When
fin de siècle poet Ernest Dowson died Oscar Wilde wrote "poor wounded
wonderful fellow that he was… I hope bay leaves will be laid on his tomb and
rue and myrtle too for he knew what love was." When I called on him in
Ladywell Cemetery only dandelions, ragwort and thistles were choking his rather
modest grave. The memorial was restored in 2010 after a facebook campaign – the
vase that would have topped the pedestal originally was missing but a new stone was added
at the foot of the grave inscribed with two stanzas from one of his best
known poems:
They are not
long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire
and hate:I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.
They are not
long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty
dreamOur path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.
Dowson
was born at Lee in Kent in 1867, the son of Alfred Dowson, the owner of a dry dock
at Limehouse but also the friend of Robert Browning and Robert Louis
Stevenson. Due to delicate health he had
an irregular education which included 5 terms at Queens College , Oxford which
he left in 1888 without taking a degree. For the next few years he combined
working as a supervisor in the dry dock with writing poetry and immersing
himself in the London literary scene. His poetry was, according to T.S. Eliot,
the product of the most gifted and technically perfect poet of his age. On the
literary scene he knew Oscar Wilde (to whom, unlike many, he stayed loyal after
his trial and imprisonment), W.B. Yeats, Arthur Symons, Aubrey Beardsley and
Paul Verlaine. As well as poetry he translated many French novels including
Zola’s La terre and Laclos's Les liaisons dangereuses. The memoirs of
his friends painted Dowson as an archetypal poète maudit of the fin de siècle, smoking
hashish, swilling absinthe and
roistering with professional ladies.
In his Autobiographies Yeat’s said of
him ‘sober he looked on no woman, drunk he picked up the cheapest whore.’ Ezra
Pound, who only knew him by reputation wrote in Hugh Selwyn Mauberley that “Dowson
found tarts cheaper than Hotels.” Dowson himself didn’t help matters with remarks
in private letters like “absinthe makes the tart grow fonder.”
In
1895 Dowson’s father died of an overdose of a sleeping draught of
choral hydrate. The circumstances in which he died were ambiguous and many
thought he had committed suicide. Six months later his mother left no room for
doubt when she hung herself at the family home. Dowson was soon struggling to
run the dry dock which he left in the hands of the family solicitors. They were
extremely parsimonious with any money the business was making and Dowson found
himself in financial difficulties and on a downward spiral of drink, poverty
and ill health. In early 1900 the writer R.H. Sherard was drinking in the Bodega in
Bedford Street when Dowson tapped him on the shoulder. Of late Dowson had
generally been unkempt and scruffy but Sherard was startled at how ill he looked
“it was if a being from the grave were standing by my side” he wrote later.
Dowson told him a story of being driven from his sick bed by his landlord’s
threats and demands for money. Sherard took him home to the upstairs half of a
modest terraced house in Catford where he was living with his aristocratic wife
Marthe whilst researching one of the journalistic exposes for which he was
famous (published in 1901 as The Cry of
the Poor). Dowson lived with Sherard for six weeks before dying in Marthe’s
arms on 23 February. The funeral was held on 27 February and was described in a
note by Herbert Horne one of his friends:
The Mass was said
at the Catholic chuch in Lewisham, at 11 o’clock, and the body afterwards
interred in Ladywell Cemetery in a triangular plot of ground just beyond the
two chapels, which had recently been reserved for Catholics. The coffin-plate
was inscribed: Ernest Christopher Dowson, Died 23 February 1900, aged 32 years.
Beside his uncle, Mr Hoole, & a few relatives, Moore who collaborated with
him, Sherard at whose house at Lewisham he died, & his wife, Jephson, Teixeira
de Mattos, Mrs Plarr, Bennett, Swanton, Pawle & another actor friend &
myself were present.
Dowson as sketched by Charles Edward Conder in the late 1890's. |
Most
definitely not present at the funeral was the woman Dowson had loved for over a
decade, Ellen Adelaide Foltinowicz. Dowson first mentions Adelaide in a letter
to his friend Alan Moore dated 7 November 1889; “I am dining to-night with
Samuel at a Polish Pot au Feu in Sherwood St, Glasshouse St. Soho. I discovered
it. It is cheap; the cuisine is fair; I am the whole clientele, and there is a
little Polish demoiselle therein…..whom it is a pleasure to sit & look at.”
The Polish demoiselle was 11 years at the time of this first meeting. Over the
next two years after a day at the dry dock Dowson adopted a routine of starting
his evenings in the Cock Tavern on Shaftesbury Avenue with a glass or two of absinthe
where he would jot verses on scraps of paper or meet friends. At seven he would go to ‘Poland’ to dine
where he would linger on after eating until the rest of the clientele, mainly
Polish and French workmen, had gone. Once the restaurant was quiet Adelaide
would join him at his table and they would chat or play cards until her mother
called her to bed at 10 o’clock. Adelaide’s parents do not seem to have been alarmed
by Dowson’s interest in their daughter. His feelings for the intelligent and
vivacious girl gradually deepened but he was aware that his behaviour might be
misinterpreted. In August 1891 the newspapers were filled with the grim details
of the abduction of the 16 year old Lucy Pearson. Dowson’s reaction to the story
was repugnance and horror “this beastly thing has left a sort of slimy trail
over my holy places” he wrote to Alan Moore. Mistrust
of Dowson’s motives is probably even stronger today than it was in the 1890’s. Bernard Richards, in his entry for Dowson in
the Dictionary of National Biography states that he “regarded his unsatisfied
love” for Adelaide “as something like Keats's for Fanny Brawne. Through the
letters and poetry there runs a strong current of paedophilia, which has an
erotic strain; but it is tempered by a humane and romantic appreciation of the
freshness and generosity of children not yet tainted by the manners of society.”
Dowson
certainly developed strong romantic feelings for Adelaide which continued as
she grew and lasted until his death. Some of his most famous poetry was
directly inspired by his unrequited love. In 1893 Adelaide’s father became ill; worried
that he would lose her forever with the death of the father and the inevitable changes to the Foltinowicz
household that would follow Dowson blurted out a
proposal to the 15 year old. She said she was too young and could not even
think about it whilst her father lay dying. The matter was never raised between
them again. Dowson continued in his devotion even when she became engaged to
another man, Augustus Noelte, a tailor who had once worked in her father’s
restaurant. At the beginning of 1897 took a room above the restaurant in Sherwood Street to be
close to Adelaide. She married Noelte on September 30 that year at the Bavarian
Chapel in Westminster. Dowson could not bear to be there but he ensured that
the ever dependable Alan Moore attended on his behalf and gave the happy couple
his present. The Noelte’s moved to 30 Comeragh Road near Hammersmith and had
two children, Bertha and Amelia born in 1899 and 1900 respectively. Adelaide’s
mother, who was living with them, died in 1900 and the couple moved back to
Sherwood Street soon after. She seems to have lost contact with Dowson by the
time of his death in Catford.
Bromley Road, Catford in 1895 with St Laurence's church in the distance |
Adelaide
died three years after Dowson at the age of 25 on 13 December 1903. The cause
of death was septicaemia due to an abortion carried out in June. She had never
recovered from the procedure and must have suffered immensely over the six
months it took her to die. Following an inquest into her death, a woman called
Bertha Baudach, was arrested in January and charged with manslaughter. The Cheltenham
Chronicle of 23 January 1904 carries the following account of her arrest:
Bertha Baudach, a
German woman, living in Drumrig Street, Euston-Road, was charged at
Marlborough-street Thursday, under warrant issued the 6th instancet. Mr.
Troutbeck for Westminster, with the manslaughter of Adelaide Ellen a young
woman, 19 Sherwood-street, W1, by means of an illegal operation. Detective
Sargeant Clarke, of the C Division, deposed that on Wednesday evening, with
Sergt. McArthur and another officer he went to 2 Euston-square, and there saw
the prisoner in a back room on the ground floor, concealed behind some clothing
hanging on the door. He explained why he was there, and told her she would be accused
of manslaughter. She refused to leave her hiding-place, and when dragged from
beneath the clothes struggled violently for about ten minutes with the three
officers. An effort was made to read the coroner's warrant to her, but that
could not be done, as she continued her violence. Eventually she had to be
carried to a cab waiting outside, and was driven Vine-street. During the
struggle she exclaimed, "Kill me! Let me die now. I would rather die than
go with you and go through what I have been through before!" When the
warrant was read she answered, ''All right. I have been to Bant, in Germany,
and only came back yesterday." During the struggle a wig she wore with a
view to disguising herself came off. The magistrate directed a remand.
Bertha
had form. In 1894 she had had a narrow escape when she and another woman,
Louisa Greenleaf, appeared at the North London Police Court charged with
causing thedeath of Mary Jane Keen by performing an illegal operation at Bertha’s
house in the Ball’s Pond Road. On their solicitors advice neither woman gave evidence
and they were acquitted when the medical witnesses said they could not find any
evidence that an abortion had been performed. The following year Bertha was
back in court and this time she was not so lucky. This time the forty five year
old was charged, along with Otto Huster (38) with ‘feloniously using a certain instrument
with intent to procure the miscarriage of one Martha Elizabeth Cole.’ Martha
Cole did not die but Bertha was found guilty and sentenced to five years penal
servitude. Huster was given 12 months hard labour.
In
March 1904 Bertha was charged with the manslaughter of Adelaide Noelte at the Central
Criminal Court. There are few details of the case in the official ‘Proceedings
of the Old Bailey’ apart from the names of the accused, the victim, the judge
and the counsel for the prosecution and the defence. Instead there is a terse
one line description “the case being one of causing abortion, the evidence is
unfit for publication.” There had been some suspicion, according to a slightly
fuller account of the trial in the News of the World, of a Joseph Kaiser who
boarded with the Noelte’s, who helped nurse Adelaide once became sick and often
gave her her medicine but there was not enough evidence to charge him. Bertha
was found guilty of causing Adelaide’s death and sentenced to seven years penal
servitude.
Late Victorian satirical postcard |
Dear Sir, do you know where Adelaide's grave is?
ReplyDeleteHi Wildeboy, no sorry I don't, I was never able to trace where she had been buried.
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