The following is a book review of R B McDowell's Crisis
and Decline: The Fate of the Southern Unionists by Geoffrey Wheatcroft.
After partition, Irish republicanism exacted a brutal
revenge on the old tribal enemy
Writing in 1965, A J P Taylor described the Irish
settlement embodied in the 1920 Government of Ireland Act and
the Anglo-Irish Treaty of the following year as "a great
achievement". Ireland might have ruined Lloyd George as it had
ruined Peel and Gladstone before him, Taylor wrote, but "at
least he was ruined by success, they by failure" - a verdict
that was to seem painfully complacent within a few years of
its publication.
But Taylor said something else besides. With the creation
of the Free State, "the southern unionists, whose security had
once been treated as a vital British concern, were abandoned
without protection, though, as things turned out, they became
a prized and cosseted minority - a contrast indeed to the
condition of the Roman Catholics in Northern Ireland."
The lamentable treatment of the Ulster Catholics in the
half a century after partition is all too well known, along
with its consequences. But what of that other minority, the
Protestant unionists of 26-county Ireland which became the
Free State in 1922 and is now the Republic? Were they in fact
"cosseted"; or was that belief- once very widely held -just as
complacent as Taylor's assessment of Lloyd George? Two
important new books raise those questions, and give some
answers.
Now in his 85th year, the eminent Irish historian R B
McDowell looks back at the story of the southern Protestants
in his own lifetime. They are among the defeated to whom
history can say alas, but cannot help or pardon, to borrow a
phrase; McDowell's task, to borrow another, is to rescue them
from the condescension of posterity.
One short answer to Taylor's glib phrase is statistical.
Between 1911 and 1991, Catholics rose as a proportion of the
population of Northern Ireland from 34 per cent to at least 38
per cent (by some reckonings now substantially more). Over the
course of this century, McDowell points out, the number of
Protestants in what is now the Irish Republic fell from more
than 10 per cent to less than 3 per cent. If those figures
applied to minorities in any other two adjacent territories in
Europe, it is hard to believe that any historian would claim
it was the latter minority that had been cosseted.
McDowell, by origin a Belfast Protestant, writes with
sympathy but objectivity, and without self-pity, recognising
that his fellow Protestants in southern Ireland were the
victims of history (as those in the North may yet be). They
became one of those communities left behind by receding
imperialism, "who have for generations upheld its authority
and flourished under its aegis - Germans in Bohemia, Swedes in
Finland ... Greeks in Asia Minor, Muslims in the Balkans" -
and who were not warmly embraced by triumphant
nationalism.
A warm embrace wasn't to be expected. If the story of
Ireland in the 16th and 17th centuries had been the brutal
defeat of the Gaelic Catholics in "wars that were dynastic,
social, cultural, national and religious, all at the same
time", to quote Conor Cruise O'Brien, then the story of the
past three centuries "has been the recovery of the Irish
Catholics: the Catholics getting their own back, in more sense
than one".
They didn't get their own back without a struggle.
Unionists fought a rearguard action, holding back Home Rule,
with the help of their English allies, for more than a
generation, possibly to their own ultimate detriment. But the
political precariousness - or the political absurdity - of the
unionist position within Ireland as a whole became clear once
the franchise had been extended and the secret ballot
introduced. In 1892 unionists were unable to win more than two
seats in the southern three-quarters of Ireland (St Stephen's
Green and South County Dublin, apart from Trinity's university
seats).
While McDowell rightly takes the unionists seriously and
tries to see them in their own terms, he also shows how
arrogant and overbearing they often were. One Protestant
historian unapologetically referred to the Saxons in Ireland
as "the stronger race"; another insisted that "Irish history
was the history of the English in Ireland and of the
civilisation they had brought into that country". Ludicrous as
that language now sounds, these people were the heirs of the
18th-century Irish "patriots", who believed that they, the
Protestant Ascendancy, were the true Irish nation.
The unionists themselves remained deeply committed to Irish
unity: as McDowell shows, they opposed partition almost to the
end. The Dublin-born Edward Carson became leader of the Ulster
Unionists, believing that resistance in Ulster would kill the
separatist movement in all Ireland. This view was endorsed by
the southern unionist leader Lord Middleton and by the Irish
Times, which argued that partition would be "permanently fatal
to every Irish hope and every Irish interest...it would
condemn our country to an eternity of national weakness,
industrial impotence and sectarian strife."
Some of McDowell's readers may find it difficult to warm to
his elegy for the Protestants. Weren't they, after all,
landowners and members of an exploitative ruling class? And
weren't they, in Taylor's word, "cosseted" in the new Ireland?
The answer in both cases is simply no. The 10 per cent figure
speaks for itself: no ruling or owning class is that large.
There were a few opulent latifundians in Leinster and Munster,
with scores of thousands of acres, and a more numerous lesser
gentry, the Ascendancy class with which W B Yeats identified,
even if he didn't belong to it.
But these were a small minority of the minority. There was
also a much larger Protestant professional and commercial
bourgeoisie (the class to which Yeats actually belonged).
There were many small farmers, some of them as poor as their
Catholic neighbours. And in Dublin there was a substantial
Protestant lower middle class and proletariat. After
independence, many members of all these classes felt that, in
the words of one boarding-house keeper, "no Protestant will
ever get fair play in the Free State". Many Protestants
disappeared by absorption, not least thanks to the Vatican's
Ne temere decree (always bitterly resented by Protestants in
countries where they were the minority), according to which
all children of mixed marriages had to be brought up as
Catholics. Many others, however, had been driven out by brute force,
along with some Catholic loyalists who had served in the
British army or the Royal Irish Constabulary. But if Catholic
loyalists were traitors in republican eyes, Protestants were
the tribal enemy. Protestant small businessmen were run out of
Monaghan; Protestant farmers around Carrick-on-Shannon were
subjected to "continuous persecution", a contemporary report
said, and left for the North; near Clonakilty, a Unionist JP
and his son were forced to dig their own graves before they
were shot by republicans, who then hanged the JP's nephew.
That last was in west Cork, the heartland of the republican
insurrection which simmered after the Easter Rising and boiled
over in the Anglo-Irish Troubles of 1919-21 and the still more
brutal Irish Civil War of 1922-23. The conflict there was at
its most brutal, close to ethnic cleansing - and no one can
call that phrase excessive after reading the Canadian
historian Peter Hart's remarkable and frightening book The IRA
and Its Enemies. This is a work of meticulous scholarship
based on detailed examination of original sources, as well as
oral testimony from survivors. But it is also one of those
books that illuminate a much wider area than their seemingly
narrow confines.
No Englishman can read about the grosser stupidities of
Tory unionism without embarrassment, nor about the Black and
Tans' terror campaign without shame. But then, who now defends
the Tans, or claims that the Union was a blinding success? By
contrast, widespread illusions persist about Irish
republicanism, whether 80 years ago or today: above all, the
illusion that it was or is non-sectarian.
The Irish know better. In an admirable recent article in
the New York Review of Books, Fintan O'Toole described the
IRA's campaign of communal violence in Northern Ireland over
the past quarter-century. Quite apart from well-publicised
bombings in Enniskillen or the Shankhill Road, there was a
systematic policy of killing only sons of Protestant farmers
in western Ulster, a most effective form of ethnic
cleansing.
The story had been similar in west Cork 50 years before the
Provisional IRA was even named. More than 200 big houses were
burnt throughout Ireland in the lustrum after the first world
war, symbols of the ascendancy class swept away in a frenzy of
destruction. But the republicans' principal target wasn't
Anglo-Irish landlords. During 1919-23 they shot 122 people as
"spies and informers" in Cork. That number included 17
farmers, 25 unskilled labourers and 23 unemployed.
Part of Hart's task is the careful reconstruction of
patterns of family and social relationships, to explain how
and why young men joined the IRA and then continued to fight
on the republican side after the 1921 treaty, as well as to
explain how they came to commit such bloodthirsty deeds. And
at the core of his book are the tales of three massacres. At
Kilmichael on 29 November 1920, the West Cork Brigade of the
IRA ambushed a patrol of Auxiliaries and killed 17 of them. At
Clonmult on 20 February 1921 came "Kilmichael in reverse": an
IRA column was ambushed by soldiers and police and 12
volunteers were killed. But the grimmest story of all is the
Dunmanway massacre. Apart from one or two prosperous Dublin suburbs, no
district in the south ever had a Protestant majority, but
there were far from negligible minorities in some areas: in
the Bandon district of County Cork, for instance, Protestants
accounted for one in six of the population until the Troubles.
It was there, in and around Dunmanway, on the nights of 27-29
April 1922, that ten people were shot by republicans. They
included James Buttimer, an 82-year-old retired draper; Ralph
Harbord, curate of Murragh; Alexander McKinley and Robert
Nagle, both aged 16; and Jim Greenfield, a "feeble-minded"
farm servant. None was rich or propertied. All were
Protestants.
The republicans' justification - if the word applies - was
revenge for attacks on Catholics in Belfast, about which
southern Protestants were said to have remained silent. As
Hart shows, that was untrue: in the months before the
massacre, "there were frequent Protestant meetings and letters
to newspapers condemning the northern pogroms". This violence,
Hart concludes, "did not seek merely to punish Protestants but
to drive them out", and it succeeded. A witness reported that
"for two weeks there wasn't standing room on any of the boats
or mail-trains leaving Cork for England", while others escaped
to Ulster, part of a general exodus that sheds bleak light on
those sharply declining Protestant numbers.
It is easy to romanticise the Irish Protestants. McDowell
not only implies his sympathy with the unionists, "who felt
that history took a wrong turning and that the better cause
was defeated", but sees "their comfortable sense of
superiority" as an "invigorating" quality in pre-partition
Ireland. It would be more accurate to say, as did F S L Lyons,
a former Provost of Trinity, that after independence the
southern Protestants lost their old arrogance, but also their
old unselfconsciousness. As a result, they have played even
less of a part than they might have done in Irish life, which
they did indeed once invigorate.
For all his elegiac tone, McDowell concludes with an
admirable sense of proportion that the treatment of the
Protestant minority in independent Ireland was not noticeably
severe when compared with the fate of many unpopular
minorities elsewhere in Europe this century. All the same, his
book and Hart's are eye-opening for anyone who still believes
in "cossetting" - or in non-sectarian republicanism.
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