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Where Graves, Sassoon and Owen Met
Graves and Golf
Golf was not particularly Graves’s game, but it seems that he was not averse to swinging a club. Indeed the ancient game, whose modern origins are in Scotland, was instrumental in Graves getting his commission in 1914.
The Harlech golf secretary suggested my taking a commission instead of enlisting. He rang up the nearest regimental depot – the Royal Welch Fusiliers at Wrexham and told the adjutant I had served in the Officers Training Corps at Charterhouse. The adjutant said: ‘Send him right along.’ On 11th August I started my training, and immediately became a hero.
Harlech (Royal St David’s Golf Club, named after the Welsh patron saint) had been founded in 1894, its founding fathers keen to emulate the success of Scotland’s St Andrews course. The first professional tournament there was won by Scottish golfer and course designer James Braid in 1901, and it received Royal patronage in 1908.
Further north, near Liverpool, officers of the Royal Welch were honorary members of a neighbouring golf club, Formby. Siegfried Sassoon and Robert Graves played there. Graves described his amateurish endeavours:
He [Sassoon] played golf seriously and I hit a ball alongside him. I had once played at Harlech as a junior member of the Royal St. David’s, but resigned when I found it was bad for my temper. Afraid of taking the game up again seriously, I now limited myself to a single iron My mis-hits did not matter. I played the fool and purposely put Siegfried off his game.
However despite not being on a par with putting, their poetic friendship continued. In July 1917 after Sassoon’s ‘treacherous’ letter to The Times, Graves helped to ensure that he was sent to one of the six UK hospitals specialising in war neurosis for officers, Craiglockhart War Hospital, near Edinburgh, where he found the surrounding golf courses and other sporting opportunities quite congenial.
Scottish Soirees with Sassoon
Starting on 23 July 1917, Sassoon stayed at Craiglockhart for 127 days. His prolonged convalescence allowed him to refine his game as much as ‘recover’ from the war. Indeed his war hospital doctor, William Halse Rivers Rivers (1864-1922), originally thought Sassoon was suffering more from ‘anti-war neurosis’ than anything akin to the ‘shell-shock’ that blighted the patients housed in the former hydropathic building. According to Sassoon’s autobiographical The Complete Memoirs of George Sherston, getting away from what he termed the ‘Mecca of psycho-neuroses’ was high on his agenda.
When he arrived in Edinburgh, Sassoon was struck by the disparity between the comfortable and complacent home front pursuits he observed and the struggle to end the war being waged by John Middleton Murray and Bertrand Russell, which in the previous July, had led Sassoon to draft his famous ‘Declaration’.
Not long after he arrived at the Craiglockhart, Sassoon arranged for his golf clubs to be sent to him, at Rivers’s advice. ‘I acted on the advice of Rivers and wired to Aunt Evelyn for my golf clubs, which arrived the next day, maybe accelerated by three very fully addressed labels, all marked urgent’.
The nearest golf club was just a three-minute walk from the hospital, and Sassoon soon found himself riding his bike to other Edinburgh clubs as well. Perhaps there was something of self-reflection in his observation; ‘it did not occur to me that golf would one day be regarded [more] as a predominant national occupation [in Scotland] than a pastime’.
As patients at Craiglockhart started to play at nearby Mortonhall Club, Sassoon ventured farther afield to play, to avoid the war neurosis patients.
Do not drive until the players in front have played their second shots, or are well out of reach 2) do not attempt even a long shot on to a green until those in front have replaced the pin 3) do not practice putting on a green when there are other couples waiting on approach and 4) always replaced the turf. There has several times been reported to me, both officially and unofficially, that officers will persist in driving into other players. This is looked upon golfers everywhere as the essence of bad sportsmanship so remembering the sporting manner in which we are treated by the Council and members of the (local) Merchants of Edinburgh Golf Club, we should do all we can to show them that we appreciate the kindness, and also that we do not forget that we are their guests on the course, and do our utmost in return by PLAYING THE GAME.
Just as Rivers worried about Sassoon, Sassoon worried about Rivers. Whilst some felt Sassoon may have had shell shock, neither suffered as badly as the stammering, quivering, patients whose wellbeing had been visibly wrecked by war and ‘who never made it down the stairs’.
More than anything it seems, golf gave Sassoon an escape from the ‘shell shocked’ soldiers, and the frightening possibility that he was one of them, and that he was betraying soldiers like them by his protest.
Sassoon golfed regularly and eventually claimed to have played in almost all the clubs in the Edinburgh area. Indeed, he travelled as far as North Berwick to play on the East Lothian coastline, which was over twenty-five miles from hospital, presumably using the local rail network that existed in the area in 1917. However most golf clubs were in easier reach and walking or bicycling took him to the tee. He expresses his attachment to his favourite game in his poem David Cleek. While acknowledging Sassoon’s whimsicality, we may also notice a trace of the repressed war trauma playing along the edges of the poem, even in the poem’s first stanza:
I cannot think that Death will press his claim
To snuff you out or put you off your game:
You’ll still contrive to play your steady round,
Through hurricanes may sweep the dismal ground,
And darkness blur the sandy-skirted green
Where silence gulfs the shot you strike so clean.
A sense of the tragic breaks through even the heavy weather of Sassoon’s mock-tragedy.Memorably, Sassoon refers to Graves by the pseudonym David Cromlech (a megalithic tomb or a circle of standing stones), and recalls their playing a number of times together; one can see his recollections dovetail with Graves’s:
Nevertheless I did not like the game to be treated with levity; in fact I played it somewhat seriously. My friend Cromlech had once insisted on trying to defeat me in a game in which he used nothing but a niblick; and to my great annoyance he performed such astonishing feats with it as to cause me some disquietude, though I won comfortably in the end.
Convalescence steadily improved Sassoon’s game:
When played seriously, even golf can, I suppose, claim to be ‘an epitome of human life’. Anyhow in that fourth October of the War I was a better golfer than I’d ever been before – and, I may add, a better one than I’ve ever been since.
And his game speeded his recovery:
I must admit though, that I wasn’t worrying much about the War when I’d just hit a perfect tee-shot up the charming vista which was the fairway to the first green at Mortonhall [Edinburgh]. How easy it felt! I scarcely seemed to be gripping the golf club at all. Afternoon sunshine was slanting through the golden brown breeches and at last I knew what it was like to hit the ball properly. ‘I suppose I’m getting too keen on the game’ I thought, as I bicycled home to the hydro at the end of some such afternoon, when I’d been sampling one of the delightfully unfrequented links which the War had converted into Arcadian solitudes’.
However Sassoon did not always get out to play; "Bad weather prevented me from playing golf all day and every day, and my brain became more active in the evening."
Hadn’t I just spent an afternoon playing golf with a man who’d just lost half his company in a gas bombardment a few months ago?…. It seemed to amount to this, I ruminated, twirling my putter as it polished its neck – that I am exiled from the troops as a whole rather than from my former fellow officers and men.
It was a golf course that provided the setting for the historic meeting of Graves, Sassoon and Wilfred Owen. Sassoon was due to play with a regular partner, a doctor who had survived the sinking of the SS Transylvania when it was torpedoed on 4 May 1917 off the Gulf of Genoa during its voyage from Marseilles to Alexandria, claiming the lives of 402 soldiers. He had arranged to play and Sassoon felt the game could not be cancelled. With Graves on his way, it seemed logical they should meet on the course. Exactly which course has long been a matter of conjecture. Mortonhall Golf Club has claimed the bragging rights and had a plaque prepared to mark the site.
The Search for the Graves, Owen and Sassoon Edinburgh Meeting Venue
However, Oxford based scholar and Owen biographer Dominic Hibberd first floated the idea in 2003 that it was Baberton Golf Course that saw the Graves, Owen and Sassoon Edinburgh meeting; but he could not verify it or remember what evidence led him to it.
Meeting of Three Great British War Poets
Aside from the historic value of being the first – and last – time three of the greatest British war poets were together in the same place, the meeting at Baberton may have had a direct effect on Owen’s poetry. Owen was encouraged in his poetic development generally but also specifically in the further drafts of ‘To Jessie Pope’, which emerged in ‘Dulce Et Decorum Est’ and ‘Disabled’. He wrote a second draft of ‘Dulce et Decorum Est’ two days after the meeting.
Sassoon to Robert Graves [ca. October 1917], Southern Illinois University
That Owen made an impact on Graves is evidenced by the letters Graves subsequently wrote him and by his invitation to Graves’s wedding, which would have opened the door to the London literary set for Owen.
Postscript – Baberton’s Battle Honours
Whilst Graves noted that the war had not reached golf links, clubs were soon to be affected especially as Unrestricted Submarine Warfare took its toll. Baberton Golf Club, like many others, had already given up green space to be made into allotments. The club’s committee minutes also note difficulties in filling the bar with adequate stocks, including whisky.
Whilst Baberton faced sacrifices in green space and stock, it also made a magnificent contribution. Officers from the Craiglockhart War Hospital golfing section soon played at the club after Sassoon’s game here.
Baberton Golf Club’s hospitality to Craiglockhart War Hospital officer shell-shock patients was known, as was its strong links with the Highland Light Infantry. However now it also boasts the fact that it hosted the only meeting of the three Great War poets Robert Graves, Wilfred Owen and Siegfried Sassoon. A plaque now marks the spot where the old clubhouse stood and where the meeting took place, whilst a facsimile copy of the October 1917 letter from Siegfried Sassoon to Robert Graves now adorns the reception area of the new club alongside its other historic artefacts.
Neil McLennan is Senior Lecturer and Director of Leadership Programmes at the University of Aberdeen. Neil was Head of History at Tynecastle High School in Edinburgh, the same school Owen taught English Literature classes at in 1917 as part of his recovery from ‘shell-shock’. Over the last ten years, Neil has tried to provide a research based, detailed account of Owen’s time in Edinburgh. He also chaired Wilfred Owen’s Edinburgh 1917-2017 Committee.
NOTES
Baberton Golf Club is first and foremost famous for golf. Founded in 1893 the course was designed initially by Willie Park and then redesigned by James Braid, of Gleneagles fame (and also Royal St David’s 1901 acclaim). Baberton is also the home to the steel-shafted golf club. Thomas Horsburgh’s 1894 patented club now sits in the Golf Museum at St Andrews. However the course now can also add a meeting of the most influential war poets, if not the most influential poets of the twentieth century, to its list of historic honours. Alongside pars and putting there is now poetry.