FOREWORD (BY NIGEL WEST) — «O DIÁRIO SECRETO QUE SALAZAR NÃO LEU»


 


FOREWORD

Historians and aficionados of wartime intelligence operations have known for years that Lisbon was one of World War II’s great centres of espionage, and the reasons for the city’s dubious reputation are clear. Unlike the neutral capitals of Madrid and Berne, Lisbon is not land-locked, and its geographical location made it an international crossroads. Travel to Stockholm from London, at the height of the war, took weeks because the safest route was via Tehran or Vladivostok. And whereas Istanbul may have rivalled Lisbon, and was similarly a significant entrepot, the Portuguese capital was truly the gateway to the Americas from Europe. Accordingly, refugees and escapees, ranging from Balkan royalty to evading prisoners of war, congregated in Lisbon waiting to gain permission to travel to Britain, the United States, South America or the Caribbean, and those privileged enough make the transatlantic flight from Baltimore were obliged to land on the Rio Tejo and switch planes for the final leg of the journey to Bristol. But unless they were considered priority passengers, the required travel permit might take days or weeks to be granted.

         While soldiers queued at the British Repatriation Office, and displaced princes bided their time at the Palace Hotel in Estoril, Axis and Allied intelligence personnel rubbed shoulders in the local restaurants and cafes. The German embassy, seething with Abwehr officers working under diplomatic cover for the Kriegsorganisation Lisbon, liaised closely with their Italian, Vichy, Japanese and Hungarian counterparts, operating with the consent of the omniscient PVDE security apparatus, based at the feared organisation’s sinister headquarters on the Rua António Maria Cardoso. Led by Albrecht von Auenrode, alias Ludovico von Karstorf, they trawled the bars of the waterfront, anxious for information about convoys from indiscreet seamen, keen to recruit new agents to send to London. Von Auenrode’s KO managed spies principally on behalf of the Abstelles in Bremen and Hamburg, and had close ties with his counterparts in Madrid, Rio de Janeiro and Buenos Aires, although much of the Abwehr’s network in Brazil, headed by Albrecht Engels, working under AEG commercial cover, would be closed down by the local DOPS secret police in June 1943. The KO would receive regular visitors from the Reich, including that well-known spy-master Nikolaus Ritter, alias ‘Dr Rantzau’, to hold conferences and attend the occasional rendezvous with his agents. Usually based in Hamburg, Ritter became a familiar figure to his adversaries, and having spent some years living in the United States before the war, he was quite formidable.

         British knowledge of von Auenrode’s activities was derived from the many double agents run by MI5 and MI6, physical surveillance, interception of mail addressed to known cover-addresses and, most importantly of all, ISOS, which often disclosed in considerable detail the KO’s current operations from decrypted radio messages exchanged with Berlin and Madrid. Every signal, intercepted by a world-wide chain of ‘Y stations’ was processed by a large MI6 staff based at St Albans, Hertfordshire, where Section V analysts deciphered and translated every text, and then added individual cards to a massive index which covered any operations or personalities mentioned, and allowed cross-referencing with previous telegrams to clarify any ambiguities. Any additional information required was sought through field enquiries conducted by specially-indoctrinated Section V officers posted to MI6 stations overseas. Gradually, as the volume of ISOS grew, Section V acquired the status of a secret service within a secret service, scrutinising the enemy’s most secret messages with experts operating on a geographical basis. Thus Section V’s Iberian sub-section, designated V(d) and headed by Kim Philby and then Tim Milne, consisted of six officers dedicated to monitoring ‘the operations of the intelligence services of unfriendly powers in the Iberian Peninsula, Spanish Morocco, Tangier and the Balearic and Atlantic islands’. Thus, in effect, V(d) became a vast reference library in which enemy personnel, their agents and other suspects were ‘carded’ so that their messages could be placed in their proper context and, should the opportunity arise, they could be detained whenever they came within reach, either during a ship inspection in Trinidad, Gibraltar or Capetown, or a document check in some other jurisdiction under Allied control.

ISOS was responsible for compromising RICARDO, an interpreter employed by both the British and American legations who claimed to the KO to enjoy access to accurate information about future convoys. Such advance intelligence was considered vital for relaying to the U-boats cruising in waters near the Azores, waiting to sink Allied shipping carrying crucial material to the Middle and Far East theatres. Although there were suspicions that RICARDO occasionally invented some of his reports, he would come to be regarded as a dangerous source, haemorrhaging Allied secrets until he was eventually identified and dismissed. Nevertheless, the KO succeeded in penetrating the local Polish, Czech and Dutch Deuxième Bureau, and the clandestine conflict was not unequal for the Germans knew how to apply pressure to those with families still under occupation, and could be utterly ruthless in extracting cooperation. Of course, coercion is not always the best motivator, so some reluctant spies took the first opportunity to declare their predicament to the appropriate Allied authorities. Latterly, as the United States became a favoured destination for refugees, the Federal Bureau of Investigation legal attaché, Ivan W. Newpher, would attempt to screen the visa applicants for suspected enemy agents.

ISOS was also pivotal in clearing up the debacle of Robert Solberg’s ciphers, which were copied by the KO and exploited to considerable advantage. Solberg, the Office of Strategic Services (OSS) representative in Lisbon, had a reputation for amateurish behaviour and the occasional indiscretion, but the loss from his study of his confidential codes allowed the Abwehr to read considerable quantities of his communications traffic to OSS headquarters in Washington, D.C. until the leak was belatedly plugged.  Fortunately Solborg had not been indoctrinated into ISOS, so that at least was one secret he could not jeopardise, but one of his hare-brained schemes, to steal some German cryptographic equipment, could have had long-lasting repercussions if he had not been stopped in time.

Deployed against the Abwehr and SD were the British, American, Dutch, Yugoslav, Polish and Czech intelligence professionals who ran networks that stretched into occupied France and across the Mediterranean to Vichy-controlled North Africa. The rivalries provided the perfect environment for opportunists, freelancers, fabricators and counterfeiters to ply their trade, peddling false material, informing on colleagues and negotiating defections.

The atmosphere of intrigue began when France fell, with the Sicherheitsdienst (SD) convinced the Duke of Windsor, then sheltering in Portugal, might be persuaded into disloyal acts against the country he had ruled so briefly prior to his abdication in December 1936. An operation codenamed WILLI was launched by Walter Schellenburg to prevent the former King Edward VIII from taking up his new role, as governor of the Bahamas, but the attempt failed. This incident, however, set the scene for ensuring that Lisbon would be the focus of numerous plots and schemes and thereafter, as the capital filled with the detritus of war, intelligence professionals from a dozen countries conspired to disadvantage each other, planting false information, recruiting defectors, cultivating sources and developing double agents. Every diplomatic mission was a target, and so were the travellers with valid documents, the businessmen seeking to exploit the war, and the families fleeing persecution. The city attracted small-time hustlers, international tycoons and other displaced persons, all linked by the need to exploit their perilous situation. The result was a fetid atmosphere in which the oil billionaire Nubar Gulbenkian1 took up temporary residence before undertaking a secret mission into France’s unoccupied zone, accompanied by his valet, and a Yugoslav fabricator, Paul Fidrmuc, codenamed OSTRO, invented information to sell to whichever side would pay him. The actor Peter Ustinov’s father, known as Klop, moved mysterious on the fringes of the diplomatic circuit, seeking to find fellow anti-Nazis willing to sell out the Reich, in much the same way that Gestapo deployed its agents to sniff the wind for potential traitors. These were the components in a unique wartime environment rich in plots and counterplots enough to inspire a dozen novelists. Indeed, John Masterman, the wartime chairman of MI5’s XX Committee, would do precisely that, and base his only spy thriller, The Case of the Four Friends2, in Lisbon.

          That J.C. Masterman had chosen Lisbon as the setting for his novel is hardly surprising as many of the cases which he had helped run during the war either operated in Lisbon, such as COSTAR and SOSO, or visited Lisbon to receive their instructions. Into this latter category fell MULLETT, CELERY, BISCUIT, SNOW, DRAGONFLY, TATE, SHADOW, LIPSTICK, PEACH, ZIGZAG and HATCHET, each with his (or in GELATINE’s case, her) own individual, extraordinary tale of espionage and dark deeds. METEOR even acted as a triple-cross agent, while JOSEF was recruited by the Japanese. And all, to a greater or lesser extent, depended on secret messages or financial support from Lisbon to sustain their duplicitous activities in England, ostensibly as committed Nazi spies but actually operating, in MI5’s parlance, as ‘controlled enemy agents’.

         An indication of Lisbon’s importance to British intelligence may be found in the number of different agencies represented there. Apart from the Secret Intelligence Service (MI6), operating behind the Passport Control Office in the Rua da Emenda, both MI9 and Special Operations Executive (SOE) maintained permanent offices in the capital. MI9’s Donald Darling ran the escape and evasion service, assisting former German prisoners and airmen downed over Nazi-occupied territory to return home. Most had trekked across the Pyrenees, and some had endured internment in the notorious Spanish Miranda del Ebro prison, as Darling recalled in his 1975 memoirs, Secret Sunday3, but they were determined to rejoin their units. Some, of course, possessed valuable intelligence about the escape lines, up-to-date information about conditions in occupied Europe, and vital details of the enemy’s travel restrictions and security checks. SOE’s man in Lisbon was Jack Beevor, attached to the embassy in the Rua do Sacramento à Lapa, who would later describe his experiences in his 1981 autobiography, SOE Reflections4. His task was to assist SOE personnel on their clandestine missions, and to expedite the repatriation of agents on their way back to London.

         Another component of the large British intelligence presence in Lisbon was the naval attaché, in constant independent contact with the Admiralty’s Naval Intelligence Division (NID), and responsible for issuing the Royal Navy’s authorisation, known as ‘Navicerts’ to allow non-belligerent merchantmen to sail without interference at sea from Allied warships. Thus the naval attaché was himself a useful source of information, and enabled the NID to identify those supposedly neutral ships carrying strategic material, including cargos of invaluable Spanish wolfram, to Axis ports.

         The MI6 station in Lisbon was one of the organization’s most important, and was headed successively by Austen Walsh, Richman Stopford, Cecil Gledhill, and finally Philip Johns, who would later write his memoirs, Within Two Cloaks5. Of the four, Gledhill was the only non-professional intelligence officer, but having spent many years in Brazil his fluency in the language made up for his relative lack of experience. However, the pressure of work accounted for the uniquely high turnover of station commanders in Lisbon during the war.

        The station was vitally important, not least because it was virtually the only one left in Europe, after the collapse of France, to enjoy an almost neutral, relatively benign local environment. In contrast, the Madrid station, many miles from the nearest frontier, was surrounded by a hostile host government and handicapped by an equally unenthusiastic ambassador, Sir Sam Hoare, who feared his diplomatic status would be undermined by some MI6 embarrassment. As a former MI6 officer himself, Hoare knew only too well how some debacle could wreck his policies, and as a former Cabinet minister he had the power to ensure his prejudices were respected. The small Gibraltar station was equally isolated, linked occasionally by dangerous sea and air routes to Britain, but closely monitored and overlooked by enemy installations in Algeciras and Tangier, with the town and dockyard teeming with spies. Operations at the Stockholm station were severely restricted by a large German presence and a suspicious Swedish secret police that early in the war had implicated MI6 in a botched attempt to sabotage exports of iron ore to the Reich. As for Berne, the station existed in almost an Axis vacuum, with no practical channels to the outside world apart from shortwave radio, and certainly no covert assistance from the Bundespolizei. And since Istanbul was subordinate to MI6’s regional headquarters in Cairo, and was too distant to influence events in western Europe, the station became preoccupied with Middle Eastern affairs, leaving Lisbon to carry the burden of being MI6’s frontline confronting their Axis protagonists.

MI6’s Lisbon staff included Rita Winsor, evacuated in 1940 from the hurriedly abandoned Geneva station, and Jack Ivens, a fruit merchant with a wealth of knowledge about conducting business in Iberia. Graham Maingot had worked under commercial cover in Italy before the Rome station had been closed when hostilities were declared, and Gene Risso-Gill came from a prominent Anglo-Portuguese merchant family, Together they reported to a regional controller in London, Basil Fenwick, who had been a Shell Oil executive, and later to Dick Brooman-White who would be elected after the war to the House of Commons. In addition, MI6’s Section V had Charles de Salis and then Ralph Jarvis mount counter-intelligence operations based on information derived from intercepted enemy signals codenamed ISOS. This permanent establishment strength was enhanced occasionally by visiting ‘firemen’, such as MI5’s Ian Wilson, and Frank Foley, the former MI6 station commander in prewar Berlin6, who flew over to handle the crisis created by ARTIST.

MI6’s supervision of ARTIST was particularly delicate because he was a serving Abwehr officer, Johannes Jebsen, the scion of a famous shipping family from Hamburg. He had made contact with MI6 through Dusko Popov, codenamed TRICYLE7, who had indiscreetly disclosed his role as a double agent to his old friend whom he had known since they had been students at Heidelberg University before the war. Fortunately Jebsen had proved trustworthy, but MI6 calculated that if he defected the Abwehr would inevitably conclude that Popov had been contaminated. On the other hand, if he was arrested and interrogated by the Gestapo, he might compromise Popov, and perhaps others too, for he was also connected to another Abwehr defector, the journalist Hans Ruser. A futher reason for extreme caution was MI6’s fear that if he defected, Jebsen might inadvertently blow ALARIC, arguably the most important Abwehr agent of all.

            Originally recruited by the Abwehr in Madrid, ALARIC was Juan Pujol8, a Spanish anti-Fascist who whose first offer to help the Allies had been rejected by the British embassy. Undeterred, Pujol had approached the Germans who had sent him to Lisbon in the mistaken belief that he had a visa to travel to Britain. In reality, Pujol had settled in Cascais to fabricate reports purporting to come from London, and eventually, after a plea from the U.S. naval attaché. Edward Rousseau, MI6’s Gene Risso-Gill had made contact with him and arranged his passage to England where, renamed GARBO by MI5, he built a large Abwehr network codenamed ARABEL. By 1944 the ARABEL spy-ring had developed into twenty-two sub-sources, submitting regular reports from across the country, and was playing a key role in the FORTITUDE9 deception campaign for D-Day. Any threat to GARBO placed in jeopardy the lives of 150,000 troops who to storm ashore in Normandy on 6 June 1944, so the stakes could not have been higher.

         Indeed, GARBO was but one British-run double agent with strong Lisbon connections, and although none knew about the others, several were either located permanently in Portugal or transited through the city on their assignments. Thus the German embassy became a regular venue in which Axis spies received their final briefings before they departed for Buenos Aires, Rio de Janeiro, the Belgian Congo, Lourenço Marques, Portuguese Guinea in West Africa, or North America, while MI6 preferred safe-houses in which to conduct their business with agents working for both sides. In addition, there were the many ‘letter-boxes’ used for agents communicating by post to ostensibly innocent addresses, which simply forwarded the mail, containing secret writing or microdots, to the intended recipient. By the end of the war MI5 had logged 135 cover-addresses used by such diverse spies as SPRINGBOK in South Africa and the mysterious FUNDUS, a German spy whose true identity was never fully determined.

         As well as a major European port offering opportunities for transatlantic travel, Lisbon would also be the clandestine gateway to Gibraltar, often the most direct route to Britain, especially for defectors and others unable to legitimately acquire a Portuguese exit visa. Among those who were secretly exfiltrated to the British colony were the legendary double agent Juan Pujol, then codenamed BOVRIL by MI6, the Abwehr defector Hans Ruser who negotiated his exfiltration in March 1942, and Otto John, one of the 20th July plotters impacted in the attempt on Hitler’s life.

         While the Allied agencies were always conscious that the PVDE took a close interest in their activities, and made little effort to conceal an observation post bristling with cameras directly overlooking the British Passport Control Office, their Axis opponents acted with impunity. ARTIST would be abducted and bundled into a car trunk for the journey back to Paris when the Gestapo suspected him of embezzlement, and Petra Vermehren, posing as a journalist, would also disappear from her Lisbon apartment when her son and daughter in law, also Abwehr officers, would defect in Istanbul in December 1943.

         The fact that British intelligence maintained such a large staff in Lisbon is not to suggest that all their operations were successful. Indeed, the attempt in January 1942 to burgle the offices of a senior Abwehr officer, Kuno Weltzein, who operated under commercial cover, is just such an example. The break-in proved to be a trap and MI6 was heavily implicated in the fiasco which left the embarrassed burglars in the hands of the PVDE. On another occasion the wily Weltzein arranged for several cards from his agent index to reach the British who wasted weeks on fruitless investigations into suspects who turned out to be entirely innocent. Weltzein was but one of several members of the local German business community who had been co-opted by Abwehr and the SD to transform their commercial contacts into useful sources of intelligence. Another was Hans Bendixen, a well-known figure who had been well established before the outbreak of war, and thereafter had engaged in espionage for Berlin. Through their local links it was easy for the Abwehr to subvert local bankers, including the Banco Espírito Santo, into providing channels to support German spies on their secret missions.

         Hano Grimm was another Abwehr co-opted responsible for collecting Allied shipping information from the crews of British ships through a large network, and also engaged in the same work was Cândido Raposo, a Portuguese with access to the Marconi radio station at Madeira. Similarly, Gastão de Freitas, the wireless operator on the Gil Eannes who, having been compromised by ISOS, was arrested and eventually admitted to having taken notes of the sea defenses at St John, Newfoundland.

         The scale of Nazi espionage conducted in Lisbon was unequalled by any other neutral capital, although Madrid probably came a close second. Numerous spies with Portuguese connections were caught in London, including Ernesto Simões, who travelled to England to work at the Percival Aircraft factory in Luton in November 1943. Under continuous surveillance from the moment he landed at Filton, Simões had been betrayed by ISOS and was arrested before he could do any harm. After a lengthy interrogation, he confessed his true role for the Abwehr and revealed his cover-address in Lisbon where he had been instructed to send messages in secret writing. The Abwehr also recruited a journalist, Manoel Dos Santos, who was taken off his ship in Freetown as he tried to return to Portugal from Mocambique. Once again, ISOS had shown him to be an important Nazi spy and Sierra Leone, like Trinidad, was a British intelligence outpost where such individuals could be taken into custody and then escorted to London for intensive interrogation at Camp 020.10

Another, more serious case was that of a Portuguese diplomat, Rogério de Menezes, who was sentenced to death. Having arrived in London in July 1942 to work at the Portuguese legation de Menezes began writing letters to his sister in Lisbon, enclosing another note using secret ink addressed to a man named Mendez. His mail had been included in the Portuguese diplomatic bag, which was surreptitiously opened and examined by MI6 personnel in a highly secret operation codenamed TRIPLEX. His mission for the SD had been betrayed by an ISOS intercept even before he had landed, and he was watched inside the legation by an MI5 agent, and outside by MI5 surveillance teams. According to Jack Bingham, an MI5 officer who befriended him, he seemed particularly interested in anti-aircraft defenses. In February 1943 the evidence was presented to Ambassador Monteiro who was reminded that three other Portuguese, Gastão de Freitas, Maria dos Santos and Ernesto Simões, had been caught spying and, after he had consulted Lisbon, agreed to withdraw de Menezes’ immunity. When arrested, Menezes claimed that he had spied under duress because he had relatives in Germany who were under threat. In his confession he identified Mendez as a man named Marcello who worked for an Italian intelligence officer named Umerte. He claimed to have been introduced to them by a Portuguese Airforce officer, Colonel Miranda, and also mentioned a cipher clerk named Ramos in the Portuguese foreign ministry. Nevertheless he was convicted under the Treachery Act in April 1943, sentenced to death, and reprieved after a plea from his ambassador. He was imprisoned at Dartmoor and, on the instructions of the Lord Chief Justice, no public statement was made concerning the trial or the reprieve.

Another, less fortunate spy was Duncan Scott-Ford who had been dismissed from the Royal Navy in Alexandria before the war for dishonesty, and was questioned at Salford Docks in August 1942 about a merchant seaman identified in ISOS with the codename RUTHERFORD. Two months earlier Scott-Ford had reported having been approached in Lisbon by a German who was interested in information, but Scott-Ford insisted that he had turned the offer down. Under interrogation at MI5’s Camp 020 Scott-Ford admitted that he had passed details of convoys to the Germans, and had taken notes concerning HMS Malaya to pass on to them at the next opportunity. Unrepentant, Scott-Ford was tried at the Old Bailey in October 1942 and hanged at Wandsworth prison in November.

          Another example of German espionage emanating from Portugal was Joseph Laureyssens, a Belgian seaman who in April 1941 was discovered to be corresponding to a known ‘letter-box’ in Lisbon. Under interrogation he admitted putting other seamen in contact with a woman who habitually exchanged her favours for allied shipping information, and he was detained for the remainder of the war, only because the evidence against him was accidentally mislaid. Otherwise he too would have been sent to the gallows.

The extent to which Lisbon dominated the thoughts of senior British intelligence personnel can be seen from the daily journal dictated each evening of the war by MI5’s Director of Counter-Espionage, which incidentally was never intended for publication, and the contents were read only by selected MI5 officers as a training aid to give an idea of how the Security Service had risen to the challenge of Axis intelligence operations. Taken down his secretary Margot Huggins after work, and then typed onto small, loose-leaf pages which were inserted into ring binders, The Guy Liddell Diaries11 act as a war diary for an agency which kept meticulous personal and subject files on suspect spies, subversives and organisations. Throughout the Cold War they were considered so sensitive that they were codenamed WALLFLOWER and retained in the Director-General’s personal safe, to be shared with, among others, Peter Wright who would later refer to the document in his notorious memoirs SpyCatcher.12

        Until Wright’s disclosures, the existence of the Diaries was nothing more than an unsubstantiated rumour which suggested that Liddell had buried all MI5’s skeletons in the same grave, and the document was too explosive ever to be disinterred.

If one of the motives for allowing greater freedom to study Bletchley Park’s original intercepts had been a desire quench a thirst for greater knowledge about Britain’s secret history, it was unsuccessful, for in the early 1980s numerous authors, biographers and historians turned their attention to a field of research hitherto neglected, mainly because of the paucity of official records available to public scrutiny. The startling announcement by Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher in November 1979 that Professor Sir Anthony Blunt had been a life-long Soviet mole who had accepted an immunity from prosecution in April 1964 prompted more research into an area that hitherto had been avoided and actively discouraged. Blunt, of course, had served in the Security Service from June 1940 until September 1945, and had confessed to having haemorrhaged to the NKVD every secret that had passed his desk. This news came as a devastating blow to his friends, his family, his surviving wartime colleagues and to an intelligence establishment that had attempted to salvage a reputation tarnished by the defections in May 1951 of Guy Burgess and Donald Maclean.

Although Guy Liddell himself was not alive to endure the pain of Blunt’s public exposure, having died unnoticed in 1958, he was to become the focus of intense speculation and criticism. He had joined Mi5 from the Metropolitan Police Special Branch in 1931, and in 1940 had been appointed director of B Division, the counter-espionage branch. After the war he would be promoted to Deputy Director-General, the post he held when he switched in 1953 to head the Atomic Energy Authority’s security department.

Liddell had known Guy Burgess, who had worked secretly for MI5 in 1940 running, among several other agents in his homosexual coterie, Eric Kessler, the Swiss journalist and diplomat codenamed ORANGE. Naturally Burgess’s covert role for the Security Service had been hushed up at the time of his disappearance, when he had been described as a mere junior diplomat, and the official White Paper on the defection had not even hinted at his wartime links with MI6’s Section D and MI5. Liddell’s friendship with Burgess had been embarrassment enough, but he had actually employed Anthony Blunt as his personal assistant, and had entrusted him to conduct the most sensitive inquiries on his behalf. For example, when Blunt first joined Liddell’s personal staff he was assigned the task of reviewing the performance of Harry Hunter’s embryonic and ineffective Watcher Service, thus enabling him to give his Soviet contacts an authoritative assurance that their rezidentura in London had nothing to fear from MI5 surveillance which was fully occupied in keeping suspected Fifth Columnists under observation. Checks in MI5’s registry showed that Blunt had also completed a lengthy study of TRIPLEX13, the highly secret operation in which the diplomatic bags of target neutral embassies were routinely diverted and opened. Worst of all, Blunt had been authorized by Liddell to identify, and report on, MI5’s entire stable of agents inside foreign embassies in London. Naturally, Blunt’s conclusions were devoured in Moscow almost as quickly as they were read in St James’s Street.

The discomfort of Liddell’s many friends and admirers turned to anger when his loyalties were questioned. The first to reinterpret some of Liddell’s greatest successes as dubious triumphs was Richard Deacon, the author of The Greatest Treason published in 198914 in which he suggested that although the Woolwich Arsenal case had resulted in the conviction of Percy Glading and two other members of his network, the big fish had been allowed to escape. There was some truth to this allegation, in that the Soviet illegals who had controlled the spy-ting had evaded MI5 surveillance and avoided both arrest and identification. Deacon suggested this was a consequence of treason at a high level inside MI5, and not sheer ill-fortune, and he roundly denounced Liddell as ‘the fifth man’.

As Anthony Blunt had not joined MI5 until June 1940, more than two and a half years after Glading’s arrest, Deacon’s candidate for the traitor had been Liddell. The allegation had stirred Dick White to protest his mentor’s innocence, but the scent had been laid eight years earlier by David Mure in Master of Deception15 in which he had drawn a scenario with Liddell masterminding one intelligence failure after another, a veritable genius of duplicity helping other moles to burrow deep into the British establishment. Mure’s unsubstantiated charges were all the more grave because although Deacon, the pen-name of Donald McCormick, a former foreign editor of The Sunday Times, and a wartime naval officer, had not served in intelligence, Mure had been based in Cairo during World War II and had been engaged in deception operations across the Middle East. While Deacon’s book could be dismissed as journalistic speculation, Mure knew what he was talking about and had been involved with CHEESE, the celebrated double agent. Mure’s theory was enhanced by the Cambridge historian John Costello who, in his impressive biography of Blunt, Mask of Deception16, named Liddell as a Soviet spy, but only on the basis that there was no other rational explanation for Blunt’s prolonged treachery. Once again, the allegation caused dismay among Liddell’s former colleagues, especially when Peter Wright revealed that several molehunts had been conducted in the 1960s on the assumption that the Security Service had suffered high-level penetration. Prompted by Mrs Thatcher’s inaccurate statement to the Commons in November 1979, drafted for her by MI5, that all the incidents of penetration could be attributed to Anthony Blunt, Wright revealed to his co-author Chapman Pincher in Their Trade is Treachery17 that the Deputy D-G, Graham Mitchell, had been a suspected mole before his retirement in September 1963 and, most explosively, that the Director-General himself, Sir Roger Hollis, had also been investigated as a possible spy. Wright was to go into further detail in SpyCatcher, co-authored with the television producer Paul Greengrass, in which he remarked that anybody who read the Liddell Diaries could not remotely suspect him of having betrayed his country.

We can now say, based on what has been released from the Soviet archives, and evidence from the KGB defectors Oleg Gordievsky18 and Vasili Mitrokhin19, that there is nothing to support the assertion that Guy Liddell did anything other than serve the Crown faithfully, and his Diaries show a humanity and commitment to democratic ideals which might seem an anathema to most secret policemen.

So, on the assumption that Liddell was always loyal to his country, what is the true content in which his Diaries should be read?  Sir Harry Hinsley’s magisterial oeuvre20 was followed by an extraordinary development which occurred as a result of the collapse of the Soviet Bloc. The KGB archive, opened to a group of western historians, were found to include a vast collection of secret documents removed from MI5’s registry during the war by Anthony Blunt. Among the papers was an early draft of Jack Curry’s internal history of MI5, written in 194521 covering the period from 1909, and when this was declassified in Moscow, the Director-General, Dr Stephen Lander, himself a Cambridge-educated historian, approved the release of the final version to the Public Record Office at Kew. Curry’s history was to be published, but it had been redacted and gave a very partial view of MI5’s performance, skating over the difficulties experienced by Liddell, who was scarcely mentioned. Also released was Colonel Robin (‘Tin-Eye’) Stephens’ postwar account of Camp 020, MI5’s secret interrogation centre at Ham Common. Stephens had been the camp’s controversial commandant and, as might be expected, his views were colourful and robust. However, although the author gave individual pen-portraits of some of the inmates, he was unaware of the bigger counter-intelligence scene so his section’s history gave a less than comprehensive picture, and of course omitted any references to Liddell.

So what makes the Liddell Diaries so important? Firstly, there is the information that can be found nowhere else. When referring to ‘special material’ he inadvertently reveals the countries, including France, Eire, Persia, Finland, Sweden and the Soviet Union, whose confidential communications were the subject of regular interception and decryption. Hinsley exercised considerable, understandable discretion over diplomatic targets, and doubtless was under an obligation to avoid identifying the countries monitored regularly and successfully. Yet Liddell’s comments prove the communications of certain embassies were read on a regular basis and circulated to senior intelligence officers.

As well as describing investigations conducted by MI5 unmentoned elsewhere, Liddell also gave an insider’s account of the tensions that existed between the government, Whitehall and other agencies. Whereas Liddell’s Director, Jasper Harker, evidently worked well with the Permanent Under-Secretary at the Home Office, Sir Alexander Maxwell, he found the creation of the Home Defence Security Executive in June 1940 as a major irritant. The Security Executive was established because of what Churchill perceived as chaos in MI5’s management when he dismissed the Director-General, Sir Vernon Kell in June 1940. The exact constitutional role of the Security Executive was never fully established and Liddell certainly resented the interference of (Sir) William Charles Crocker, an influential City solicitor who had little idea of MI5’s work and disastrously transferred a group of Scotland Yard detectives into B Division, much to the irritation of Special Branch. Crocker had been imposed on MI5 to shake up the organization, but his activities, combined with the interference of another outsider, Malcolm Frost from the BBC, was to cause lasting resentment within the Security Service.

Liddell makes no attempt to conceal the internal rivalries and friction that at times threatened to paralyse the entire organisation. Miss Paton-Smith’s all-important Registry seethed with discontent and the imposition of a Wireless Branch to supervise illicit communication with the enemy proved a short-lived and wasteful experiment in duplication and bureaucratic ineptitude. The arrival of Reg Horrocks, a management expert, and his assistant, Mr Potter, to advise on improvements, did little to alleviate the tension.

The Guy Liddell Diaries are of enormous significance for two reasons. Firstly, very few people were in a position to take a broad over-view of the conduct of the war from a vantage-point that included access to all the most secret information available. Churchill, of course, saw plenty of ULTRA decrypts and enjoyed poring over the original Enigma intercepts that the MI6 Chief, Stewart Menzies, selected for his inspection each morning, but few other members of his War Cabinet were privy to the source of his sometimes eerily prescient knowledge of the enemy’s intentions. None of the other published war memoirs, including those of the Chief of the Imperial General Staff, General Sir Alan Brooke22, referred to golden eggs laid at Bletchley, so on the basis of a global perspective, the Liddell Diaries are important historical documents. The second reason, already mentioned, is the paucity of material available from inside the Security Service. Whereas three of the wartime double agents wrote about their adventures, being Lilly Sergueiev23 (codenamed TREASURE), John Moe24 (MUTT), Dusko Popov25 (TRICYCLE) and Eddie Chapman26 (ZIGZAG), none of their case officers broke their silence. The lacuna is all the more remarkable given the number of authors who worked in the Security Service. Max Knight 27, John Bingham28, William Younger29, Gerald Glover30, Kenneth Younger31 and Derek Tangye32 were all to write books, and although some of them published spy novels, none gave non-fiction accounts of the cases they had run, or even disclosed the true nature of their employment. The single exception was Joan Miller, one of Max Knight’s secretaries who was used to penetrate a group of suspected Fifth Columnists in 1940, and later gave a brief version of her experiences in One Girl’s War33, an innocuous memoir eventually published in Ireland after legal injunctions prevented it from being released in England.

In short, there has never been any authoritative insider’s account of what it was like to work in the wartime Security Service, nor any candid commentary on the counter-intelligence conflict fought by MI5 against both the Axis and the Soviets. So what do the Diaries, so secret for sixty years, tell us? To summarise the impact of the Diaries one can divide the material into personalities and operations. In terms of MI5 activities, the Diaries reveal the clandestine roles played by MI5 personnel, their agents in England, and disclose the activities of dozens of individuals hitherto unknown. Liddell was an intensely social counter-intelligence professional and relied upon both his family and social contacts. He employed his two brothers, David and Cecil, and lent heavily on cousins and other contacts, including the banker Sir Edward Reid who advised MI5 on financial espionage, and Tommy Lascelles, King George’s private secretary. Eminently well-connected, Liddell drew on his many connections to develop an impressive private network that transcended class strata to reach from Buckingham Palace to whorehouses in Soho. Add onto this matrix the complexities of handling the Home Office lawyers, inter-agency rivalry, diplomatic sensibilities and the lives of agents risking their lives in enemy territory and you begin to glimpse the burden under which Liddell lived, but still found time to compose humorous rhymes about colleagues, and spend an evening gossiping with friends in the Travellers Club in Pall Mall.

 In terms of operations, the Diaries give a daily insight into the issues that preoccupied Liddell and his colleagues. There was close cooperation with Canada, the United States, South Africa and Eire, but relations with British Security Coordination in New York were always on the brink of meltdown, mainly because Liddell trusted the FBI far more than William Stephenson. Although the BSC director had promised J. Edgar Hoover to cease British clandestine operations in the United States, and in particular stop running agents again foreign diplomatic missions in Washington DC, he had continued to do so under the sponsorship of Bill Donovan, Hoover’s rival. When he learned of Stephenson’s high-risk strategy, Liddell predicted Hoover’s wrath, and there was indeed a crisis when, inevitably, the FBI discovered the covert collaboration.

 Liddell’s empire stretched from the Delhi Intelligence Bureau in India, to South-East Asia Command in Ceylon, through Security Intelligence Middle East in Cairo and across the Atlantic to the Defence Security Officers he appointed to Bermuda, Trinidad, Jamaica and Honduras. Every day Liddell is seen to be wrestling with mundane squabbles over personnel appointments, the execution of convicted spies, complaints about the misuse of MI5 official car by Duff Cooper, the bugging of the U.S. Secretary of State’s suite in Claridge’s, to the treatment of enemy defectors such as Hans Jager.

 The Diaries offer a veritable cornucopia of intelligence gems, ranging from his concerns about the return of Lord Redesdale’s daughter Unity Mitford to England, after she had attempted to kill herself for her unrequited adoration of Hitler, to the suspicion that a cryptographer, Harold Fletcher, had passed Bletchley’s secrets to the Nazi intelligence office headed by the notorious Kurt Janhke. Should Randolph Churchill be refused permission to honeymoon in Paris in October 1939? How badly penetrated was Special Operations Executive? Could the FBI be trusted with Abwehr intercepts revealing the existence of a spy-ring in New York?  Would the jury convict a corrupt aeroplane manufacturer?

The Diaries are full of extraordinary gems, and among them are some very entertaining incidents. In September 1939 Wolfgang zu Putlitz, MI5’s top double-agent inside the German Embassy in The Hague, who had defected to London, was spotted at a cinema by a member of the public, mistaken for a Nazi and arrested by police. A month later the Government Code & Cypher School refused entry to Britain for a group of nine Polish cryptographers claiming to have broken the Enigma code. The Poles were forced to remain in France and the Enigma remained unbroken for another year before it was finally cracked with the help of the same men. A British army general proposed to destroy the German economy by distributing counterfeit currency. Princess Stephanie von Hohenlöhe, a close friend of Hitler, and a paid advisor to the Daily Mail proprietor Lord Rothermere, was prevented from leaving Britain to join her Nazi lover in the United States.

In January 1940 MI5 negotiated directly with Sir Oswald Mosley and the British Union of Fascists. In March Lord Rothschild, a prominent Jewish aristocrat soon to join MI5 as an expert on sabotage, advocated the extermination of the entire German race. Among the other vignettes is the advice Churchill gave the French in May 1940 on how to halt enemy tanks: “shoot the drivers when they climb out to relieve themselves”. Liddell’s observations about Churchill are remarkable. In May 1940, in a controversial meeting with the Labour opposition leader Clement Attlee, Liddell revealed that the Churchill government had ignored MI5’s hard-line advice on alien internment policy. Four months later Churchill jeopardized MI5’s relationships with German double agents by demanding that all Nazi spies must be shot. 

Liddell’s diary entries include plenty of indiscreet gossip, such as his tale in August 1940 of a conversation between the aircraft production minister Lord Beaverbrook and Lord Rothschild, who fell out over the use of Jewish firms for aircraft production contracts. Finally, and exasperated by his fellow peer’s intransigence, Beaverbrook accused the Jewish Rothschild of anti-Semitism.

In September 1940, at the height of worries over an imminent German invasion, Irish President Eamon de Valera, considered abandoning Eire’s neutrality to join the Allies and a trusted journalist was despatched to Dublin to establish his true intentions. Later, in January 1941, MI5 proposed Operation BLUE BOOT, a plan to fool Germany into believing that British troops paint their left boots blue in order to identify each other. It was hoped that Germany would swallow the story and that any invading troops who disguise themselves in British uniforms would give themselves away by their blue boots!


Among the more bizarre episodes is the panic as a British Expeditionary Force officer, Colonel Gribble, who had served in France in 1940, published The Diary of a Staff Officer.34 His book, analyzing the French collapse, unwittingly reveals secret British interception of Luftwaffe communications. MI5 scrambled to buy and destroy every copy released. In another incident, in the summer of 1941, a battalion of Polish soldiers in Scotland persuaded a British army officer, Alfgar Hesketh-Pritchard, to help them assassinate Rudolf Hess before he can complete his mission to negotiate a separate peace with the Allied. The Poles believed they were about to be betrayed so they planned to kill the deputy Fuhrer. The attempt was foiled at the last moment by MI5 as Hesketh-Pritchard led his troops onto a train, heading for Hess’s secret prison in Aldershot.

 

Because the Diaries vary from the trivial to descriptions of momentous events, the author’s essential humanity emerges very clearly. One moment he is inserting an extract from a Joint Intelligence Committee assessment of progress on the Russian Front, and the next he is retailing an amusing anecdote based on a telephone conversation intercepted between the Turkish ambassador in London and his English mistress.

 

In terms of entirely new information disclosed by the Diaries, we learn about hitherto unknown defectors, such COLOMBINE and HARLEQUIN, and who would have imagined that the British embassy in Ankara not just been penetrated by famous SD spy, codenamed CICERO, but the Germans also had the ambassador’s chauffeur on their payroll. These are the tales that were hushed up for decades. For those seeking contemporary lessons, it is worth noting that my September 1944 plans for the Allied occupation of the Third Reich were well-advanced, and that the Control Commission for Germany had already earmarked property and personnel for the task nine months before the final Nazi surrender.

From a counter-intelligence perspective, the Liddell Diaries represent the most comprehensive insight into Allied operations since the publication of Masterman’s Double Cross System in 1972. Although that detailed account revealed the scope of the double agent operations conducted by MI5, and was in part complimented by the almost simultaneous publication of Ladislas Farago’s Game of the Foxes35, it was hard to put the case histories in their proper context because Masterman had deliberately limited himself to the work of the B1(a) German counter-espionage section, and had excluded parallel networks run abroad by MI6. He had also been obliged, at Whitehall’s insistence, that references in the original manuscript to ULTRA should be omitted. In Farago’s case, he had been dependent not on Allied sources, but on captured Abwehr records which had been compiled when Allied manipulation of what had been termed “special means” channels had been at its height. Accordingly, Liddell’s version encompasses both the impact of rival MI6 activities in neutral countries, the vital role of signals intelligence to verify the standing in the enemy’s eyes of particular agents, and the importance of the interrogators at Camp 020. Uniquely, benefiting from his over-view, Liddell weaves all these disparate strands together to provide a perspective in which all the various branches of counter-intelligence were deployed against the Axis. Many of these dimensions are available elsewhere separately, but only the Diaries bring them all together so the links between a Contraband Control search of a merchantman in Trinidad, an Imperial Censorship case in Bermuda, an enemy wireless intercept and an accidental indiscretion in a Lisbon bar can be established as facets of the same investigation.

 Inevitably, as in most tales of espionage, there will be plenty of loose ends, and The Guy Liddell Diaries probably have more than their fair share because the document was never intended for publication or outside scrutiny, so who better than the author of this book on Lisbon’s wartime role, to solve some of the remaining mysteries? As an assiduous, tenacious researcher, his reputation extends beyond Portugal, and over the years our paths have crossed when we have researched controversies and riddles of mutual interest.  Now our collaboration has extended to one of the most fascinating yet murky areas of the Second World War.

NIGEL WEST

Historian

Notes

1       Nubar Gulbenkian, Pantelaria (London: Hutchinson, 1965)

2       J,C, Masterman, The Double Cross System of the War of 1939-45 (New Haven, CT: Yale University Press, 1974); The Case of the Four Friends (Oxford University Press, 1954)

3        Donald Darling, Secret Sunday (London: William Kimber, 1975)

4         Jack Beevor, SOE Reflections (London: Bodley Head, 1982)

5         Philip Johns, Within Two Cloaks (London: William Kimber, 1979)

6         Michael Smith, Foley (London: Hodder & Stoughton, 1999)

7          Dusko Popov, SpyCounterSpy (London: Weidenfeld & Nicolson, 1975)

8          Juan Pujol, GARBO: The Greatest Double Agent of World War II (London: Weidenfeld & Nicolson, 1985)

9          Roger Hesketh, Operation FORTITUDE (London: St Ermin’s Press, 1998)

10      Camp 020: MI5 and the Nazi Spies by Robin Stephens (London: Public Record Office, 2000)

11      The Guy Liddell Diaries Vol. I, 1939 –42; Vol. II, 1942-45 (London: Routledge, 2005)

12      Spycatcher by Peter Wright (New York: Viking 1986).

13        TRIPLEX (London: Yale University Press, 2008)

14      The Greatest Treason by Richard Deacon (London: Century Hutchinson, 1989)

15     Master of Deception by David Mure (London: William Kimber, 1980)

16     Mask of Deception by John Costello (London: Collins, 1989)

17      Their Trade is Treachery by Chapman Pincher (London: Sidgwick & Jackson, 1981)

18      Inside the KGB by Oleg Gordievsky and Christopher Andrew (London: Hodder & Stoughton, 1990)

19      The Mitrokhin Archive by Vasili Mitrokhin and Christopher Andrew (New York: Basic Books, 1999)

20     British Intelligence in World War II by Harry Hinsley (London:HMSO,                 1979)

21      The British Security Service 1908-45: The Official History by Jack Curry (Public Record Office, 1999)

22      War Diaries 1939-45 by Sir Alan Brooke (London: Weidenfeld & Nicolson, 2001)

23      Secret Service Rendered by Lily Sergueiev (London: William Kimber, 1966)

24     John Moe: Double Agent by Jan Moe (Edinburgh: Mainstream, 1986)

25      SpyCounterspy by Dusko Popov (London: Weidenfeld & Nicolson, 1974)

26      The Real Eddie Chapman Story by Eddie Chapman (London: Library 33, 1966)

27     Crime Cargo by Max Knight (London: Phillip Allan, 1934)

28        The Double Agent by John Bingham (London: Victor Gollancz, 1966)

29      The Skin Trap by William Younger (London: Eyre & Spottiswood, 1957)

30     115 Park Street by Gerald Glover (London: Privately, 1982)

31      Changing Perspectives in British Foreign Policy by Kenneth Younger (Oxford University Press, 1984)

32      The Way to Minack by Derek Tangye (London: Michael Joseph, 1978)

33     One Girl’s War by Joan Miller (Eire: Brandon Books, 1986)

34        A Staff Officer’s Diary by Philip Gribble (London: Hutchinson, 1940)

35     The Game of the Foxes by Ladislas Farago (New York: McKay, 1972)


PORTUGAL — LES SOCIALISTES VAINQUEURS MAIS MINORITAIRES


 

PORTUGAL

Les socialistes vainqueurs mais minoritaires

Sale temps pour les sociaux-démocrates en Europe! José Socrates, le Tony Blair portugais, a sauvé de justesse son poste de Premier ministre, mais il perd sa majorité absolue au Parlement de Lisbonne. Tout comme le SPD en Allemagne, le PS portugais enregistre l'un des pires résultats aux législatives, en reculant de près de 10 points (36,5% des suffrages, contre 45% en 2005).

La crise, bien sûr, mais aussi des réformes de choc forcément impopulaires et quelques affaires aux relents nauséabonds — immobilières, entre autres — lui ont coûté le soutien de plus de 500 000 électeurs. A droite, le Parti social-démocrate (PSD), principale force d'opposition, n'en profite pas vraiment. Avec 29% des voix, sa candidate, Manuela Ferreira Leite, une économiste austère et gaffeuse, n'a pas réussi à se poser en rivale crédible du socialisme néolibéral incarné par Socrates. Le désenchantement ambiant a plutôt profité aux extrêmes. Le Centre démocrate et social (CDS/PP) de l'ancien journaliste Paulo Portas, qui veut incarner le renouveau de la droite, devient la troisième force politique du pays (10,4%). Tandis que l'extrême gauche du Bloco de Esquerda frôle les 10%.

L'inspirateur du programme de Socrates, l'ex-commissaire à Bruxelles  Antonio Vitorino, se console comme il peut: «Ce résultat permet au PS de chercher des alliances à droite comme à gauche.» Mais dans un Portugal éprouvé par la crise, avec une majorité relative, le second mandat de José Socrates s'annonce difficile. Pour ne rien arranger, ses relations avec le président de la République Cavaco Silva (droite), sont exécrables.



RUI ARAUJO (À LISBONNE)

LE POINT, Paris - 2009

JOSHUA SLOCUM – LIES BEHIND THE MYTH

 



SLOCUM IN THE AZORES

 FACTS AND FICTION

It has long been a truism that those who know the sea and sailors thereon, take with the proverbial pinch of salt many sailor’s tales and yarns. Indeed, these are often embroidered with daring and fantastical elements, such as undersea kingdoms inhabited by mermaids and the like. Many tales however, contain an admixture of partial truth, partial exaggeration and partial fictional background. One such account, which contains all these elements, is Captain Joshua Slocum’s Sailing Alone around the World (Boston, 1900). In his introduction to a reprinted edition of 1949, Arthur Ransome, a writer who knew the sea, thought highly of Slocum, not only as a navigator but also as a narrator whose self-taught written style of English was direct but contained an imaginative turn of phrase. In other words, Ransome acknowledged that Slocum produced one of the best sailor’s yarns ever written, whilst noting however, that ‘…Slocum’s place in history is as secure as Adam’s’, as the first man to sail single-handed around the world. [1] Moreover, no one has contradicted the log of his voyage.

Indeed, as well as being compared with Adam, Slocum’s achievement has been eulogised by the creation of an International Joshua Slocum Society who sum up his voyage and its ramifications thus:

 

Nova Scotia born, with family roots in New England, Captain Slocum commanded some of the finest tall ships that ever sailed the seas. On April 24, 1895, at the age of 51, he departed Boston in his tiny sloop Spray and sailed around the world single-handed, a passage of 46,000 miles, returning to Newport, Rhode Island on June 27, 1898. This historic achievement made him the patron saint of small-boat voyagers, navigators and adventurers all over the world.

 

This note will concentrate on one area of Slocum’s circumnavigation-his time in the Azores. Slocum’s account of at least part of his admirable exploit in the Azores seems to veer towards fiction, and has many inconsistencies, and it is my intention to highlight these by using archival records of the Portuguese Navy, Observatory Meteorological records of the Azores, and records of ship entries to the port of Horta from 1887 to 1897.

 

Slocum was no slouch in adding imaginative detail, sometimes with a touch of humour, to highlight his story. Any intelligent reader will know that Neptune did not appear and speak to him, nor did the ghost of the Captain of the Pinta steer the Spray after he set sail from Horta bound for Gibraltar. It is nevertheless, a worthwhile exercise for historians to check source material for accuracy in the light of official historical records, and it is this rationale only, which occasioned this case study of Slocum’s visit to the Azores.

 

SLOCUM IN THE AZORES

 

Early on the morning of July 20 I saw Pico looming above the clouds on the starboard bow. Lower lands burst forth as the sun burned away the morning fog and island after island came into view. As I approached nearer, cultivated fields appeared, and oh, how green the corn’! Only those who have seen the Azores from the deck of a vessel realize the beauty of the mid-ocean picture.


At 4.30 p.m. I cast anchor at Fayal, exactly eighteen days from Cape Sable. The American consul, in a smart boat, came alongside before the Spray reached the breakwater, and a young naval officer, who feared for the safety of my vessel, boarded, and offered his services as pilot. The youngster, I have no good reason to doubt, could have handled a man-of-war, but the Spray was too small for the amount of uniform he wore. However, after fouling all the craft in port and sinking a lighter, she was moored without much damage to herself. This wonderful pilot expected a ‘gratification,’ I understand, but whether for the reason that his government, and not I, would have to pay the cost of raising the lighter, or because he did not sink the Spray I could never make out. But I forgive him.

Spray might indeed have fouled all the craft in port and sunk a lighter and not have suffered considerable damage, but Slocum was curiously the only person to mention such incidents.

The official numbered and signed register of ‘Ship Entries from 1887 to 1897’[2] for the Port of Horta only reveals that the navigator ‘J. Slocume’s sloop Spray’ moored at the man-made harbour on Saturday, 20 July 1895, ‘at six in the afternoon’.

Moreover, the local Açoriano newspaper published a very detailed report on Slocum’s arrival at Horta, but omitted the incidents described by the sailor:

Last Saturday, at six p.m., a sloop with the American flag hoisted at the top of the main gaff moored at the Port of Horta. We could see aboard, unexpectedly, one single man taking care of everything in order to moor; he went to the prow, he struck the jib, he went back to the stern, and at the end he lowered the sails. After the pilot went aboard he moored at the dock basin where the pilot’s boat was waiting for him. The arrival of that peculiar little ship with only one seaman visible attracted to the wharf a large number of people, most of whom went immediately aboard, on various boats. Açoriano (22 July 1895).

On the other hand, another local newspaper, A Folha Diária, mentioned the participation of a prático (and not of ‘a young naval officer’ as Slocum says) in the manoeuvres. In the nineteenth century a prático, according to Portuguese Dicionário da Linguagem da Marinha Antiga e Actual (Dictionary of Ancient and Current Naval Terminology),[3] was the harbour pilot operating under the responsibility of the Harbour Authority (Navy). Official records from the Historical Archive of the Central Naval Library in Lisbon indicate that the officer responsible for the ‘Second Class Artificial Port Captaincy of Horta’,[4] part of the Western Maritime Department at the time, was Frigate Captain Carlos Maria Pereira Vianna.

The Portuguese Navy Register [5] states that Captain Vianna was born on 30 April 1845 and was therefore 50 years old when Slocum landed at the Azores. Hardly the ‘young naval officer’ mentioned by Slocum, but of course he may have looked younger than his age. On the other hand a frigate captain would not expect a ‘gratification’ since his salary (67,000 reis, plus Naval Subsidy, etc.), according to the ‘Tabella dos Soldos Mensaes dos Officiaes das Diversas Classes da Armada e dos Aspirantes’ (List of salaries of officers from different ranks and midshipmen),[6] was quite substantial.

Another hypothesis might be that he requested payment for being present in the harbour, however, according to ‘Tabella nº 2’ (Tariff number 2) of ‘Regulamento do Porto Artificial da Horta’ (Regulations for the Man-made Harbour at Horta)[7] long cruise vessels were supposed to pay five reis per day and per ton for any halt lasting from one to three days (Spray was expected to stay only two days in Faial): ‘The halt is counted for long cruise and coasting ships at the very moment they pass south of the sea-marks that indicate the entrance to the man-made harbour, any fraction of a day is charged as one full day’.

Again, there is not a single file in the archives of the Port of Horta to substantiate Slocum’s claims. In any case 10 reis (two days in the port) are insignificant. The explanation for the ‘gratification’ could be the price of the operation (pilot and boat), but in the Captaincy’s ‘Registo das Guias Expedidas’ (Registry of Payments, that is, the records of piloting operations, etc.),[8] there is no trace of Slocum or even the Spray. From the 18th day to the end of July the Captaincy did not receive any money.

The mysterious ‘young naval officer’ could not be Vianna’s clerk, Arsénio Porphirio de Almeida Pinto[9], or the harbour master’s assistant, José de Paiva, and could not be the ‘guarda de lastro’ [10], because the post was vacant. [11] These persons represented the Navy Staff available in Horta, despite a Decree (18 April 1895)[12] stating the existence of ‘one berthing master’, ‘two pilots’, ‘two coxswain’ and ‘10 oarsmen’.

The alternative is the seaman Francisco Ignacio, but he was not an officer, and apparently he did not go to the Port often.

It would be convenient if the seamen could show up more often at the wharfs of this city in order to prevent Pico’s ships from occupying the quays and to make it more difficult for small boats to gather around the quays. Even today officers and crewmembers of Melpomène had to jump over Pico’s boats to disembark. The seamen have to do something.

The above was noted in Açoriano precisely the same week Slocum arrived at Horta.

There are thus no factual sources to confirm the successive incidents, the identity of the ‘young naval officer’ or the request for a ‘gratification’.

NEWSPAPER ACCOUNTS OF SLOCUM’S ARRIVAL

Slocum’s arrival at Faial made the front page of local papers – essentially Açoriano and Telegrapho, both published in the town of Horta.

According to Açoriano, dated 22 July 1895:

The sloop, effectively crewed single-handedly by Joshua Slocum, is making a voyage around the world, and left Cape Sable, 500 miles from Boston, eighteen days ago. The white-painted sloop called Spray is forty feet long in all by fourteen wide, and five deep in the hold; her tonnage being thirteen tons gross. Captain Slocum says he himself rebuilt his tiny ship two years ago. Spray, despite her small dimensions, seems to be a powerful vessel capable of resisting storms.’

Spray, a 36 feet 6 inch long sloop (later transformed into a yawl), ‘needs 3 foot under the deck’, ‘has no engine’, but a rectangular sail, was the sixth vessel registered at the Horta harbour since the beginning of the month. It was essentially the first sailing boat. Most vessels visiting the Azores at the end of the nineteenth century were commercial (or passenger) and whale steamers.

INTREPID SAILOR – Saturday afternoon the American sloop Spray Boston entered our harbour after 21 days at sea. She as built and commanded by her owner, Captain Joshua Slocum, from Boston. He left Nova Scotia, his departure point in America, and has spent 18 days at sea since his last port’. Telegrapho 22 July 1895.

In fact, the best period to cross the North Atlantic Ocean, according to the National Imagery & Mapping Agency (NIMA) of the USA, is between May and July. The most clement route passes through the Azores (or slightly to the north of the archipelago) – an important piece of information that ships at that time, mostly sailing vessels, were aware of despite the fact that there were no pilot charts.

Since her arrival, Spray has been visited by a large number of persons of all social classes and Captain Slocum accepts all of them without any restrictions. This is so true that they go right into the small cabin, they go the fore peak, and they observe and re-observe everything, including the food on the fire; they climb to the bowsprit; they walk on the skylight; they examine the ropes and the steering-wheel; they drink his water from the barrel that is on the deck; and he, completely impassibly, sometimes smiles a little, answers their questions about the voyage without reluctance. There are even occasions when he goes to the cabin to rest; and he lets them invade the ship to watch him sleeping, just as the Liliputians watched Gulliver sleeping. On the afternoon of his arrival they sent him fruit from the shore. Captain Slocum thanked them and appreciated it a lot-Fine! Fine! He said’ Thus wrote Açoriano.

Slocum confirmed this: ‘It was the season for fruit when I arrived at the Azores, and there was soon more of all kinds of it put on board than I knew what to do with’.

However, the newspapers of the Azores mentioned a shortage of fruit in Faial. It is probable the sailor was possibly referring to plums and to cucumbers, which were both ‘plentiful’ in the summer of 1895. ‘Hawkers offer a pack of six for 20 reis’, announced regional daily newspaper Açoriano Oriental, the so-called ‘Dean of Portuguese Journalism’, in its 27 July 1895 edition.

The only thing for sure is that Manning, the U.S. consul, and above all the firm of Silveira Edwards (who donated all the provisions), helped the navigator. This is understandable:

Like those students who not long ago passed through Lisbon claiming to intend to travel around the world on foot, Captain Slocum travels light-he does not have a penny or at least he does not want to spend his money. Besides the provisions he has aboard (codfish, meat, flour, canned food, etc.) he believes it will not be difficult to get a little extra at no cost, anywhere he goes. (sic) This is what happened in Horta. Mr. Manning, the worthy United States consul, sent him what the captain said he needed: — fresh bread, fruit, etc. (…) Captain Slocum had with him a number of photographs of the Liberty; (…) a pamphlet where he describes Destroyer’s passage; and one little beautifully printed bound volume (…) where he relates (…) the Liberty’s voyage and which contains fine prints; and he sells them all for a dollar, which must increase his resources.

21 July 1895:  Slocum did not leave the sloop:

The day after my arrival at Horta was the feast of a great saint. Boats loaded with people came from other islands to celebrate at Horta, the capital, or Jerusalem of the Azores. The deck of the Spray was crowded from morning till night with men, women, and children.

22 July 1895:

On the day after the feast a kind-hearted native harnessed a team and drove me a day over the beautiful roads all about Fayal, "because," said he, in broken English, "when I was in America and couldn't speak a word of English, I found it hard till I met someone who seemed to have time to listen to my story, and I promised my good saint then that if ever a stranger came to my country, I would try to make him happy." Unfortunately, this gentleman brought along an interpreter, that I might "learn more of the country." The fellow was nearly the death of me, talking of ships and voyages, and of the boats he had steered, the last thing in the world I wished to hear. He had sailed out of New Bedford, so he said, for "that Joe Wing they call 'John.'" My friend and host found hardly a chance to edge in a word. Before we parted my host dined me with a cheer that would have gladdened the heart of a prince, but he was quite alone in his house. "My wife and children all rest there," said he, pointing to the churchyard across the way. "I moved to this house from far off," he added, "to be near the spot, where I pray every morning.’

There is no record of what Slocum did on July 23 — even in Spray’s logbook.

He left Horta on July 24:

I remained four days at Fayal, and that was two days more than I had intended to stay. It was the kindness of the islanders and their touching simplicity which detained me.

Thus wrote Slocum before confiding that:

A damsel, as innocent as an angel, came alongside one day, and said she would embark on the Spray if I would land her at Lisbon. She could cook flying-fish, she thought, but her forte was dressing bacalhao (codfish). 

It would have been just another curious and innocuous episode if the seaman had not occasionally suffered ‘mental visions’ and had a somewhat problematic relationship with sex. This is perhaps the mysterious (and politically incorrect) side of the hero. ‘It seems Slocum had been detained in the Old Burlington County prison’, recounted the author-archivist April Kane, from Newark Public Library, USA. This prison is a museum today, and the references to Slocum’s dark past are necessarily short. US West Coast newspapers and his unauthorized biography, The Search For Captain Slocum, written by Walter Magnes Teller, and published in 1956 (Scribner, New York) give some clues. ‘Captain’s lawyer argued non vult contendere for his client’, said Teller. The expression ‘non vult contendere’ (literally, he does not oppose) represented in Newark the legal equivalent of an admission of guilt. Judge Gaskill made the old sailor pay court costs, and order him never to return ‘neither by train nor by sea’ to Riverton. Slocum was accused in 1906 of the attempted rape of 12 year-old girl aboard the Spray. It is hard to believe a young Azorean damsel ‘as innocent as an angel’ in 1895 would ask a lone foreign sailor to take her to Lisbon.

Slocum’s departure was marked by 14 lines in Telegrapho’s ‘Events’ section:

The American sloop Spray left our port today, continuing the round-the-world voyage that Captain Slocum thinks will take two years. There were lots of spectators who watched the manoeuvres from the walls surrounding the city’.

According to the Port Authority’s register the sailor left Horta at 7.30 a.m.

Spray set out before the wind, striking the jib, followed by the eyes of all. They were wondering what Destiny held for such little boat, and for that intrepid and courageous man who ventured, without any companion-not even a friendly dog-into the dangers, the hazards, and possible happenings of a trip around the world’, reported Açoriano the same day.

The next stop was the Strait of Gibraltar, 1,127 miles away from Horta. Slocum wrote:

The southwest wind at the time was light, but squalls came up with the sun, and I was glad enough to get reefs in my sails before I had gone a mile. I had hardly set the mainsail, double-reefed, when a squall of wind down the mountains struck the sloop with such violence that I thought her mast would go. However, a quick helm brought her to the wind. As it was, one of the weather lanyards was carried away and the other was stranded. My tin basin, caught up by the wind, went flying across a French school ship to leeward. It was more or less squally all day, sailing along under high land; but rounding close under a bluff, I found an opportunity to mend the lanyards broken in the squall. No sooner had I lowered my sails when a four-oared boat shot out from some gully in the rocks, with a customs officer on board, who thought he had come upon a smuggler. I had some difficulty in making him comprehend the true case However, one of his crew, a sailorly chap, who understood how matters were, while we palavered jumped on board and rove off the new lanyards I had already prepared, and with a friendly hand helped me "set up the rigging." This incident gave the turn in my favour. My story was then clear to all. I have found this the way of the world. Let one be without a friend, and see what will happen!

Slocum mentioned a ‘customs officer’ and ‘one of his crew’, but Portuguese Navy records mention only two ‘customs employees’ in the island: naval agent José Maria de Mello and ship’s corporal Manuel Garcia da Rosa.

Passing the island of Pico, after the rigging was mended, the Spray stretched across to leeward of the island of St. Michael's, which she was up with early on the morning of July 26, the wind blowing hard. Later in the day she passed the Prince of Monaco's fine steam-yacht bound to Fayal, where, on a previous voyage, the prince had slipped his cables to "escape a reception" which the padres of the island wished to give him. Why he so dreaded the "ovation" I could not make out. At Horta they did not know’, said Slocum.

This account is palpably untrue. Spray could not have ‘passed the Prince of Monaco's fine steam-yacht bound to Fayal’ on 26 July. According to the Horta harbour register,[13] the Prince of Monaco’s steam-yacht Princesse Alice, commanded by C. Carr, had been anchored at Horta from July 25 to 27. The log book of the ship confirms the Horta harbour register: ‘Thursday 25 July 1895-1 hour: anchored with two anchors in Horta; Friday 26 July 1895-Port of Horta-2.30 pm: visit of the commander of the French Navy training vessel Le Melpomène.’

Jacqueline Carpine-Lancre, Secretary of the Commission of Oceanography of the International Union of the History and Philosophy of Science, told the author ‘Prince Albert I never mentioned Slocum’s name, either in published documents or in his manuscripts’.

In the rest of chapter IV of his book Slocum again hugely exaggerates, but this may or may not be explicable in that he seemed to been suffering from a form of food-poisoning and delusions thereon, stating that a member of Columbus’s crew steered the Spray during his incapacitation:

Columbus himself could not have held her more exactly on her course. The sloop had made ninety miles in the night through a rough sea. I felt grateful to the old pilot, but I marvelled some that he had not taken in the jib. The gale was moderating, and by noon the sun was shining. A meridian altitude and the distance on the patent log, which I always kept towing, told me that she had made a true course throughout the twenty-four hours. I was getting much better now, but was very weak, and did not turn out reefs that day or the night following, although the wind fell light; but I just put my wet clothes out in the sun when it was shining, and, lying down there myself, fell asleep.

July 28 was exceptionally fine’, wrote the sailor.

Slocum’s July 26-27 storm account is again palpably exaggerated, as is his rest on July 27:

Saturday 27: a small boat passed near Port of Capelas, a sloop, with a single seaman. He approached the whalers moored there, and said he had come from Boston and was heading to China! He said he had made a stop in Faial in order to get some provisions and water’, reports Commercio Michaelense, dated 30 July 1895.

The Ponta Delgada Meteorological Observatory records[14] (written in French) are peremptory: There was not a single observation of Strong Breeze (‘frais’), Near Gale (‘grand frais’) or Gale (‘coup de vent’) or any Storm that summer in the area.

The atmospheric pressure minimum altitude occurred on 26 July with 760 (with the barometer at 0º), corresponding to 1013 hectopascals. It is a pressure that does not necessarily mean a storm, and the vicinity of Capelas (North of Ponta Delgada) does not permit substantial variations of pressure. Moreover, Nima’s Pilot Chart for the Azores region indicates force 3 winds (Beaufort scale) as a maximum in July.

Nevertheless, Slocum could have been faced by high waves (brought about by far winds) and there could have been ‘perfectly stable weather, even a clear sky and slight winds’, explained Idália da Luz Mendonça, of the Portuguese Meteorological Institute. The problem is there is not a single reference to the storm from other sources, including from ships navigating in the Azores.

The only storm confirmed that summer occurred on 20 August 1895, almost one month after Slocum’s departure. ‘In Freguesia dos Altares, lightning struck and killed Manuel Martins Alves, a child called Paulo, another one called Manuel, and one woman’, reported the regional press.

‘The audacious Slovum (sic) has continued his voyage on his sloop Spray. May God protect him’, reported Atlântico on 28 July 1895.

Slocum was certainly audacious, particularly in his account of his time in the Azores as the historical record shows. Nevertheless, he did not let historical accuracy get in the way of a good story. What is not in doubt however, was his courage in undertaking and successfully completing a single-handed circumnavigation of the world.

Rui Araújo

THE MARINER’S MIRROR – Vol. 94 – No. 2 – May 2008

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Acknowledgements

A number of people and institutions offered considerable help and assistance to me in the research for this Note. These include Jacqueline Carpine-Lancres, historian, Vice President of the Commission d’ Océanographie de l’Union Internationale d’Histoire et de Philosophie des Sciences, Monaco; Isabel Beato, historian, Arquivo Histórico da Biblioteca Central da Marinha, Lisbon, Commander Idália da Luz Mendonca, meteorologist, Instituto de Meteorologia de Portugal, Lisbon, The staff at Newark Public Library, New Jersey and at the Biblioteca Nacional, Lisbon.

Special thanks are due Rosemary Hilhorst OBE, Director of the British Council, Lisbon, and Nigel Thomas for helping me to translate the paper. I am grateful for the comments and suggestions of anonymous referees. 

 

References


[1] A. Ransome introduction to Captain Joshua Slocum, Sailing alone around the World and Voyage of the Liberdade (London, 1949), 17.

[2] Biblioteca Central de Marinha  herafter BCM, (Lisbon, Portugal) – Arquivo Histórico – Fonds 208 - “Capitania do Porto da Horta”.

[3] Humberto Leitão, José Vicente Lopes, Ediçoes Culturais da Marinha, Lisbon, 1990.

[4] BCM – Arquivo Histórico – “Documentação Avulsa” – “Oficiais da Armada” – Proc. Carlos Maria Pereira Vianna, Box 785; and “Lista da Armada”, dated 1895.

[5] Idem, Ibidem

[6] BCM – Arquivo Histórico – “Carta de Lei de 26/2/1892” on the reorganization of “Serviços da Armada”, Chapter X, art. 141, page 473; and “Ordem da Armada” Number XVI, dated 1893; and “Documentação Avulsa”: “Soldos, Vencimentos, Ordenados e Prets”, boxes 1299/1302; and “Decreto de 1/12/1892”, Chapter IV (regulation on the salaries of “Pessoal Civil e Militar dos Departamentos, Capitanias e Delegações”) – in “Ordem da Armada” Number VIII, dated 1892, page 316 and further.

[7] BCM – Arquivo Histórico – “Decreto de 24/12/1893”, 39.

[8] BCM – Arquivo Histórico – Fonds 208 – “Capitania do Porto da Horta”, Reference Number 53, pages 40/41.

[9] In “Lista da Armada”, dated 1893, and in the notes (“Documentaçao Avulsa”) concerning the personnel available at “Capitania do Porto da Horta”, dated 12/1/1895, the officer is described as ARSENIO POMPILIO DE ALMEIDA PINTO.

[10] The person in charge of the store room where they usually kept the ballast of careened ships.

[11]BCM  – Arquivo Histórico – “Lista da Armada” dated 1895, Reference Number 2014, page 217.

[12] BCM – Arquivo Histórico – “Decreto de 18 de Abril de 1895”, in “Ordem da Armada” Number VIII, dated 1895, page 302.

[13] BCM – Arquivo Histórico – Fonds 208 – “Capitania do Porto da Horta”, Reference Number 50, page 39; and Reference Number 51, page 19.

[14] BCM – Arquivo Histórico – “Documentação Avulsa” – Observatório Meteorológico de Ponta Delgada, Box 713.