The Memoirs of Admiral Lord Beresford — A Closer Reading
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Such was the home of the five brothers, when their father, Lord John dc la Poer Beresford, in holy orders, succeeded his brother in 1859. Lord Charles Beresford, who had been for some years at school in England, joined the Navy in that year. He came to Curraghmore in his brief and widely spaced intervals of leave, while his brothers came home more frequently during their vacations. In those days, the stables were filled with horses, the house was populous with guests; and the great courtyard in front of the house, now silent, resounded with the cheery bustle of a jovial company coming and going. All winter the house was thronged; there was hunting six days in the week; and more than a hundred horses were stabled at Curraghmore. Lord Charles Beresford has told how that many a time, when, as a midshipman, he was humping beef into the blood-boats for the Fleet, did he think not without envy upon his brothers, each with his two or three hunters, riding to hounds at Curraghmore.
The house of Beresford derives from the "very old and eminent English family of Beresford of Beresford, in the county of Stafford," and from the De la Poers, an ancient Breton family, and their quarterings include the noble houses of Hamilton, Monck, Carpenter, Plantagenet, Lastile and Leon, Mortimer, De Burgh, Holland, Wake, Wevill, Beauchamp, Delaval, Blake. The Beresfords represented the English plantation in the North of Ireland, until the marriage was made which united them with De la Poers, who were of the first English plantation in the South.
Tristram Beresford came into Ireland in the reign of James I., as manager of the corporation of Londoners, known as "The Society of the New Plantation in Ulster." {xxiii} The first Tristram settled at Coleraine, in county Londonderry. His son, Sir Tristram, first Baronet, in common with the first created Baronets of Ulster, bore on his shield the open red hand of Ulster, hitherto borne by the forfeited O'Neils. Sir Randal, second Baronet, sat in the first Parliament held after the Restoration.
Sir Tristram, his son, commanded a regiment of foot against King James II., and was attainted. He it was who married the Hon. Nicola Sophia Hamilton, concerning whom a legend of the supernatural is current. Briefly, it is that the friend of her early years, the Earl of Tyrone, visited her after his death, according to agreement, and, to prove the reality of his appearance, touched her wrist, shrivelling nerve and sinew, so that ever afterwards she wore a bracelet of black velvet. A picture, supposed to represent this lady, hangs in Curraghmore. It must be said that the evidence of it extant is so highly dubious, that the story is not worth telling in detail.
Sir Tristram was succeeded by his son, Sir Marcus, fourth Baronet, who married the Lady Katherine de la Poer, who was Baroness in her own right. Thus the two houses were conjoined. Lady Katherine was the only daughter and heiress of James, third and last Earl of Tyrone. She was allowed the Barony of La Poer in fee by resolution of the Irish House of Lords, on 16th November 1767. Sir Marcus her husband was created Earl of Tyrone in 1746. The son of Sir Marcus and Lady Katherine, George De la Poer, was created Marquess of Waterford in 1789, and Knight of St. Patrick at the Institution of the Order in 1783. First Marquess, he was the first De la Poer Beresford.
The De la Poer, Power, or Poher, family traces its descent from Comorre I., Count of le Poher, who married the widow of Jonas, King of Domnonée, and who died A.D. 554. Le Poher was one of the five independent states of Brittany, of which the others were La Domnonée, La Cornouailles, Le Vannes, and Le Leon. The genealogy of the Le Poers is {xxiv} interesting, if only by reason of its romantic names. From Comorre I., Count of le Poher, descended the Counts Comorre, Erispoë, Rivallon, Nominoë. Nominoë married one Argantal, defeated Charles the Bald, drove the Franks out of Brittany, and was proclaimed King of that country in 841. He was succeeded by his son Erispoë, who married Mormohec. From the aforesaid Rivallon descended Salomon, who (having achieved a little murderous intrigue) succeeded King Erispoë, and married Wembrit. From the brother of Salomon, Mathuedoi, descended Alain, Count of Vannes and Duke of Brittany, who fought against the Normans, and who was driven by them to take refuge in England. His son Alain (called Barbe-torte) returned to Brittany, drove out the Normans in his turn, and united Le Poer to the Duchy.
The memoirs of Admiral Lord Beresford open not with a grand fleet review but with the author entering the Royal Navy in 1859, a boy of thirteen. The structure is episodic, moving from ship to ship, each given a character—the “Ship of Happiest Memory” and the “Ship of Unhappy Memory.” Beresford’s voice is direct, often humorous, and he dwells on the physical details of service: the stench of a crowded troop ship, the chaos of a multi-ethnic crew, the labor of hauling boats through Nile cataracts. The narrative is punctuated by long sections on the Soudan War, where the author’s role shifts from naval commander to improvised chief of police and desert column leader.
Ships as Characters
Beresford organizes his early career around individual vessels, each with a distinct identity. The “Ship of Happiest Memory” and its unhappy counterpart are not named in the excerpts, but the contrast suggests a structural device: the ship as a moral or emotional landmark. Later, the Talahawiyeh is described in painstaking detail—its commandant, its Soudanese soldiers, its Egyptian engineers, its Dongolese pilot. The ship becomes a microcosm of imperial confusion, a “wild medley” of races and ranks. This attention to the vessel as a living entity recurs throughout the text, from the Galatea’s global cruise to the steamers patched together for the Khartoum relief.
The Mechanics of Movement
Movement between scenes is often logistical and labor-intensive. Beresford describes the slow process of cutting up sakiehs (water-wheels) for fuel, the repair of engines by artificers, and the sorting of crews to man two steamers. The journey up the Nile is a series of obstacles—cataracts, desert marches, and the constant threat of enemy fire. The author’s focus on the physical work of transport, such as building wooden piers to avoid fouling water, grounds the narrative in practical detail. These passages contrast with the more polished accounts of fleet maneuvers, emphasizing the improvisation required in colonial warfare.
Recurring Images of Disorder
Certain images recur: the stench of crowded ships, the shouting of crews, the mixture of uniforms and languages. Beresford notes the “most appalling stench” aboard the Talahawiyeh and the constant noise. The description of the ship’s company—Turks, Kurds, Circassians, Egyptians, Soudanese—reads like a catalogue of empire’s contradictions. Later, the “hens” (unreliable troops) are separated from loyal Soudanese, a sorting that echoes earlier divisions. The desert column’s march is marked by similar disorder: fugitives from Abu Klea, conflicting reports, and the threat of revolt. These recurring motifs create a sense of precarious order, always on the verge of collapse.
The Author’s Position in the Narrative
Beresford places himself at the center of events but often as an observer or facilitator rather than a hero. He lies in his cabin in pain, chatting with Khashm-el-Mus; he issues instructions from a hospital bed; he recommends promoting a journalist to acting-lieutenant. The narrative voice is self-deprecating—he is “comparatively helpless” after being wounded. Yet he also intervenes decisively, as when he advises on the placement of a camp to avoid being caught between two fires. This tension between action and passivity gives the memoirs a distinctive tone: the admiral as both participant and chronicler, aware of his own limitations.
Readers should attend to the way Beresford shifts between large-scale operations and intimate, almost anecdotal details. The memoirs are not a systematic history but a personal record, shaped by the author’s memory and his desire to entertain. The structure—moving from ship to ship, from peace to war—mirrors the unpredictability of a naval career. The recurring images of disorder and repair offer a consistent thread through the varied scenes.
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Richard Johnson - 1 month ago
Lord Beresford's memoirs are a rollicking adventure through the golden age of the British Empire. His firsthand accounts of naval battles, diplomacy, and colonial life are both informative and entertaining. Beresford's wit and candid observations on politics and military strategy make this a gripping read. A must-have for anyone interested in Victorian military history or simply in search of a ripping good yarn. -
Mary Serrano - 4 weeks ago
Beresford's memoirs are a self-serving account of a controversial career. He spends more time settling personal scores and defending his own actions than providing balanced historical insight. The prose is bloated and episodic, with little reflection on the broader implications of his decisions. A disappointing read that adds little to the understanding of the period beyond one man's pompous opinion. -
Jeanne Daniels - 1 week ago
Admiral Beresford's memoirs provide a vivid window into a bygone era, with plenty of action and political intrigue. However, the narrative often jumps between topics without clear transitions, and some passages are excessively self-congratulatory. Despite these flaws, the book is a valuable primary source that offers a unique perspective on late 19th-century naval affairs.
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