CHAPTER XII.

THE FRANCO-PRUSSIAN WAR--AN IRISH AMBULANCE CORPS--THE FRENCH FOREIGN

LEGION.

When the Franco-Prussian War broke out, the sympathy of Ireland was

naturally, for historic reasons, on the side of France. It was not

surprising, then, that many young Irishmen who had served in America, or

in the ranks of the Papal Volunteers, or had borne a share in the Fenian

movement, were anxious to show their sympathy in a practical way, and at

the same time to gratify the national propensity for a fight

--in any good cause at all.

I happened to number among my friends some of these young Irishmen, of

whom I may mention Captain Martin Kirwan, James Lysaght Finigan, Edmond

O'Donovan, Arthur Forrester, Frank Byrne, and James O'Kelly. There was a

strong feeling in Ireland to send a considerable body of men to France,

but the law stood in the way. It was evaded by the formation of an

Ambulance Corps, and for this generous subscriptions flowed in, along

with numerous applications from volunteers. These were all medically

examined, as if for a regular army, and in this way as fine a body of

young men as ever left Ireland was picked from those who had

volunteered. The ambulance service was equipped in the most perfect

manner, and presented to the French nation. On arriving in France, there

were (as was, of course, intended) more men than were required for the

ambulance duties, and these at once volunteered for service as soldiers.

They were formed into a company under the command of Captain Kirwan, one

of the sergeants being Frank Byrne, who was afterwards Kirwan's

colleague as an official of the Irish constitutional organisation in

Great Britain. The company might have developed into a regiment, and

even into a brigade, had the movement started earlier to get men over to

France by various means. This could have been done, notwithstanding the

Foreign Enlistment Act; and towards the end of the war, French agents

were in this country providing for the sending over of large numbers of

men to France, when the capitulation of Paris caused the collapse of

their arrangements.

The men of the Irish Ambulance Corps did their work so well as to show

that not only did Irishmen make good soldiers, but that, possessing the

sympathetic Celtic nature, their services were highly appreciated by the

wounded who fell to their charge. Captain Kirwan's company fought

bravely, sustaining the credit of their country through the whole

campaign, and, under Bourbaki, were among those who actually struck the

last blow the Germans received on French soil.

Arthur Forrester, who joined the French Foreign Legion, was severely

wounded in the foot. After the war he came into the office of the

"Catholic Times," when I was manager and John McArdle editor of that

paper. We welcomed him, of course, not only as an old friend and brother

journalist, but as one who had been fighting for France.

In his "Camp Fires of the Legion" written for my "Irish Library," James

Lysaght Finigan tells of his adventures in the war. He found his way to

Lille, in the north of France, and, with several hundreds of other

Irishmen became enrolled in the ranks of the Foreign Legion. In

Lieutenant Elliott he was delighted to recognise Edmond O'Donovan, who

had figured so prominently in the Fenian movement, and whose

incarceration in Ireland and exile in America were fresh in his memory.

"The Legion," Finigan says, "showed itself worthy of its predecessors,

the Irish Brigades of former days, during the reverses that constantly

befel the armies of France." He gives graphic accounts of the battles

they were engaged in, and how, in the defence of Orleans, he and a

number of his comrades were taken prisoners, among those being his

friend O'Donovan, who had been wounded by a piece of shell.

The Foreign Legion must have borne the brunt of the fighting. The fourth

battalion was cut to pieces at Woerth, Gravelotte, and Sedan; the fifth

battalion was reduced from 3,000 to some 300; the sixth battalion retook

Orleans, was compelled to abandon it, and covered itself with glory at

Le Mans and elsewhere; and the seventh was interned with Bourbaki in

Switzerland until the end of the war.

Although I often heard from him afterwards, the last time I met Edmond

O'Donovan, if I remember rightly, was in a North Lancashire town, in

which John O'Connor Power had been lecturing the same night. I forget

exactly who else of the "boys" were there--I think William Hogan was

one--but there were some choice spirits, and we made just such an Irish

night of it as Finigan describes they had when he and O'Donovan fought

in the Foreign Legion.

Edmond O'Donovan was the son of the famous Irish scholar and antiquary,

John O'Donovan, the translator from the Gaelic--with O'Curry and

Petrie--of that great Irish history, "The Annals of the Four Masters,"

and other manuscripts. The elder O'Donovan had made the acquaintance of

Sir Thomas Larcom, when both were young men together on the staff of the

Ordnance Survey. John O'Donovan appointed his friend Larcom to be

guardian of his children in case of his death.

It was Larcom's duty, as an official of the Government, to hunt down the

Fenians, both native and foreign, so that he had undertaken a serious

and perplexing charge. For O'Donovan's elder sons were strong

Nationalists and Fenians; so that, on the death of his old friend,

Larcom was like an old hen having charge of a brood of ducklings who

could not be kept from the troubled waters of Fenianism. There is no

doubt that Larcom's influence kept them from or saved them from a lot

of trouble. The O'Donovans were an accomplished family, the one I knew

best, besides Edmond, being Richard, who has held a responsible

mercantile position for some years, and who furnished me with much

valuable information about his father, when Thomas Flannery--one of our

best Gaelic scholars--was writing a life of Dr. John O'Donovan for my

"Irish Library" series.

Besides being thoroughly acquainted with several languages, Edmond

O'Donovan had an excellent scientific training, which was brought into

requisition in connection with the projected Fenian military movements

in Ireland. While a thorough classical scholar, the poems he liked best

were the songs of Thomas Davis and the Young Irelanders. He was slender

of figure and had a handsome oval face. In speaking, whether in private

or before an audience, he had an animated and expressive manner, with a

good deal of gesture, such as a Frenchman or Italian would use. I have

heard him singing songs like "Clare's Dragoons" with much fire and

fervour, throwing his whole soul into it in a way I can never forget.

In 1877-1878 he was a special correspondent in the Russo-Turkish war

with the Turkish army, and he sent home powerful and graphic accounts of

every battle and siege.

His intimate knowledge of Arabic stood to him in these and in the

Egyptian campaigns in which he afterwards took part. In 1879 he went

through Russia to the shores of the Caspian Sea, travelled through the

north of Persia and the adjacent territory of Khorassan, to the land of

the Tekke Turcomans, and to Merv, thus penetrating the mysteries of

Central Asia as no European traveller had ever done so perfectly before.

In 1881 he returned to England, and published his book, "The Merv

Oasis," and afterwards read a paper before the Royal Geographical

Society on "Merv and its surroundings."

Finally, in 1883, he went as special correspondent to the Soudan, and

there this brilliant Irishman perished with the whole of Hicks Pasha's

army. No tidings ever came of how Edmond O'Donovan met his death, but

those who knew him best feel that he must have yielded up his gallant

spirit to its Creator with a courage and fortitude worthy of an

Irishman.

In January, 1906, I had occasion to call upon his brother Richard in

Liverpool, and asked if they had ever got any trace of Edmond. Nothing

had been heard of how he had actually perished, but an authentic relic

of him had fallen into the hands of a priest in the Soudan. This was a

blood-stained garment, which was proved beyond doubt to have belonged to

him.

I have mentioned another name in connection with the Franco-Prussian

War--that of James O'Kelly. His career, like that of O'Donovan, had been

stormy and adventurous. I had previously met him in connection with the

Fenian movement.

He had been in the French army, and served in the campaign which was so

disastrous to the Mexican Emperor Maximilian. His adventurous

temperament led him again to join the French service during the

Franco-Prussian war. He was employed on the confidential mission of

raising a force of Irishmen for the war. I have described the formation

of the company under Kirwan, which was the outcome of the Ambulance

Corps. It will be seen, too, that there were a considerable number of

Irishmen in the Foreign Legion. But, after all, these did not amount to

a number sufficient to have much appreciable result on the ultimate

fortunes of the war. The French military authorities, knowing what

splendid fighting materials Irishmen would make, commissioned O'Kelly to

raise a large force. For this purpose he made Liverpool his

headquarters, and I was pleased to see him again when he called upon me

at the office of the "Catholic Times" My sympathies were strongly with

France, and I gave him what assistance I could in furthering the object

of his mission. At my suggestion, therefore, he took up his abode at the

hotel opposite our office, at the corner of Moorfields and Dale Street.

A large number of volunteers were got from among the advanced element in

Liverpool and surrounding towns, who wanted to learn the use of arms in

real warfare--their ultimate object I need not mention. From other

quarters in Ireland as well as England there were volunteers for the

French army. I had arranged through an emigration agent, Mr. Michael

Francis Duffy, a much respected and patriotic Irishman of singular

culture, for the charter of two steamers to take the men to Havre; but

just then Paris fell, after a long siege; the war ended, and the Irish

Legion project collapsed.

In 1872 James O'Kelly turned his attention to journalism as a

profession. He got his first opening on the "New York Herald," partly

through his thorough knowledge of the military profession, but still

more by that singular tact that never failed him under the most trying

circumstances.

Some years after, he called on me again in Liverpool, and I heard from

him of some stirring incidents in his career. Amongst those were his

perilous experiences in connection with the fighting in Cuba, from which

he narrowly escaped with his life.

Since then he has entered Parliament. He was a staunch supporter from

the first of Mr. Parnell. When the unfortunate "split" came, he took the

side of the "Chief," but none is more pleased than he to be a member of

the now re-united Irish Party.

In connection with the Franco-Prussian war I may be allowed to refer

here to a non-combatant, who, with his brother priests, remained at

their post during the terrible siege of Paris, ministering to the sick

and dying. This was my cousin, Father Bernard O'Loughlin, Superior of

the Passionist Order in Paris.

And yet, notwithstanding their noble services to humanity on this and

other occasions, the Passionist Fathers have since been driven out of

the country by the French Government. The announcement of the danger of

this, when it was first threatened, caused consternation in the foreign

Catholic colony of Paris, to whom the Passionist Fathers had endeared

themselves by their labours on behalf of needy and stranded

English-speaking people, and their devoted spiritual ministrations.

The Passionist mission in Paris was founded some forty years ago by

Father Bernard, with his friend, Father Ignatius Spencer, also a

Passionist, and uncle of the present Earl Spencer.

The Archbishop of Paris had invited the Passionists to establish a

church in Paris, on account of the number of Irish, American, and

English Catholics requiring religious ministrations, few of the French

clergy being able to speak English. Father O'Loughlin first commenced

his labours in the Church of St. Nicholas, in the Rue Saint Honoré,

where he remained three years. After this a sum of 200,000 francs was

subscribed, chiefly by Irish, American, and English residents, for the

site and building of a church. Father Bernard was soon joined by several

other members of the order sent from England, and there were always four

or five Passionist Fathers attached as chaplains to the church. The

following distinguished prelates have preached in this Church--Cardinal

Manning, Cardinal Newman, Cardinal Richard, Archbishop Ireland,

Archbishop Spalding, and Archbishop Passadière.

Mrs. Mackay was the most generous of the supporters of the order in

Paris; and, in 1903, when the fathers found themselves unable to pay the

tax created by the French "Loi d'accroissement," she paid down the

20,000 francs required to save the church.

Their devotion in remaining faithful to their flock during the long and

terrible siege of Paris in 1870 ought to have recommended them to the

sympathies of all patriotic Frenchmen. The Passionists not only

ministered to the spiritual but to the temporal wants of those coming

under their charge. They visited the sick and poor, relieved the age in

need, provided for orphans, and assisted stranded Irish and English

governesses, irrespective of creed, who had come to Paris in search of

situations. Those who suffered most from the withdrawal of the

Passionists were the poor and afflicted.

The Cardinal Archbishop of Paris, the American Embassy, and the British

Ambassador, addressed the French Government on their behalf, pointing

out that the services of the Passionists were indispensable--but in

vain. It is humiliating that the government of what is supposed to be a

great Catholic nation like France should be appealed to in such a cause,

fruitlessly, by the ambassador of non-Catholic England.

Father Bernard O'Loughlin's name in the world was John, after his

father, my mother's brother, John O'Loughlin. The elder John was a

brewer's traveller, and often came to our house in Liverpool, bringing

his violin with him. He had a wide knowledge of old Irish airs, and to

his accompaniment we had many a genuine Irish night, singing the

stirring songs then appearing in the "Nation."

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