Why I'm delighted that 9 in 10 adults under the age of 30 don't know about Mary Seacole
The lionisation of this supposed nurse of the Crimean battlefields really must end
SURVEYS that reveal widespread historical ignorance normally have me harrumphing over my black pudding, but this morning I was delighted to learn that 91 percent of adult Britons under the age of thirty were unsure as to who Mary Seacole was or what she achieved. I was even more thrilled to see that Seacole even headed the list of ‘Top 10 Lost Icons’ – triumphing over even Frida Kahlo.
Why am I so ecstatic? The simple reason is that the veneration of Seacole has got way out of hand. Not only is there a vast statue of her in the grounds of St Thomas’s Hospital in London, but she is also part of the National Curriculum for KS1 and KS2, in which children are taught that Seacole was a nursing pioneer, started her own ‘hospital’ during the Crimean War, and was even awarded medals. In addition, numerous hospitals, schools and universities have rooms named in her honour.
The big problem is that just about everything that is claimed about Seacole’s life is pure junk history, and her reputation is based on mythology rather than hard historical facts.
Textbooks used for the National Curriculum say that in her twenties, Seacole married a Jamaican merchant called Edwin Seacole and they travelled around the Caribbean, Central America and England until his death in 1844.
Seacole then set up a 'hotel' in the town of Cruces in Panama, where she is reputed to have treated cholera victims.
With the outbreak of the Crimean War later that year, Seacole was determined to offer her nursing services to the British and, when she was turned down, paid her way to the peninsula out of her own pocket.
Once she had arrived in the Crimea, Seacole tried to work for Florence Nightingale, who supposedly turned her away. Instead, she established her 'British Hotel' - part boarding house, part medical centre - from where she sold alcohol, hearty food and ran a daily clinic, as well as tending to the sick on the battlefield, even under bombardment. For all this, she was awarded the Crimea Medal.
After the war ended, Seacole returned to Britain, so impoverished she had to declare bankruptcy.
However, such was her reputation a benefit fund was established for her, which received the blessing of Queen Victoria. By the time she died in 1881, Seacole had retreated into obscurity and not until recently was she 'rediscovered' as a heroine of Crimea.
That is the version of events taught to schoolchildren. Unfortunately, many key details are either untrue or stretch credulity to breaking point.
Part of the problem is that much of the historical record concerning Seacole comes from her autobiography, which contains downright inventions, including meetings with people whom she could never have encountered.
Other key details have been embellished or invented by contemporary accounts. And although Seacole is championed as a black heroine – voted greatest Black Briton of all time in a 2004 poll – she was actually three-quarters white.
Her mother was mixed race and her father white. In her book, Seacole claims her skin is more 'yellow' than black, and she displayed more pride in her white Scottish ancestry than her black Jamaican heritage.
Furthermore, although one observer noted that she was 'a few shades darker than the white lily', her skin colour seems to have attracted remarkably little attention from those she helped in the Crimea.
However, today, Seacole's skin colour is seen as being vitally important – and stated as the reason the War Office rejected her offers of assistance.
Seacole did wonder whether she was a victim of racism: 'Did these ladies shrink from accepting my aid because my blood flowed beneath a somewhat duskier skin than theirs?' she asked.
But although race could have been a factor, Seacole was more likely to have been rejected because of her age – she was 50 when she volunteered – and the type of home-made medicine she practised, which was regarded as quackery by the medical establishment.
Seacole herself admitted that when she treated the sick in Panama she made 'lamentable blunders' so she 'lost patients which a little later I could have saved'. She even administered highly toxic lead acetate as an attempted treatment for cholera.
And she knew her lack of qualifications made the Army wary. 'I am not for a single instant going to blame the authorities who would not listen to the offer of a motherly yellow woman,' she wrote.
Another myth beloved of the politically correct telling of Seacole's story is that her offers of help were personally rejected by Florence Nightingale. Once again, this is untrue.
In her autobiography, Seacole says she was not interested in working at Nightingale's hospital at Scutari and instead only asked the celebrated 'Lady of the Lamp' for a bed for the night, which was duly granted.
Throughout her life, Seacole spoke warmly of Nightingale, although the feeling was not mutual. Nightingale regarded Seacole's British Hotel 'as something approaching a 'bad house', and believed that although she was 'kind to the men . . . and did some good', she 'made many drunk'.
'Anyone who employs Mrs Seacole,' Nightingale wrote, 'will introduce much kindness - also much drunkenness and improper conduct, wherever she is.'
Yet if the haughty Nightingale cared little for her, there is no doubt Seacole was a favourite among the men. Despite its high prices, her 'hotel' (more a glorified hut) was a popular place to eat, drink . . . and drink some more.
'All the men swore by her,' wrote one, 'and in case of any malady would seek her advice and use her herbal medicines, in preference to reporting to their own doctors.'
But the idea that she ran a clinic or some sort of hospital is a gross exaggeration.
There was no accommodation at the 'hotel', and although she may have dispensed herbal home-made medicines to alleviate symptoms of ailments such as diarrhoea, the idea that a single woman working alone and away from a hospital could have done anything to combat an illness as deadly as cholera is far-fetched in the extreme.
In truth, Mary Seacole was more of a mother figure to the officers and men. She was well-liked and she undoubtedly did at some point go onto a battlefield dispensing comforts such as wine and doing her best to deal with the odd injury. But in essence, she was a ‘vivandière’ – as shown here in Punch in May 1957 – a woman who supplied wine and other provisions to the troops.
It was her popularity that led to a benefit fund being set up for her when she returned bankrupted to Britain - much to the chagrin of Nightingale, who felt Queen Victoria had been misled into supporting the campaign.
'A shameful ignorant imposture was practised on the Queen,' she wrote privately.
And contrary to many historical accounts, Seacole was never awarded a Crimea Medal for her efforts. Although she often wore the medal, her name does not appear on any of the official rolls.
Although some would say she was morally deserving of recognition – and indeed a statue – for her warm heart and personal courage, the story of Mary Seacole has been spun out of all proportion, her memory hijacked and her achievements embellished in order to provide a role model.
It may be good politics, but it is poor history. And that’s why I’m delighted that less than 10 percent of adults under the age of thirty know who she was.
Why I'm delighted that 9 in 10 adults under the age of 30 don't know about Mary Seacole
Hello sir. Just watched the BBC London news and they mentioned Mary Seacole. There is a play on at the Donmar Warehouse based on her life. I attach the link to the Donmar's Web page. I hope it works. If not, there is a specialist website you can access to help you find it. www.google.com. 😉
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I first heard of Mary Seacole about 25 years ago. I think she was a wonderful human being, but recognised that she was also a savvy businesswoman. So, here are a few "in my views" (been thinking about the wording since over the weekend). The British Hotel was essentially an officer's club. The idea that Tommy, Jack, Mick and Dai would turn up there for a pint after a hard day in the trenches before Sevastapol is romantic nonsense. I suspect that, just as 90% of over 30s have never heard of her, about the same proportion of the British Army in Crimea had also never heard of her. That she gave succour to many can't be doubted. Charity to those in the field. But, the British Hotel was a business. No free drinks etc. I suspect the reason she was bankrupted was because she was giving credit to officers as getting funds from your army agent or bank to Balaclava would involve delays. And army pay was also held up. So Captain The Hon runs up a bill of £20 on credit.
He is good for the money, but has no ready cash. He then gets killed in battle, and the bill unpaid. I suspect the fund raised for her after the war was organised to make up for those unpaid bills, and a sense of guilt of some officer's for having dodged them. That said, I don't think she was completely mercenary. A good woman, who had her "15 minutes of fame" and faded into obscurity for a hundred years or so. As to the autobiography, always take such books with a pinch of salt. And the contrast with Nightingale? Well, she was more of an organiser and administrator than a nurse. Her improvements to Scutari were good, and she used her political contacts to help fight a hard won battle against the army medical establishment. But even her own amazing statistical analysis (you can find the charts online) show that the death rate amongst the patients at Scutari did not reduce significantly even after her reforms. But standards of nursing care improved. There were no antibiotics, anesthetics were in their infancy and the sea voyage from Balaclava all the way to Constantinople would have been a major factor in deaths from infection. I think Nightingale and her nurses were mainly delivering palliative, end of life, care. A dignified way to go. And they were a "not for profit" organisation. She did not fade into obscurity like Seacole because her statistical analysis published after the war made such an impact on improving conditions and care in British (and other) hospitals as well as army medical services. One final thought. Seacole provide support to keep up morale, to relieve the stresses of the battlefield. Might we call that psychological support for those with PTSD? Nightingale was concerned with the physical injuries and treatments. Had Nightingale run a hospital in Crimea, avoiding the long sea journey to Scutari, would mortality rates have been lower? I admire both these women equally. That the worst type of revisionist historians are "spinning" their stories to give false impressions of them, attributing today's morality and ethics to past events in a different culture ("The Past is another country. They do things different there.") with different morality and ethics is not healthy and not fair for the memories of what they really did. Distorting the truth is never good history, but it might make a good film (Zulu?). And as in your previous posts Walt (may I call you Walt?) regarding the distortion of history, in some cases out and out lies and misrepresentations, it undermines the real heros and heroines.