Memories, by Admiral of the Fleet, Lord FisherFisher, John Arbuthnot Fisher, Baron
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Memories, by Admiral of the Fleet, Lord Fisher
Fisher, John Arbuthnot Fisher, Baron
Admirals -- Great Britain -- Biography; Fisher, John Arbuthnot Fisher, Baron, 1841-1920; Great Britain. Royal Navy
To illustrate Mr. Lecky we have that great and splendid Trio of
Translation to Heaven at the very zenith of their powers. Elijah was
hurrying along (that great, hairy, weird old man) so that Elisha could
hardly keep pace with him, and he is suddenly caught up in a Chariot
of Fire to Heaven! I ask, “Was not Nelson’s leaving this earth quite a
similar glorious departure?”
“Partial firing continued until 4.30 p.m. when a victory having
been reported to Admiral Lord Viscount Nelson, K.B., and
Commander-in-Chief, he THEN died of his Wound.”
Moses (with whom I am now more particularly concerned) also left this
life in a similar glorious way, for God was his companion when his
Spirit left this Earth, and it markedly is recorded of Moses that--
“His eye was not dim,
Nor his natural force abated!”
Mr. Lecky doesn’t quote my three men above. I consider them superior to
Noah, Daniel and Job, who are the three named in Scripture as being so
dear to the pious man. Ezekiel, chapter xiv., verse 14.
I reiterate that the advice of the derided Lecky seems to me excellent,
to leave active life at one’s zenith, and thus anticipate senility.
The Archbishop of Seville is a lovely story by Cervantes. All Spain
came to hear him preach. Indeed he had to preach every day, the crowds
were so great, and he said to his faithful Secretary: “Tell me when
you notice me waning, for a man never knows it himself.” The Secretary
did so, and the Archbishop gave him the sack! Yes! The Archbishop had
passed the Rubicon, and this dismissal was the proof. Having this fear,
I left Office on my birthday in 1910, though for a few short months
in 1914 I enjoyed the “dusky hues of glorious war,” and exceedingly
delighted myself in those seven months in arranging a new Armada
against Germany of 612 vessels, and in sending Admiral von Spee and all
his ships to the bottom of the sea.
The following much-prized lines were sent me on the Annihilation of
Admiral von Spee’s Squadron off the Falkland Islands on December 8th,
1914. He had sunk Admiral Cradock’s Squadron five weeks before. The
“Dreadnought” Battle Cruisers, “Inflexible” and “Invincible,” sent
to sink von Spee, made a passage of 14,000 miles without a hitch and
arrived just a few hours before von Spee. It was a timely arrangement:--
From the President of Magdalen College, Oxford, Sir Herbert Warren
(Professor of Poetry).
Merserat Ex-spe Spem, rediit spes, mergitur Ex-spes.
“Von Spee sent the ‘Good Hope’ to the bottom: hope revived; he is
sunk himself, without hope.”
From Mr. Godley, the Public Orator at Oxford University.
Hoc tibi Piscator Patria debet opus.
“Your country owes this exploit to you, O Fisher!”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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