Nurse Edith
Cavell, Heroine of Belgium
Edith
Louisa Cavell was the eldest of four children born in the tiny village of
Swardeston, Norfolk,
England to the Reverend Frederick Cavell and his wife
Louisa. Her childhood in the Anglican vicarage appears to have been a happy
one, and the family close-knit. So when her father became seriously ill Edith
left her job as governess to a Belgian family in Brussels to tend him.
Edith
was in love with her cousin Ed, and it is thought probable he was with her.
Unfortunately, he had a genetic nervous ailment which he felt prevented their
marriage. Nevertheless, their deep love was lifelong.
Once the vicar had recovered, Edith decided to
make nursing her profession. While she was working temporarily as matron at a
hospital in Manchester, Dr. Antoine Depage persuaded her to return to Brussels.
He opened a nurses’ training school and asked Edith to run it; the school and
its clinic very quickly gained a sterling reputation both for the nurses and
the patient care.
With her clinic and training school well
established in the fateful summer of 1914, Edith was visiting her widowed
mother and family in Norfolk when the Archduke Ferdinand was assassinated on 28th
June. War in Europe appeared inevitable.
Much to the distress of her family and friends,
Edith insisted on returning to Belgium, saying she was needed there more than
ever. It was the last time they saw each other. Edith was back in Belgium on
August 3rd, 1914; on the following day Germany invaded Belgium and
Britain declared war on Germany. By August 21st, Brussels was
occupied by the Germans. The staff was informed the clinic was now a Red Cross
hospital and as such the nurses were to treat the wounded of all nationalities
but to remain impartial themselves. Red Cross nurses were not to take sides or
to participate in any way in the war; the German authorities promised dire
punishment would be meted out to anyone found assisting British or French
personnel apart from the wounded. At the
battle of Mons the British were heavily outnumbered and forced to retreat; many
allied soldiers found themselves cut off and left behind. Two found their way to
the clinic and when Edith heard their story of how the Germans were shooting any
allied soldier they found, she determined to do all she could to help. She sheltered
the two soldiers, first at the clinic and then at her own home, while she found
someone trustworthy who could guide them to the Dutch frontier. Holland was a
neutral country, therefore once safely there the men could return to Britain. Afterwards,
Edith set about helping everyone she could,
She set up a small network of trusted people,
some to forge papers and others to make passports. She organised safe homes
where allied soldiers would be provided with shelter and money for their
journey into Holland. This was desperately dangerous work, and strict secrecy
had to be observed. However, the village grapevine is strong and despite every
precaution taken news of her caring spread. Soon Nurse Cavell found desperate
civilians, rendered either homeless by or in danger from the Germans, seeking
her aid. True to her deep-rooted Anglican faith and her nurse’s training, she
gave it unstintingly.
Edith with her dogs Don and Jack |
In recent years it has been revealed that Edith
not only assisted her fellow countrymen, other allies, and desperate civilians,
she also a simple but effective spy network. The Germans became increasingly
suspicious of activities at the clinic, and finally Edith was betrayed. Tricked by the Germans into thinking if she confessed
her own guilt, her co-conspirators in the rescue network would go free, Edith
freely confessed what she had done. On 3rd August, 1915, exactly one year after her return to
Belgium, Edith Cavell was arrested and accused of harbouring Allied soldiers. She
was taken to Saint-Gilles prison, where she languished for ten long weeks.
Her brother in law wrote anguished letters imploring for information on Edith, but the British government seems to have trailed
its heels in coming to her defence, saying there was little that could be done.
Since the U.S. was not then in the war, it was left to the ailing Brandt
Whitlock, the American minister to Belgium, to instruct Hugh S. Gibson, First
Secretary, to intervene on Edith’s behalf. Despite Mr. Gibson’s strongly worded
letter, the Germans remained implacable. Though not a German national, Edith
was accused of treason. . She was not given anything close to a fair trial
but, strong in her Christian faith, she would not lie to save herself. She
admitted to having helped young French and Belgian civilians of military age as
well as British and French soldiers to escape to neutral Holland, and was given
the death penalty.
On the night of 11th October, 1915, Edith
met for the last time with the Anglican chaplain, Rev. Sterling Gahan. At 6a.m.
on October 12th, she and Pascal Baucq, another of her network, were
taken to the firing range Tir nationale and executed by a firing squad.
After
the war, her body was taken to Britain and now rests in Life’s Green in the
precincts of Norwich Cathedral, Norfolk.
To Rev. Stirling Gahan, when facing death, she
said, “Patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness to anyone.” A monument has been erected at Tir nationale. Another monument to Edith Cavell's heroism is the mountain in Alberta, Canada, named after her, Mount Edith Cavell. My young granddaughters climbed it last summer; unfortunately owing to the indisposition of the family photographer I don't have the pictures to enclose here. I must make do with the public domain one:
Mount Edith Cavell, Jasper National Park, Alberta, Canada.