine Steps; the covers of my Penguin paperback editions, with striking images by Stephen Russ (1919-1983); and the cover of my 2003 McArthur & Co. edition of Buchan’s biography, featuring a portrait from the National Crown Collection.

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Norman Wilkinson’s Dazzling Idea

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I don’t use the terms “dazzle” and “dazzling” often, but today I’m making up for lost time.

It seems that during World War I, Germany’s submarines (Unterseeboots, or U-boats) were among its most frightening weapons, accounting for the loss of nearly 6,000 allied ships and 13,000 civilian casualties. There seemed to be no way for a slow-moving merchant vessel to evade them. Once a submarine’s captain spotted his prey through his periscope and made a quick estimate of its location, speed and course, he knew where to fire his torpedoes. The hapless vessel couldn’t move fast enough to evade them, and a hit in the right spot almost guaranteed that the ship would go down.

There also seemed to be no way to hide a large ship at sea. But there was a way, it turned out, to confuse the U-boat captains by dazzling them.  

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The credit for the concept of dazzle camouflage usually goes to a volunteer in the Royal Navy, reserve lieutenant Norman Wilkinson, who was born November 24, 1878. Wilkinson had attended Southsea School of Art on Portsea Island, which lies off the southern coast of England, and had gone on to teach there. In time, he became a noted (but very traditional) marine painter, newspaper illustrator, and poster designer for several of Britain’s railways.

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During the war, Wilkinson was given command of a minesweeper operating out of His Majesty’s Naval Base Devonport in southwestern England. But it was during a weekend fishing trip (which I imagine was an occasion for idly creative thinking) that he realized that painting a ship in bold, contrasting, and irregular stripes and shapes “to break up her form,” as he put it, would make it considerably harder for those German captains to complete their calculations. If they couldn’t distinguish a ship’s bow quickly, for instance, it became considerably harder, from a vantage point just a few inches above the sea’s surface, to grasp where it was headed.

Gratifyingly enough, the potential value of Wilkinson’s idea was recognized and he was transferred to the Royal Academy in London, where he recruited other artists to the project, including Vorticist painter Edward Wadsworth. By the end of the year, all British merchant vessels had received the dazzle camouflage treatment.

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Subsequently, France, Belgium, Italy, and Japan adopted dazzle, and Wilkinson himself helped the United States set up its own camouflage program.

As you might guess, the Germans recognized the effectiveness of dazzle camouflage immediately and began using color screens on their periscopes to reduce the image of the target to an outline. In turn, Wilkinson and his team realized that they needed to make their camouflage a little less dazzling; restricting their colors to black, white, and blue rendered the color screens useless.

As I mentioned earlier, the credit for dazzle camouflage usually goes to Wilkinson, but there were several other contenders, including John Graham Kerr, who had developed a similar kind of camouflage. However, after official proceedings, Wilkinson was recognized as the originator and rewarded a monetary prize by the Royal Commission on Awards to Inventors. Among many other honors, he was appointed an Officer of the Order of the British Empire (OBE) in 1918.

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The image at the top of today’s post is a poster for the UK’s Imperial War Museum and is based on the painting by Edward Wadsworth at the bottom of the post. The portrait of Norman Wilkinson in uniform dates from World War I and is reproduced courtesy of the Imperial War Museum. The third image, a realistic painting by Wilkinson of a convoy in dazzle camouflage on a moonlit night, illustrates how confounding the camouflage could be under under actual conditions at sea.

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Flying with Roland Garros

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September 23 is remembered in France as the anniversary of an aviation milestone.

The pilot involved was Adrien Roland Georges Garros, born October 6, 1888, in the French colony of Réunion in the Indian Ocean. Commonly known as Roland Garros, he was educated in Paris and took up bicycling in the Riviera city of Cannes as a means of recovering from pneumonia. Subsequently he became interested in several sports, including tennis and rugby, as well as in automobiles and, particularly, airplanes.

The first plane he flew was a Demoiselle (Dragonfly) monoplane. He mastered the basics quickly and received his aviator’s license in July 1910 before graduating to Blériot models. He entered several air races in the following years, and placed in several of the stages of the 1911 Circuit d’Europe (Circuit of Europe), which involved flying from Paris to London and back.

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Garros set an altitude record in September 1911, reaching 12,960 feet, and broke his own record the following year when he reached 18,410 feet. But it was on September 23, 1913, that he achieved an even greater accomplishment. Piloting a Morane-Saulnier G, he flew from a naval airfield on the Riviera, Aérodrome de Fréjus-St. Raphael, to Bizerte in northern Tunisia (then a French protectorate), becoming the first person to fly non-stop across the Mediterranean. The flight had taken 7 hours 53 minutes, and had covered nearly 500 miles. The plane’s tank held more than 50 gallons of fuel, but sources differ over how much (meaning how little) fuel he had left at the end of the flight. Was it one gallon? Two and a half? 

Garros flew as an escort pilot with Escadrille 26 in World War I, but was shot down and held captive for nearly three years before escaping and making his way to London and back to France. After rejoining his squadron, he was shot down again and killed on October 5, 1918.

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If the name Roland Garros sounds familiar, it may be because you’ve watched or even attended the famous French tennis tournament known as Les Internationaux de France de Roland-Garros. Or it may be that you’ve admired the monument dedicated to the aviator as you strolled through Place Roland Garros in Bizerte, in which case I envy you. Or it may even be that you’ve flown into the Aéroport de la Réunion Roland Garros on another one of your trips, in which case I’m doubly envious.

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The image at the top of today’s post is a French postage stamp issued in 2013. The photograph of Garros is reproduced courtesy of Wikimedia Commons and shows the pilot standing in front of his Demoiselle plane in 1910. The third image is a poster designed by Lucien Cavé and published by the French Secrétariat Général à La Défense Aérienne in 1930, and the final image is the logo of the airport in Saint-Denis, Réunion.

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Rijeka, Fiume, Carnaro & the Burden of History

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Rijeka lies on the northeastern shores of the Adriatic Sea at the head of the Kvarner Gulf, tucked under the mountains between the Istrian Peninsula and the northern Croatian mainland. If you’re heading down Croatia’s sunny coast by ferry, filled with anticipation, you’ll probably begin your trip here. And if you’re heading up the coast, however reluctantly, from the south, you’ll probably pass through here too.

Rijeka is Croatia’s largest port, and the lower city, which is all that most tourists have the opportunity to see, has the typical workaday feel of a port. I’ve been to Rijeka a number of times myself, but I’ve seldom stayed for more than a few hours. I’ve always been anxious to move on. Which means that I’ve paid little attention to Rijeka’s tangled history—or even its name, which, I’ve learned, is derived from the river known as the Rječina by Croatians. To Italians, however, the river is known as the Fiumara and the port as Fiume—and therein lies a clue to the port’s turbulent history.

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Over the past two millennia, Rijeka has passed through the hands of a succession of great and near-great powers, beginning with the Roman Empire and continuing with the Byzantine (or Eastern Roman) Empire, the Kingdom of Croatia, the Holy Roman Empire, the Habsburgs, the Kingdom of Hungary, Napoleonic France, and (beginning in 1867) the dual monarchy of Austria-Hungary. By the turn of the twentieth century, two-thirds of the port’s inhabitants were ethnic Italians, with Croatians and Hungarians making up sizeable minorities.

Austria-Hungary joined the Central Powers during World War I, but Italy threw in its lot with the Allied Powers, anticipating that it would be allowed to annex Rijeka at war’s end. But the victorious Allies decided instead that Fiume should be established as a “free state.” Like so many of the decisions made by the United States and its allies in the heady days following their victory, this one proved to be unwieldy and unwise. Ethnic tensions soon increased and British, American and French troops were sent in to maintain order.

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It was at this point that noted Italian poet, novelist, and patriot Gabriele D’Annunzio decided to take up arms, despite Italy’s desperate desire for peace and a return to stability. The writer put together an army of irregulars in September 1919, drove out the peace keepers, and declared the Reggenza Italiana del Carnaro, or Italian Regency of Carnaro. (Here again we encounter the issue of language, as Carnaro is the Italian name for the gulf that Croatians know as the Kvarner.) The designation was short-lived, however, as the Treaty of Rapallo, which was signed by Italy and the Kingdom of Serbs, Croats and Slovenes (later Yugoslavia) in November 1920, reaffirmed the status of the port and the surrounding area as the Free State of Fiume. In a strikingly ironic turn of events, Italian troops attacked the predominantly Italian city in December of that year with the aim of maintaining the city’s independence from Italy, and the hapless D’Annunzio fled. The free state stood …

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But that wasn’t the end of the area’s identity problems. Another treaty, the Treaty of Rome of 1924, transferred Fiume to Italy after all, with the area renamed the Province of Fiume. During the opening years of World War II, Mussolini’s Italian troops expanded the province into Yugoslav territory and occupied the nearby Yugoslav islands of Krk and Rab (which the Italians knew as Veglia and Arbe). Then in 1943, when the Germans and their sympathizers replaced the Italian occupiers, they expanded the territory even further and renamed it the Operationszone Adriatisches Küstenland, or Operational Zone of the Adriatic Littoral. And there things stood until Yugoslav troops under the direction of Josip Tito drove the Germans out.  

It was Tito’s Yugoslavia that my first wife and I visited several times in the 1970s and 1980s, entering through Rijeka. But by the time Maggie and I visited the area in the twenty-first century, things had changed, violently, again. Yugoslavia had disintegrated and Rijeka had become Croatian.

It’s a coincidence, of course, and it’s unfair to the port, but given its status in my personal life as a way station rather a destination, I’ve never felt as if I’ve actually reached anywhere when I’ve arrived in Rijeka. Instead, my inner voice has told me, Not yet, not quite yet … But the next time, I think I’d better pay closer attention.

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During our stopover in 2013, Maggie and I had a room in a hostel on Rijeka’s main pedestrian street, the Corso, shown in the postcard at the top of today’s post. The pale colors of the photograph, which dates from about 1900 and has been colorized, match my experience of the port perfectly. The first map shows the national boundaries of the region as they are today, while the second shows the historic Hungarian district of Fiume (in orange) with territory added in 1919 (in yellow); both are reproduced courtesy of Wikimedia Commons. The first stamp, which is Hungarian, was overprinted for use in Fiume in 1918, while the second was issued in 1920.