Michael Howard

Both lion and donkey

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French, unlike Haig, is not a controversial figure. Most of us would endorse Brian Bond’s verdict, ‘A brave fighting general who found himself out of his depth.’ For the ‘Lions led by Donkeys’ school, he is an easy target. He was every inch — not that there were many of them — a cavalry general who had performed brilliantly in the Boer war, where he showed all the qualities of leadership, common sense and, above all, luck that are needed by generals in any kind of war. He had studied his profession in so far as any of his contemporaries had, and prepared himself so far as he was able for the high command in the coming European war that Edwardian soldiers saw as inevitable. Like most Edwardian soldiers — with the notable exception of Douglas Haig — he was a good judge of horseflesh, a compulsive womaniser, and spent much too much time and money at the tables. Like many senior officers — one is tempted to say like all good senior officers — he was quite out of his depth in the world of high politics in which promotion landed him. If he made a mess of the Curragh affair it was as much through a blundering attempt to do his duty as through lack of diplomatic skill. But it was also because of the misplaced confidence he had in the Machiavellian figure of Henry Wilson, a general who was reputed by his contemporaries to get a cockstand whenever he saw a politician, and who was to be French’s evil genius throughout his career.

The nature of the war took French by surprise as much as it did everyone else, but he adjusted better than most. Within a few weeks of his first encounter with the Germans he was demanding all the equipment needed for trench warfare — heavy artillery, machine-guns, aircraft, and above all shells. Meanwhile all he could do was to provide the leadership that saw the BEF through the retreat from Mons, the first battle of Ypres, and the early disappointments of Festubert and Neuve Chapelle. This he did brilliantly: he knew what the old army expected of a general, and provided it, spending as little time as possible in the ch

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