CHAPTER XII

THE LATER IRISH PARTY--ITS CHARACTER AND

COMPOSITION

To enable our readers to have a clearer understanding of all that has

gone before and all that is to follow, I think it well at this stage

to give a just impression of the Party, of its personnel, its method

of working and its general character and composition.

The Irish Party, as we know it, was originally the creation of

Parnell, and was, perhaps, his most signal achievement. It became,

under the genius of his leadership, a mighty constitutional

force--disciplined, united, efficient and vigilant. It had the merit

of knowing its own mind. It kept aloof from British Party

entanglements. It was pledged to sit, act and vote together, and its

members loyally observed the pledge both in the spirit and the letter,

and did not claim the right to place their own individual

interpretation upon it. Furthermore, it was a cardinal article of

honour that members of the Party were to seek no favours from British

Ministers, because it needs no argument to demonstrate that the Member

of Parliament who pleads for favours for himself or preferment for his

friends can possess no individual independence. He is shackled in

slavery to the Minister to whom his importunities are addressed. He is

simply a patriot on the make, despised by himself and despised by

those to whom he addresses his subservient appeals. There was no place

for such a one in Parnell's Irish Party, which embodied as nearly as

possible that perfect political cohesion which is the dream of all

great leaders. There were men of varying capacity and, no doubt, of

differing thought in Parnell's Party, but where Ireland's national

interests were concerned it was a united body, an undivided phalanx

which faced the foe. And by the very boldness and directness of

Parnell's policy, he won to his side in the country, not only all the

moral and constitutional forces making for Nationalism, but the

revolutionary forces--who yearned for an Irish Republic--as well. He

was, therefore, not only the leader of a Party; he was much more--he

was the leader of a United Irish nation. His aim was eminently sane

and practical--to obtain the largest possible measure of national

autonomy, and he did not care very much what it was called. But he

made it clear that whatever he might accept in his time and generation

was not to be the last word on the Irish Question. He fought with the

weapons that came to his hand--and he used them with incomparable

skill and judgment--with popular agitation in Ireland, with "direct

action" of a most forcible and audacious kind in Parliament. A great

leader has always the capacity for attracting capable lieutenants to

his side. We need only refer to the example of Napoleon as

overwhelming proof of this. And so out of what would ordinarily seem

humble and unpromising material Parnell brought to his banner a band

of young colleagues who have since imperishably fixed their place in

Irish history. I am not writing the life-story of the members of

Parnell's Party, but if I were it would be easy to show that most of

the colleagues who have come to any measure of greatness since were

men of no antecedent notoriety (I use the word in its better

application), with possibly one exception, and it is somewhat

remarkable that the son of John Blake Dillon, who owed perhaps not a

little to the fact that he was his father's son, should have been the

one who first showed signs of recalcitrancy against Party rule and

discipline when he inveighed against the Land Act of 1881 and betook

himself abroad for three years during the time when the national

movement was locked in bitterest conflict with the Spencer Coercionist

regime. Let it be at once conceded that Parnell's lieutenants were men

whose gifts and talents would have in any circumstances carried them

to eminent heights, but it might be said also they lost nothing from

their early association with so great a personality and from the fact

that he brought them into the gladiatorial arena, where their mental

muscles were, so to speak, trained and tested and extended in combat

with some of the finest minds of the age.

In the days when the later Irish Party had entered upon its

decrepitude some of its leaders sought to maintain a sorry unity by

shouting incessantly from the house-tops, as if it were some sacred

formula which none but the unholy or those predestined to political

damnation dare dispute: "Majority Rule." And a country which they had

reduced to the somnambulistic state by the constant reiteration of

this phrase unfortunately submitted to their quackery, and have had

grave reason to regret it ever since. Parnell had very little respect

for shams--whether they were sham phrases or sham politicians. He was

a member of Butt's Home Rule Party but he was not to be intimidated

from pursuing the course he had mapped out for himself by any foolish

taunts about his "Policy of Exasperation"; he was a flagrant sinner

against the principle of "majority rule," but time has proved him to

be a sinner who was very much in the right. Mr Dillon used to hurl

another name of anathema at our heads--the heads of those of us who

were associated with Mr O'Brien in his policy of national

reconciliation--he used to dub us "Factionists." It was not fair

fighting, nor honest warfare, nor decent politics. It was the base

weapon of a man who had no arguments of reason by which he could

overwhelm an opponent, but who snatched a bludgeon from an armoury of

certain evil associations which he knew would prevail where more

legitimate methods could not.

I entered the Party in May 1901, having defeated their official

candidate at a United Irish League Convention for the selection of a

Parliamentary candidate for Mid-Cork on the death of Dr Tanner. In

those days I was not much of a politician. My heart was with the

neglected labourer and I stood, accordingly, as a Labour candidate, my

programme being the social elevation of the masses, particularly in

the vital matters of housing, employment and wages. I was not even a

member of the United Irish League, being wholly concerned in building

up the Irish Land and Labour Association, which was mainly an

organisation for the benefit, protection and the education in social

and citizen duty of the rural workers. Mr Joseph Devlin was sent down

to the Convention to represent the Party and the League. It was sought

to exclude a considerable number of properly accredited Labour

delegates from the Convention, but after a stiff fight my friends and

myself compelled the admission of a number just barely sufficient to

secure me a majority. This was heralded as a tremendous triumph for

the Labour movement, and it spoke something for the democratic

constitution of the United Irish League, as drafted by Mr O'Brien,

that it was possible for an outsider to beat its official nominee and

thereby to become the officially adopted candidate of the League

himself. In due course I entered the portals of the Irish Party, but

though in it was, to a certain extent, not of it, in that I was more

an observer of its proceedings than an active participant in its work.

My supreme purpose in public life was to make existence tolerable for

a class who had few to espouse their claims and who were in the

deepest depths of poverty, distress and neglect. Hence, except where

Labour questions and the general interests of my constituents were

concerned, I stood more or less aloof from the active labours of the

Party. I was in the position of a looker-on and a critic, and I saw

many things that did not impress me at all too favourably.

In the years immediately following the General Election of 1900 the

Party had a splendid solidarity and a fine enthusiasm. There had been

just sufficient new blood infused into it to counteract the jealous

humours and to minimise the weariness of spirit of those older members

who had served in the halcyon days of Parnell and had gone through all

the squalidness and impotence of the years of the Split. Had the Party

been rightly handled, and led by a man of strong will and inflexible

character, it could have been made the mightiest constitutional power

for Ireland's emancipation. Unfortunately Mr John Redmond was not a

strong leader. He unquestionably possessed many of the attributes of

leadership--a dignified presence, distinguished deportment, a wide

knowledge of affairs, a magnificent mastery of the forms and rules of

the House of Commons, a noble eloquence and a sincere manner, but he

lacked the vital quality of strength of character and energetic

resolve. He was not, as Parnell was, strong enough to impose his will

on others if he found it easier to give way himself. And thus from the

very outset of his career as leader of the reunited Party he allowed

his conduct to be influenced by others--very often, let it be said,

against his own better judgment. Mr Redmond had a matchless faculty

for stating the case of Ireland in sonorous sentences, but too often

he was content to take his marching orders from those powers behind

the throne who were the real manipulators of what passed for an Irish

policy. In the shaping of this policy and in the general ordering of

affairs, the rank and file of the members had very little say--they

were hopelessly invertebrate and pusillanimous. The majority of them

were mere automatons--very honest, very patriotic, exceedingly

respectable, good, ordinary, decent and fairly intelligent Irishmen,

but as Parliamentarians their only utility consisted in their capacity

to find their way into the voting Lobby as they were ordered. To their

meek submission, and to their rather selfish fear of losing their

seats if they asserted an independent opinion, I trace many if not all

of the catastrophes and failures that overtook the Party in later

years. Needless to say, neither the country nor the other parties in

Parliament had the least understanding of the real character and

composition of the Nationalist Party. It had always a dozen or more

capable men who could dress the ranks and hold their own "on the floor

of the House" as against the best intellects and debating power of

either British party. Irish readiness and repartee made question time

an overwhelmingly Irish _divertissement_. Our members had a

unique faculty for bringing about spectacular scenes that read very

well in the newspapers and made the people at home think what fine

fellows they had representing them! All this might be very good

business in its way if it had any special meaning, but I could never

for the life of me see how taking the Sultanate of Morocco under our

wing could by any stretch of the imagination help forward the cause of

Ireland.

The policy of the Party, in the ultimate resort, was supposed to be

controlled by the United Irish League acting through its branches in

Convention assembled. Inasmuch as the Party derived whatever strength

it possessed in Parliament from the virility and force of the

agitation in Ireland, it was in the fitness of things that the country

should have the right of ordering the tune. When he founded the United

Irish League Mr O'Brien unquestionably intended that this should be

the case--that the country should be the master of its own fate and

that the constituencies should be in the position of exercising a

wholesome check on the conduct of their Parliamentary representatives,

who, in addition to the pledge to sit, act and vote with the Party,

also entered into an equally binding undertaking to accept neither

favour nor office from the Government. As the Party was for the

greater part made up of poor men or men of moderate means, members

received an indemnity from a special fund called "The Parliamentary

Fund," which was administered by three trustees. This fund was

specially collected each year, and in principle, if the subscriptions

came from Ireland alone, was an excellent method of making members of

the Party obey the mandate of the people, under the penalty of

forfeiting their allowance. But in practice, most of the subscriptions

were collected in America, and we had in effect the extraordinary

situation of Irish representatives being maintained in Parliament by

the moneys of their American kith and kin. And the situation after

1903 was rendered the more ludicrous by reason of the fact that the

Party could never have dragged along its existence if it had been

dependent upon Irish contributions to its funds. These were largely

withdrawn because the Party was delinquent in adhering to the policy

of Conciliation. It is a phenomenon worth remarking that the Irish

people never failed to contribute generously what Parnell had termed

"the sinews of war" so long as the members of the Party deserved it of

them. But when symptoms of demoralisation set in, or when contentions

distracted their energies, the people cut off the supplies. This would

undoubtedly have been an effective means of control in normal

circumstances, but when the Party, of its own volition, was able to

send "missions" to America and Australia to collect funds, it was no

longer dependent on the popular will, as expressed in terms of

material support, and it became the masters of the people instead of

their servants.

Not that I want for one moment unnecessarily to disparage the

personnel of the Party--it was probably the best that Ireland could

have got in the circumstances--nor do I seek to diminish its

undoubtedly great services to Ireland in the days of Parnell and

during the period that it loyally adopted the policy of Conciliation.

But what I do deplore is that a few men in the Party--not more than

three or four all told--were able, by getting control of "the

machine," to destroy the fairest chance that Ireland ever had of

gaining a large measure of self-government. Knowing all that happened

within the Party in the years of which I am writing, knowing the

methods that were employed, rather unscrupulously and with every

circumstance of pettiness, to bear down any member who showed the

least disposition to exercise legitimately an independent

judgment--knowing how the paid organisers of the League were at once

dispatched to his constituency to intrigue against him and to work up

local enmities, I am not, and never was, surprised at the compelled

submission of the body of the members to the decrees of the secret

Cabinet who controlled policy and directed affairs with an absolute

autocracy that few dared question. One member more courageous than his

fellows, Mr Thomas O'Donnell, B.L., did come upon the platform with Mr

Wm. O'Brien at Tralee, in his own constituency and had the manliness

to declare in favour of the policy of Conciliation, but the tragic

confession was wrung from him: "I know I shall suffer for it." And he

did!

I mention these matters to explain what would otherwise be

inexplicable--how it came to pass that a policy solemnly ratified by

the Party, by the Directory of the League, and by a National

Convention was subsequently repudiated. Whilst Mr O'Brien remained in

the Party there was no question of the allegiance of these men to

correct principle. Mr Joseph Devlin, who later was far and away the

most powerful man in the Party, had not yet "arrived." (It was the

retirement of Mr O'Brien from public life and the resignation of Mr

John O'Donnell from the secretaryship of the United Irish

League--under circumstances which Mr Devlin's admirers will scarcely

care to recall--which gave him his chance.) Mr Dillon was a more or

less negligible figure until Mr O'Brien made way for him by his

retirement. Right up to this there was only one man for the Party and

the country, and that man was William O'Brien. Let me say at once that

in those days I had no attachments and no personal predilections. John

Redmond, William O'Brien and John Dillon were all, as we say in

Ireland, "one and the same to me." If anything, because of my

Parnellite proclivities, I rather leaned to Mr Redmond's side, and his

chairmanship of the Party had certainly my most loyal adherence.

Otherwise I was positively indifferent to personalities, and to a

great extent also to policies, since I was in the Party for one

purpose, and one alone, of pushing the labourers' claims upon the

notice of the leaders and of ventilating their grievances in the House

of Commons whenever occasion offered. Furthermore, I do not think I

ever spoke to Mr O'Brien until after the Cork election in 1904, when,

convinced of the rectitude of his policy and principles, I stood upon

his platform to give such humble support as I could to the cause he

advocated, and thereafter, I am proud to say, never once turned aside,

either in thought or action, from the thorny and difficult path I had

chosen to travel. I take no credit to myself for having taken my stand

on behalf of Mr O'Brien's policy. I knew him in all essential things,

both then and thereafter, to be absolutely in the right. I was aware

that, had he so minded, in 1903, when he was easily the most powerful

man in the Party and the most popular in Ireland, he could have

smashed at one onslaught the conspiracy of "the determined

campaigners" and driven its authors to a well-deserved doom. But the

mistake he made then, as mistake I believe it to be, was that he left

the field to those men, who had no alternative policy of their own to

offer to the country, and who, instead of consolidating the national

organisation for the assertion of Irish right, consolidated it rather

in the interests of their own power and personal position. Thus it

happened that a movement conceived and intended as the adequate

expression of the people's will became, in the course of a short

twelve months, everywhere outside of Munster, a mere machine for

registering the decrees of Mr Dillon and his co-conspirators.

I do not think, if Mr T.M. Healy had been a member of the Party then,

that Mr Dillon would have been able so successfully to entrench

himself in power as he did. Mr Healy knew Mr Dillon inside out and he

had little respect for his qualities. He knew him to be vain,

intractable, small-minded and abnormally ambitious of power. Parnell

once said of him: "Dillon is as vain as a peacock and as jealous as a

schoolgirl." And when he was not included as a member of the Land

Conference I am sure it does him no wrong to say that he made up his

mind that somebody should suffer for the affront put upon him. It is

ever thus. Even the greatest men are human, with human emotions,

feelings, likes and dislikes. And though it is far from my intention

to robe Mr Dillon in any garment of greatness, he was, unfortunately,

put in a position to do irreparable mischief to great principles, as I

conceive, through motives of petty spite. Even if Mr Dillon had stood

alone I do not think he would have counted for very much, supported

though he was by the suave personality of Mr T.P. O'Connor. But he had

won to his side, in the person of Mr Devlin, one of great organising

gifts and considerable eloquence, who had now obtained control of the

United Irish League and all its machinery and who knew how to

manipulate it as no other living person could. Without Mr Devlin's

uncanny genius for organisation Mr Dillon's idiosyncrasies could have

been easily combated. Mr Dillon's diatribes against "the black-blooded

Cromwellians" at a time when the best of the landlord class were

steadily veering in the Nationalist direction, I could never

understand. Mr Devlin's detestation of the implacable spirit of Ulster

Orangemen was a far more comprehensible feeling, but the years have

shown only too thoroughly that both passions, and the pursuit of them,

have had the most disastrous consequences.

Even when Mr Dillon was most powerful in the Party there were many men

in it, to my knowledge, who secretly sympathised with the policy of

Conciliation but who had not sufficient moral courage to come out in

the open in support of it, knowing that if they did they would be

marked down for destruction at the next General Election. It is

evident that from a Party thus dominated and dragooned, and an

organisation which had its resolutions manufactured for it in the

League offices in Dublin, no good fruit could come.

Mr Redmond's position was pitiful in the extreme. Neither his judgment

nor his sense of statesmanship could approve the departure which Mr

Dillon and his accomplices had initiated. He avowed again and again,

publicly to the country and privately in the Party, that he was in

entire agreement with Mr O'Brien up to the date of his resignation;

and it is as morally certain as anything can be in this world that if

he had not crippled his initiative by sanctioning, under his own hand,

the announcement of the 24-1/2 years' purchase terms for his estate,

he would never have allowed himself to be associated with what he

rather wearily and shamefacedly described as "a short-sighted and

unwise policy."

From the time that Mr Dillon and his friends got control of the Party

and the national organisation the country was never allowed to

exercise an independent judgment of its own, for the simple reason

that the facts were carefully kept from its knowledge by a Press

boycott unparalleled in the history of any other nation. Under this

tyranny all independence and honest conviction were sapped. And with a

brutal irony, which must compel a certain amazed admiration on the

part of the disinterested inquirer after truth, the men who set the

Party pledge at defiance, who set themselves to destroy Party unity

and to scoff at majority rule, were the men who at a later date, when

it suited their malevolent purpose, used the catch-cries of "Unity,"

"Majority Rule" and "Factionists" with all their evil memories of the

nine years of the Split to intimidate the people from listening to the

arguments and reasonings of Mr O'Brien and his friends. And when their

kept Press and their subservient Parliamentarians did not prevail,

they did not hesitate to use hired revolver gangs and to employ paid

emissaries to prevent the gospel of Conciliation from being preached

to the people.

With the entrance of false principles and the employment of pernicious

and demoralising influences the _moral_ of the Party began to be

at first vitiated and then utterly destroyed. It lost its independent

character and cohesive force. To a certain extent it became a party of

petty tale-bearers. The men most in favour with the secret Cabinet

were the men who kept them informed of the sayings and doings of their

fellows.

The members of lesser note simply dare not be seen speaking to anyone

suspected of a friendly feeling to Mr O'Brien or his policy. Woe to

them if they were! In the expressive phrase of Mr O'Donnell, they were

"made to suffer for it."

The proud independence and incorruptibility which the Party boasted in

Parnell's day of power now also began to give way. With the accession

of the Liberal Party to office in 1906 the Nationalist members began

to beseech favours. It may be it was only in the first instance that

they sought J.P.-ships for their leading friends and supporters in

their several constituencies. But we all know how the temptation of

patronage grows: it is so fine a thing to be able to do "a good turn"

for one's friend or neighbour by merely inditing a letter to some

condescending Minister. And now, particularly since there was no

censure to be dreaded, it became one of the ordinary functions of the

Nationalist M.P.'s life. It was no secret that prominent leaders were

exercising a similar privilege, and the rank and file saw no reason

why they should not imitate so seductive an example.

I once heard a keen student of personalities in Parliament observe

that Mr Dillon and Mr T.P. O'Connor always appeared to him to be

sounder and more sincere Liberals than they were Irish Nationalists. I

agree, and no doubt much of Ireland's later misfortunes sprang from

this circumstance. I confess I have always thought of Mr Dillon, in my

own mind, as an English Radical first and an Irish Nationalist

afterwards. I believe he was temperamentally incapable of adopting

Parnell's position of independence of either British Party and of

supporting only that Party which undertook to do most for Ireland.

Then, again, Mr Dillon was more of an Internationalist than a

Nationalist. He delighted in mixing himself up in foreign affairs, and

I am much mistaken if he did not take more pride in being regarded as

an authority on the Egyptian rather than on the Irish question. Mr

T.P. O'Connor was so long out of Ireland, and had so completely lost

touch with genuine Irish opinion that much might be forgiven to him.

His ties with Liberalism were the outgrowth of years spent in

connection with the Liberal Press of London and of social associations

which had their natural and inevitable influence on his political

actions.

With Messrs Dillon and O'Connor and--at this time, probably, in a more

secondary sense--Mr Devlin, in control of the Party, it can be well

understood how easy was the descent from an independence of all

parties to an alliance with one. I believe that in all these things Mr

Redmond's judgment was overborne by his more resolute colleagues. I

believe also, as I have already said, that the weakness of his

position was engendered by the unforgettable mistake he made in regard

to the sale of his estate--that he felt this was held over him as a

sword of Damocles, and that he was never able to get away from its

haunting shadow sufficiently to assert his own authority in the manner

of an independent and resolute leader.

I am at pains to set forth these matters to justify the living and, in

some measure, to absolve the dead. I want to place the responsibility

for grievous failures and criminal blunders on the right shoulders. I

seek to make it plain how the country was bamboozled and betrayed by

Party machinations such as have not had their parallel in any other

period of Irish history. I state nothing in malice or for any ulterior

motive, since I have none. But I think it just and right that the

chief events of the past twenty years should be set forth in their

true character so that impartial inquirers may know to what causes can

be traced the overwhelming tragedies of recent times.

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