The Infiltrator - Peter Edwards
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Praise for Peter Edwards
“This is history that is as well paced as a novel, despite its depth of research.
Edwards is a thoughtprovoking and entertaining guide through the Fenian
movement, its attempts to conquer Canada, the spy who helped bring it all
down and the fall of Parnell. It raises the question of what the back-story of
the recent troubles will reveal. A real page turner of a book!”
Liam Clarke, The Sunday Times
“The Infiltrator opens a window into the fascinating world of 19th century
espionage and intrigue.”
Declan Power, security journalist and author
PETER EDWARDS
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For Barbara, Sarah and James, Pauline and Amund Hanson, and
Winona and Ken Edwards
Thanks a million
To-day is recorded the death of a brave, able and resolute man, who
had done much good to the service of his country. We mean Thomas
Beach, otherwise Henri le Caron, the Spy. The term is sometimes one of
reproach; in a case like this it ought to be one of the highest praise. If you
honour a soldier for risking his life in the excitement of the battlefield,
what are you to say of the cool daring of the man who, for five-and-
twenty years slept and waked, so to speak, with a rope around his neck
and a knife at his breast?
—The St. James Gazette
Acknowledgements 9
Introduction 11
Cast of Characters 16
Chapter 1 Informant B 23
Chapter 2 War Fever 31
Chapter 3 A Spy is Born 39
Chapter 4 “On To Canada” 46
Chapter 5 Canadian Spy 55
Chapter 6 IRA Organiser 65
Chapter 7 Daily Dispatches 69
Chapter 8 Blown Cover 76
Chapter 9 Heroes’ Welcome 89
Chapter 10 Prairie Raid 95
Chapter 11 Dr. Morton 101
Chapter 12 Uncrowned King 119
Chapter 13 Skirmishing 134
Chapter 14 Bombshell 145
Chapter 15 The Great Dynamite Convention of 1881 158
Chapter 16 Murder in the Park 165
Chapter 17 Bomb School Graduates 174
Chapter 18 Black Bag in Paris 188
Chapter 19 Delusion 194
Chapter 20 Stress Leave 204
Chapter 21 Surfacing 213
Chapter 22 True Colours 220
Chapter 23 Spelling Bee 231
Chapter 24 Living Lie 239
Chapter 25 Murder in Chicago 249
Chapter 26 “Another Le Caron” 261
Chapter 27 Messy Divorce 268
Chapter 28 Aftermath 272
Notes 286
Sources 309
Picture Credits 323
Index 324
Acknowledgements
T
here are a number of people who helped me greatly in my
research, including Jack Gumbrecht of the Historical Society
of Pennsylvania; Debbie Vaughan of the Chicago Historical
Society; Karen L. Jania of the Bentley Historical Library in Chicago;
Roger McCarville of the Gaelic League of Detroit; the library staff at the
University of Michigan; David Weston, keeper of Special Collections,
Glasgow University Library; Coleen Payette, Information Services at the
Cornwall Public Library in Ontario, and Giacomo “Jack” DeStefano of
the Paterson Museum in Paterson, New Jersey.
I was truly fortunate to be able to draw upon the expertise
and goodwill of Glynis Morris, a researcher in Essex, England, who was
efficient, pleasant, and speedy in investigating Le Caron’s Colchester
roots. David Patrick O’Connor of Hamilton, Ontario, whose letters
to the editor of various newspapers and calls to CBC Radio are lively
and intelligent additions to Canadian journalism, ably pointed out
differences in the mindset of Canadian and American Irish transplants.
It’s with sadness that I note that Mr. Justice Archie Campbell passed away
before this book was published. I was hoping he would get a chance to
read it. His encouragement was one of the great bonuses of my work,
and he is missed.
I took it as a given that my agent, Daphne Hart, of the Helen Heller
Agency of Toronto, would be pleasant, efficient, and encouraging, and
she was true to form once again. I’m thankful to Jordan Fenn of Key
Porter Books for seeing the value of the project, and it was a fresh
pleasure to work with Carol Harrison, my editor at Key Porter.
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I’m also extremely happy with John Mooney, Jean Harrington and
their co-workers at Maverick House for giving this astounding story
new life.
My wife, Barbara, accompanied me in my travels to sites mentioned
in the book. I marvel at her patience for the many times when I was
bunkered in my office or on my reading chair and treasure her support,
encouragement, and insights. James and Sarah continue to make me
proud.
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Introduction
T
he idea of writing a book on one of the great spies of the Western
world came to me after the horrific events of 11 September
2001. Fears of terrorism and hidden enemies within our midst
were almost palpable after that awful morning. In the aftermath, I
found myself wondering about earlier groups who were considered
“The Enemy,” even before Osama bin Laden, the Soviets, the Germans,
Mussolini’s Italy, and the Japanese.
My research into the life of Henri Le Caron stretched for several
years, and as I worked on this project, relations between Ireland and the
British government underwent a seismic shift. There was little fanfare
on 1 August 2007, when the British Army withdrew from what had
become the longest sustained operation in the force’s history. More than
three hundred thousand soldiers had served in Northern Ireland since
1969, and numbers only hint at the pain of what was known as “The
Troubles.” An estimated 3,524 people were killed, including 763 British
soldiers. The withdrawal of British troops followed the Good Friday
Agreement of 1998, which allowed the Republic of Ireland to become
involved in Northern Ireland affairs. Peace was certainly a long time in
coming, and is never a guaranteed thing. Still, the fact that such horrors
could be brought to a peaceful conclusion offers at least a few rays of
hope for other conflicts.
Even negotiated peace has its critics. Generations of residents in
Northern Ireland grew up defining themselves by violence and conflict,
a sad parallel to Le Caron’s time. When The Troubles finally seemed over,
there was an odd but real sense of loss for some of the combatants. The
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and politics. In far too many of these cases, humankind proved far
better at unleashing wild energy than in harnessing it for any particular
general benefit.
The Irish revolutionaries of the 19th century referred to dynamite
attacks as “the delusions.” We now tend to think of “delusions” in a
psychiatric sense, as false beliefs that are firmly held. Both the British
and revolutionary Irish people in these pages would have considered the
other side to be deluded. Delusion can also refer to the act of deceiving,
and Le Caron’s entire adult life was built upon deception.
The longer I looked into the remarkable life story of Henri Le Caron,
the more I realised how his story, like so many things Canadian, was
framed by the influences of the United States, Great Britain, and, to a
lesser degree, France. I travelled to key locations, including Manhattan,
Chicago, Dublin, Colchester, London, and Paris, to try for a further
sense of place.
Throughout this journey, my opinions of Le Caron as a person
changed frequently. It would have been easier, and far less interesting,
had he been strictly a hero or a villain. The deeper I delved into the
lives of other key characters in this story, the more I realised how all of
them, and not just Le Caron, had to choose between society’s superficial
rules and deeper primal blood ties. Under the surface, many of the
warring characters in the book turned out to be very similar, struggling
to be loyal to the idealised views of their parents and homelands, while
fighting to survive in the here and now. It called to mind the old Woody
Allen joke, “Why are we fighting? We both want the same thing.”
This is a bizarre, sweeping, and altogether true story, and because it
appears so far-fetched, I have included footnotes. That way, sceptics can
check my sources, and then feel the same flashes of wonder that I did
when discovering events in and around Henri Le Caron’s life. Footnotes
also allowed me the freedom of recording little asides, which didn’t
belong in the main text, but which were too precious to be thrown out
altogether. Bob Dylan fans might enjoy reading in the footnotes how
some locales connected to his musical roots are also tied to the roots
of Irish revolution in America. This includes a mention that the brick
Greenwich Village apartment building on 4th Street where Dylan lived
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Cast of Characters
The Authorities
Anderson, Sir Robert (1841–1918): The spymaster for British agent
Thomas Billis Beach (a.k.a. Henri Le Caron), he was lord-lieutenant
of Ireland and secretary to the Prison Commission, responsible to
the secretary of state regarding political crime. In August 1888 he was
promoted to head of the London Metropolitan Criminal Investigations
Division, more commonly known as Scotland Yard. His cases included
the 1888 Jack the Ripper investigation into the murder of prostitutes
in London’s East End Whitechapel district. In his free time, Anderson
wrote books on Christian spirituality that are still read today.
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The Revolutionaries
Cronin, Dr. Philip Patrick Henry (1846–1889): Born near the town
of Mallow, County Cork, he was taken by his family to New York City
as an infant, where he lived for five years before moving to Baltimore
and then St. Catharines, Upper Canada. A doctor by training, Cronin
was an enthusiastic Irish nationalist, who was aligned with leading Irish
independence fighter John Devoy. His Chicago neighbour and fellow
revolutionary, Alexander Sullivan, was one of his enemies.
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Cast of Char ac ters
Ford, Patrick (1837–1913): His parents died shortly after his birth in
Galway, Ireland, and family friends brought him to Boston when he was
four. By 1859 he was editor and publisher of the Boston Sunday Times.
After serving for the Union Army in the Civil War, he founded the Irish
World newspaper in New York City, which he used to promote Irish
independence. He considered the Irish Home Rule reforms proposed
by British prime minister William Ewart Gladstone to be a dangerous
compromise. Michael Davitt called him “the most powerful support on
the American continent of the struggle in Ireland.”
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Others
O’Shea, Katharine (1846–1921): Her divorce from Captain William
O’Shea of the Irish Party and remarriage to Irish Party leader Charles
Stewart Parnell was an international scandal, with enormous historical
ramifications. Enemies called her Kitty, slang for “prostitute,” although
she was a faithful and loving companion to Parnell.
Revolutionary Groups
Clan-na-Gael/Clann na nGael: The goals of this secret Irish brotherhood
were to attack English politicians and landmarks to force Irish Home
Rule. In Irish, its name means “Clan or Family of the Gaels” or “Irish
Kinfolk,” and the group worked closely with the United Brotherhood of
Ireland. The Clann na nGael was created in 1868 by Irish-Americans who
wanted a change from Fenianism, which was wracked by factionalism.
Its founders included New York Herald scientific editor Jerome Collins,
who died in 1880 whilst exploring the Arctic.
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Chapter 1
Informant B
White House, Washington, April 1868
I was written down as the black sheep of the family, from whom no permanent
good could ever be expected.
—Spy Thomas Billis Beach (a.k.a. Major Henri Le Caron)
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hard look into the stranger’s flashing black eyes might have
forced the American president to pause uncomfortably. Those
sharp eyes, with their ferret’s stare, weren’t the only unsettling
things about the neat, alert, rigid man in his late twenties. The visitor’s
slender body appeared almost ready to explode with energy, even as he
sat in his chair with his arms tightly coiled across his chest like a skinny
Napoleon.1 A further study of the visitor’s face would have offered
President Andrew Johnson no comfort, and it would later be described
by a newspaperman as “one of the boniest faces in or out of the New
World, like a death’s head with a tight skin of yellow parchment.”2
The hard-eyed, bony-faced visitor to the Oval Office didn’t seek
attention, and the president focused instead on General John O’Neill,
the other White House guest that day in early 1868. General O’Neill
clearly enjoyed the attention and was a man impossible to ignore, with a
shock of facial hair that made the wild beard of Karl Marx look groomed
and effeminate by comparison.
O’Neill’s hairy countenance was a friendly and familiar sight for the
president as their connection dated back to 1862 when Johnson was
military governor of Tennessee during the Civil War and O’Neill was in
his command. Now, Johnson was well into his fourth year in the White
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House, easily long enough for him to know how lonely Washington could
be. The assassination of President Abraham Lincoln on 14 April 1865 at
Ford’s Theatre in Washington, D.C., by actor John Wilkes Booth made
Johnson the first vice-president to ascend to the presidency through
assassination. It had to sting when Johnson heard snickers calling him
His Accidentcy, a pathetic contrast to Lincoln’s affectionate nickname
of The Great Emancipator. There had been rumours that Johnson had
been drunk when he gave his inauguration address, and now there were
rumblings that he was about to experience another sad historic first,
and become the first American president to undergo the humiliation of
impeachment proceedings. Long before his visit from O’Neill and his
unsettling companion, Johnson realised he must take his friends and
support when and where he could find them.
Like Johnson, O’Neill’s past included flashes of brilliance, wild
mishaps, and no small measure of alcohol. O’Neill had pulled himself
up from the rank of private, fighting Native Americans on the Plains
and Confederates in the Deep South while wearing the blue of an
American cavalryman. In his heart, however, Irish-born O’Neill was
always first and foremost an Irish revolutionary, which explained the
sprig of green pinned over his heart. Thoughts that America had won
her freedom from Britain less than a century before inspired O’Neill,
who was further buoyed by the realisation that he had a friend in the
White House. Now, at age 34, in a rich voice that told of his roots in the
town of Drumgallon, parish of Clontifret, County Monaghan, Ireland,
General O’Neill told his old friend of a plan that was even wilder than
his beard.
O’Neill commanded a newly formed group called the Fenians, a
collection of idealists, wasters, adventurers, and plotters drawn from the
nearly two hundred thousand men of Irish parentage who fought in the
American Civil War. Some of them still wore their Civil War uniforms,
with buttons they added after the war displaying the embossed letters
IRA, for the Irish Republican Army.
The general planned to lead them across the largely undefended,
1,300-mile border between the U.S. and Canada, and seize the young
dominion. Then he would swap captive Canada for Ireland with Great
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launch a northern assault that would be so precise, powerful, and pure
in its purpose that it was preordained to make Ireland a free republic,
just like America.
For his part, Johnson wasn’t about to suggest that he had no time
for ragtag revolutionaries. He already knew the sting of Irish disfavour.
Immediately after the failed 1866 invasions of Canada, Johnson issued
a public proclamation against more Fenian hostility, and for this, he
was damned by his Washington rivals as a “dirty tool of the English
government” and a “toady.” The year 1868 was an election year, and
Johnson knew he needed Irish-American votes for any chance to cling
to office.
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