Lord Rosebery |
Rosebery was born into the purple of the Scottish
aristocracy. His father was Lord Dalmeny, MP and heir to the Rosebery title
with its 3,200 acre estate of Dalmeny outside Edinburgh. His father died when
he was three, so Archibald used the courtesy title of Lord Dalmeny until his grandfather
died in 1868 and he became the 5th Earl of Rosebery with a seat in
the House of Lords. He was on bad terms with his mother, Lady Wilhelmina
Stanhope, who remarried the Duke of Cleveland, and although he had strong Scots
connections, Rosebery became essentially a Metropolitan figure.
Rosebery was educated at Eton, 1860-65, where his rather
effete manner caught the attention of the respected master and homoerotic
“Uranian” poet, William Johnson Cory. Rosebery was nicknamed “Miss Prim” –
there was an ambiguity about his sexual nature. At Eton he was a prominent
debater and intellectual and when he went up to Christ Church, Oxford, he was
reckoned one of the most well-read undergraduates of his generation. He left
Oxford without taking his degree in 1869, having succeeded to his title in
1868. He had bought a racehorse contrary to university regulations and was
given the choice of giving up his racehorse or giving up his studies; he chose
the latter!
The Turf was to be one of Rosebery’s passions. He ran studs
at Mentmore and at The Durdans, near Epsom. He was a hugely successful owner
winning 11 Classics; he was much keener on horse-breeding rather than
horse-racing but he became a familiar figure at race meetings and this appealed
to the racing-mad British public; the blue-nosed Nonconformist Liberal wing was
less impressed.
As a member of the House of Lords, initially uncommitted
Rosebery was courted by both Tory Disraeli and Liberal Gladstone; he eventually
favoured Gladstone. After three tours of the US in the 1870s he managed
Gladstone’s barnstorming Midlothian Campaign in 1879, when WE addressed crowds
from the back of trains and at whistle-stops in the American manner.
Gladstone’s Liberals won the 1880 election triumphantly. He duly joined the
administration as a middle-ranking undersecretary but resigned in 1883 when
Gladstone took little interest in Scotland, for which Rosebery campaigned to
have its own cabinet minister.
Meanwhile in 1878, he had married his heiress Hannah
Rothschild; their marriage was a happy one, she was tactful and devoted, he
admiring and grateful. She bore him two sons and two daughters. Hannah died
early aged 39 in 1890 of typhoid aggravated by Bright’s Disease; Rosebery was
devastated, fell into a depression, and left public life for two years. One
might imagine that his grief became more supportable with his acquisition of
majestic stately home Mentmore in Buckinghamshire and the remainder of her
substantial Rothschild portion.
Hannah Primrose, nee Rothschild |
In the 1880s Rosebery’s political career progressed. In
Gladstone’s brief ministry of 1886, when his first Irish Home Rule Bill failed,
Rosebery was Foreign Secretary. He won golden opinions for his handling of the
cession of Eastern Roumelia to Bulgaria, an issue of such impenetrable
obscurity that we can safely pass on! Rosebery became interested in local
government and was an active chairman of the newly formed London County
Council. Less formally he evinced an interest in sport and since 1878 had been
president of the London Scottish Rugby Football Club. More surprisingly for an
archetypical toff, Rosebery was an enthusiast for Association Football and
sponsored a trophy in 1882 for East of Scotland football clubs, which ran for
60 years, and in time became president of the Scottish Football Association.
For some years, the alternative strip for the Scottish football team, if the
usual dark blue was inappropriate, was primrose and pink – Rosebery’s racing
colours.
When hypnotic and formidable Gladstone returned to office in
1892 he (and Queen Victoria) coaxed depressed and grieving Rosebery back into
public life appointing him Foreign Secretary again, although WE’s main concern
was making a second and doomed attempt to have the Commons pass an Irish Home
Rule Bill. Rosebery irritated Gladstone by proclaiming a Protectorate over
Uganda to frustrate the French, evidence of Rosebery’s growing Imperialist
sympathies, at variance with many in the Liberal Party who were “Little
Englanders”. Rosebery did finally succeed in his campaign to have a Cabinet
Minister dedicated to Scotland and probably helped save the Union. Frustrated
over Ireland and getting old, Gladstone retired in 1894 after a brilliant and
transformational career. He chose Rosebery as his successor to the intense
indignation of the liveliest Liberal in the Commons, the Chancellor of the
Exchequer Sir William Harcourt.
The Great Mr Gladstone |
Rosebery’s ministry was not a success. Harcourt and he were
at daggers drawn and the various splits in the Liberals only widened – over
Ireland, over expanding the fleet and over developing the Empire. Rosebery's
domestic legislation was obstructed by the Tory-dominated House of Lords.
Rosebery was an excellent public speaker but he was unpersuasive – he stated
his position clearly and did not much care what others thought. Really he was
temperamentally unsuited to be Prime Minister; Cabinet criticisms upset him and
he had no experience of the House of Commons rough and tumble. An insomniac,
Rosebery would immure himself in Barnbougle Castle, a venerable tower house on
the Dalmeny estate where he kept his library, and agonise over the issues of
the day.
There may have been another cause of Rosebery’s anxieties.
He had been loyally served as private secretary by Francis Douglas, Lord
Drumlanrig, eldest son of the unpopular Marquess of Queensberry, militant
atheist, lover of pugilism and father too of Lord Alfred Douglas (“Bosie”),
lover of Oscar Wilde. In 1893 Rosebery’s patronage rewarded Drumlanrig with a
UK peerage ranking ahead of his father’s Scottish peerage. Father and son
quarrelled; there were rumours that Rosebery and Drumlanrig’s relationship was
homosexual. Drumlanrig died in a shooting “accident” (suicide?) in 1894. It is
thought possible that Queensberry blackmailed Rosebery by threatening to expose
the affair or call him as a witness in the squalid trial of Oscar Wilde, which
Queensberry had provoked. In the event, Rosebery’s name was kept out of the
case and the truth is not yet clear.
In 1895 Rosebery lost a Commons vote on a minor matter (the
supply of cordite to the Army) and chose to call it a vote of confidence; his
government resigned and the Tories under Lord Salisbury won the ensuing
election decisively. Rosebery resigned with palpable relief as Liberal leader
in 1896 to be succeeded by Harcourt. He remained a popular celebrity but his
Liberal Imperialist and later Liberal Unionist opinions estranged him from his
old Party. He supported the Boer War, the building of Dreadnoughts, the
creation of a British Commonwealth and the suppression of socialism. His final
breach with the Party came when, Gladstone now safely dead, he opposed Home
Rule for Ireland. He thought the Peoples Budget ill-judged in 1909 but
reluctantly supported the 1911 Parliament Act reducing the powers of the Lords.
His political career was effectively over. He immersed
himself in his cherished books and wrote well-received biographies of Lord
Randolph Churchill, Napoleon and Pitt the Younger (not unlike our own William
Hague). He was grief-stricken when in 1917 his younger and favourite son Neil
was killed in action in Gaza, Palestine during the Great War. A few days before
the Armistice in 1918, he suffered a stroke and although his mental powers
recovered he became immobile, requiring a bath chair, and was latterly deaf and
almost blind. John Buchan, the Scots novelist and politician, commented on
Rosebery’s sad state “crushed by bodily weakness”.
Rosebery died at his beloved house at The Durdans, Epsom in
1929. At his request a gramophone record of “The Eton Boating Song” was played
continuously at his death-bed to give him comfort. He was buried at Dalmeny
Church.
Thus lived and died a talented if enigmatic statesman. He
had a highly privileged life. He was much the richest Prime minister ever,
leaving the modern equivalent of £62m. Hardly a Victorian, his life had that fin de siècle flavour, of Arts and
Crafts, of new attitudes. He did not achieve great things, but then few
politicians do.
Rosebery's favourite house at The Durdans, Epsom |
SMD
3.10.13
Text Copyright © Sidney Donald
2013
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