A long long way from St Pauls Cathedral in Bermuda on the 26th November 1940 Harold Harmsworth, better known as Lord Rothermere – the famous proprietor and co-founder of the Daily Mail, died of what was described at the time as ‘dropsy’. Just before the tired and sad old man fell unconscious he said:
There is nothing I can do to help my country now.
It could be said, especially in the years preceding the Second World War, that he hadn’t really done much to help his country anyway. He had been a great supporter of pre-war appeasement with Germany, he was a fan of Adolf Hitler, not to mention a supporter of Oswald Moseley and the British Union of Fascists, for which he infamously had the Daily Mail in 1933 to proclaim:
‘Hurrah for the Black Shirts!’
Rothermere wrote that Britain’s survival could only possibly depend on ‘the existence of a Great Party of the Right with the same directness of purpose and energy of method as Hitler and Mussolini have displayed’.
Only a month after he died the Daily Mail made amends, maybe consciously. Their New Year’s edition featured one of the iconic images of the Second World War. It almost certainly helped maintain resolve in the capital, then right in the middle of the morale-sapping Blitz.
The newspaper described the photograph, in hindsight maybe slightly early in the proceedings, as the ‘War’s Greatest Picture’. It featured St Paul’s Cathedral beautifully framed in some clearing smoke and dust after one of the worst Luftwaffe raids on London in the Second World War. The Daily Mail already knew that the picture had other connotations and described it as:
‘one that all Britain will cherish – for it symbolises the steadiness of London’s stand against the enemy: the firmness of Right against Wrong.’
The iconic picture had been taken two days earlier by Herbert Mason, a staff Daily Mail photographer at 6.30pm in the evening. It was in the middle of the three-hour raid and he’d been fire-watching on the roof of the Daily Mail building known as Northcliffe House in Carmelite Street a road situated between Fleet Street and the Thames. He later described taking the photograph:
I focused at intervals as the great dome loomed up through the smoke. The glare of many fires and sweeping clouds of smoke kept hiding the shape. Then a wind sprang up. Suddenly, the shining cross, dome and towers stood out like a symbol in the inferno. The scene was unbelievable. In that moment or two, I released my shutter.
The German bombers that evening had dropped 120 tons of high explosive but also an estimated 22,000 two pound incendiary bombs. The thermite and magnesium of these bombs burnt at 2,200 degrees Celsius with a searing, dazzling glare. Incendiaries were usually used as a way of initially lighting up a target area, this time however, they caused an extraordinary amount of destruction on their own. The utter profusion of them created firestorms where the sheer heat of the fire sucked in its own wind to create huge furnaces that quickly enveloped the surrounding buildings around St Pauls.
The American Pulitzer-prize winning journalist Ernie Pyle described the scene that night:
The greatest of all the fires was directly in front of us. Flames seemed to whip hundreds of feet into the air. Pinkish-white smoke ballooned upward in a great cloud, and out of this cloud there gradually took shape – so faintly at first that we weren’t sure we saw correctly – the gigantic dome of St. Paul’s Cathedral.
It was said that Air Vice Marshall Harris, later infamously known as ‘Bomber’ Harris, or even ‘Butcher’ Harris (both terms were at the time meant to be complimentary), looked upon the conflagration in the City of London and said ‘They have sowed the wind…’. It wasn’t an idle threat.
It was a particularly low tide the Sunday night of the raid and the fireman had to wade out through the mud on the side of the Thames to find water for their hoses. Despite this, and it seems almost incredible now, the fires were generally brought under control by four in the morning. The night quickly became known as the second fire of London and caused devastation in the old part of the City.
In Whitecross Street the firemen had to use their hoses for their own survival when the water supply failed. They somehow managed to escape into a nearby railway tunnel leaving their engines to burn until they were just melted shells. That part of Whitecross Street which ran down to Fore Street at St Giles Church is now lost forever and part of the Barbican development.
In the end, hundreds of buildings were completely destroyed, eight Christopher Wren Churches built after the original Fire of London were no more and the medieval Guildhall was gutted. 160 people had died including 16 fireman with 500 people injured.
Although legend has it otherwise, St Paul’s Cathedral certainly wasn’t untouched. Twenty nine bombs fell on or around the building and at one point one incendiary pierced the lead covering of the dome and after burning through some timbers fell harmlessly to the nave below where it was easily put out.
The War Cabinet quickly convened the next morning and at Winston Churchill’s instigation the cabinet agreed ‘that the fullest publicity should be given to the damage caused in the city. As no military objectives had been aimed at, and the enemy must have known what he was attacking, there was no object in secrecy’. Thus the usual restrictions to publishing photographs were lifted and the Daily Mail printed the Mason’s photograph the next day.
As mentioned before the Daily Mail and its larger than life former proprietor, hadn’t always been helpful in the fight against the rise of Nazi Germany. In 1938, only two years before the raid that flattened the area around St Paul’s Cathedral the Daily Mail wrote:
The way stateless Jews from Germany are poring in from every port of this country is becoming an outrage.
And less than two months before the beginning of the war, Lord Rothermere sent a telegram to Hitler writing:
My Dear Führer, I have watched with understanding and interest the progress of your great and superhuman work in regenerating your country.
The British people, now like Germany strongly rearmed, regard the German people with admiration as valorous adversaries in the past, but I am sure that there is no problem between our two countries which cannot be settled by consultation and negotiation…I have always thought that you are essentially one who hates war and desires peace.
Up to a point, Lord Rothermere.
However around the same time he was donating money to the British Union of Fascists and using his paper to openly support Oswald Moseley in 1933, Rothermere did write in the Mail something slightly more prescient:
The day of the warplane has come. Our desperate deficiency in these modern weapons puts the very existence of Britain in Deadly peril. Fate has never pardoned a people that refused to move with the times.
In February 1942, just over two years after the so-called ‘Second Fire of London’ the newly promoted Air Chief Marshal Sir Arthur Harris announced to the nation that it was time that Germany, ‘now that they have sowed the wind, reaped the whirlwind’. Which of course they did. And some.
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