Wed 23 Jul 2014
Reviewed by David Vineyard: CLARENCE H. NEW – The Unseen Hand.
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CLARENCE H. NEW – The Unseen Hand: An Adventure of the Freelancers of Diplomacy. Doubleday Page & Co., hardcover, 1918. Wildside Press, softcover reprint. Illustrated by Clinton Pettee. Available in ebook form online here.
The following appeared in the January 15. 1933, issue of the New York Times:
The will goes on to explain his son and grandson were travelers and prone to leave items behind them, and concludes with a quote from the will:
That explains a bit about New, but not the Freelancers of Diplomacy, whose adventures ran in Blue Book for twenty three years with out a break, a saga Robert Sampson describes in Yesterday’s Heroes as unparalleled in American pulp history.
Despite a history of adventure covering a few thousand pages and by my guesstimate at least one million words, there remains only one novel recounting the adventures of the Freelancers of Diplomacy, The Unseen Hand, what in science fiction used to be called a ‘fixup,’ a bit of new material tying together several shorter adventures from the magazine.
We are given a brief history of said Freelancers from the point of view of the Germans who have recently learned the identity of the group and its leader from an American magazine — a surprisingly modern touch considering recent events in the real world of espionage and diplomacy.
Giving us our introduction to the League of the Scarlet Pimpernel — oh, sorry wrong century, the Freelancers of Diplomacy.
Of course we know quite a bit more, for instance that Lord Trevor, the idle sportsman who is mastermind behind this group, is really American Cyrus K, Grisscome, alias Commander Cresspinge, who operated for President Roosevelt (Teddy) using his fast yacht as a mobile base.
Of course the resemblance is only one of those coincidences of fiction … because there are no such people as Viscount Trevor of Dartmoor or Sir Edward Wray (hint, he may be the Prime Minister) in DeBrett’s. “It’s a legend, a joke, Baron Munchausen and Sherlock Holmes combined, gossip, hearsay, pure fiction …â€
If you think this is all terribly old-fashioned and out of date I refer you to bestselling writer Ted Bell’s half-American peer Alexander Hawke, Lord Hawke, who ‘freelances’ a bit himself from his heavily armed super fast yacht the Hawke. What goes around as they say.
And it is only a coincidence that the Condessa de Montessa, her moorish servants, her titled Afghan friend, Baron W, and her husband the Earl occupy apartments so like those described in the stories published about the Diplomatic Freelance in Cassells.
In short order we are filled in on the adventures of Cyrus Grisscome and how he ‘might’ have become Viscount Trevor, and how perhaps the Diplomatic Free Lance is something like the Mission Impossible team undertaking missions that the government can deny should they fail or be captured. About the only thing missing is the theme music and the self destructive instructions.
Noticeably there is a good deal of back story to fill in for a series that runs twenty three years, but by chapter two we are off on the adventure, and chapter one has at least been intriguing. The ten chapters that follow are loosely connected adventures from Blue Book such as “The Aldershot Affair,” “Touching on the Honor of Islam,” “The Neutrality of Holland,” “A Machiavellian Coup in Roumania,” “The Mysterious Camp in the Pyrenees” … and the plot and action are almost non-stop and well told. For instance in that last one, Trevor and company have to foil a plot to invade France with sixty thousand men hidden in the Pyrenees wearing stolen American uniforms.
Fantastic? Perhaps, but in WWI the Germans actually tried to smuggle anthrax-infected mules into France through the Pyrenees and in WW II specially trained SS donned American uniforms and penetrated the American lines at the Battle of the Bulge.
Bulldog Drummond fans may appreciate a certain Madame Irma and her ‘supposed husband’ whose allegiances are in question. The Freelancers also barely avert a plot to kill Kitchener with the fleet at Skager Rock — not unlike his real death organized by the real German spy known as Fraulien Doktor. New at least knew how to read the newspapers and extrapolate.
As with Oppenheim, Le Queux, and even Buchan and Sapper, at least some of the appeal of these was the feeling of being in on the back rooms of intrigue and espionage. Eric Ambler, Ian Fleming, and John le Carre would all mine the same territory one way or another. Whenever Bell’s Lord Hawke is in conference with the President of PM and the various Secretaries and Ministers he routinely rubs noses with it is a nod to the past and the beginnings of the genre.
Treachery waits at every crossroads. Are there those in Spain who would aid the Kaiser to gain greater favor, can the Bulgarians be trusted (if you read Ian Fleming the answer is no but then the Bulgarians did most of the Soviet’s dirty work in the Cold War), will Holland’s neutrality be violated?
Are people friend or foe, agents of the Boche or agents of the Entente Cordiale, fair or fowl, operating at cross purposes or for the same goal? Who can be trusted, and who should be silenced? Spy fiction hasn’t changed a lot in the century or so since its beginnings. (*)
The Diplomatic Freelancers fall somewhere between E. Phillips Oppenheim and William LeQueux, a bit more active than the former, better written and less melodramatic than the latter. No one reading this is going to discover an early version of James Bond, the real world of Eric Ambler, or even the cut throat back alley secret wars of Peter Cheyney.
Everyone has a title, everyone is a cliche, we are never all that far from the Scarlet Pimpernel; even the relative modernity of John Buchan, Sapper, Dornford Yates and the Clubland Heroes is some time ahead.
But these adventures were written with conviction. As late as the pre-war years Max Brand’s Anthony Hamilton spy stories were still on this mode with spies in white tails and slinky women in black velvet, as, in many ways, were the adventures of Operator #5, and even the more realistic adventures of John P. Marquand’s Mr. Moto. And not unlike the heroes those, British agent he may be, Cyrus Grisscome is still an American and knows his own countries neutrality won’t stand against German aggression.
Duck, you Huns, Uncle Sam wants you! And admit it, even today it’s effective.
Like Somerset Maugham’s Ashenden, or the British Agent — which it resembles in no other way — it ends with the Russian Revolution and hints of a new secret war to come in which the Diplomatic Freelancers will be needed once again. Already in 1918 the writing on the wall was clear, and this time in bright red.
These tales and the twenty-three years worth of saga from Blue Book are worth reading today for more than nostalgia. We may be as much in Ruritania or Graustark as the real Europe, and there may be a few deadly electronic eyes (even Oppenheim used that one in The Wrath to Come), exploding cigars and poisoned needles (Le Queux’s Duckworth Drew), femme fatales poured into elegant black satin and opera gloves (everyone save Buchan), untrustworthy ‘fureigners’, loyal Afghan princes and moorish servants, and all the trappings of an earlier age, but the writing is good, the stories are fun, and the musty scent of crumbling pulp paper intoxicating, even in electronic form.
If Clarence New and the Diplomatic Freelancers are only a name faintly redolent of black velvet cloaks lined in red satin and crossed daggers, or even if they are completely unknown to you, they are worth the effort to become acquainted with.
There are touches of modernity, good old fashioned swashbuckling, intrigue, adventure, and entertainment to be had, and the dust you have to blow away to get to it is nowhere near as deep as you might expect. Blue Book was one of the Cadillacs of the pulps, in a rank with Adventure, Top Notch, and the various incarnations of Argosy. Names like John Buchan and Agatha Christie graced Blue Book‘s pages, so New is in heady company.
You won’t have to lower your standards to enjoy this book, and you may wish you knew someone with a complete collection of Blue Book so you could read more. That’s a high recommendation for any series out of the pulps, though managing twenty three years of consecutive issues may be a bit ambitious for most collectors. From this example it might well be worth the effort though aside from the countless other examples of well written fiction gracing those pages.
(*) The first modern spy novel, by all critical opinion, is John Buchan’s The Power House from 1910, however Le Queux, Oppenheim, Fred White, the adventures of Norroy and others at least reach back to the late 1880‘s early 1890‘s into the turn of the century, and it could be argued as far back as the Trojan Horse and the two Israelite spies who enter Jericho.
Sherlock Holmes and Martin Hewitt render services to England in the area of espionage and counter-espionage, and Sexton Blake was always encountering foreign agents. Certainly the doings at Zenda in Ruritania are secret service work, and as far back as Stevenson’s ‘Pavillion on the Links’ there is international skullduggery taking place in placid old England.
For that matter Dumas Musketeers and Monte Cristo are the very definition of ‘cloak and dagger.’ The spies may change from the Tsar’s Secret Police to the lads at Wilhelmstrasse, to Reds under the covers, and back to the Gestapo, the Japanese, the Soviets, the Chinese, Islamic terrorists, all the way to Putin’s Russia to day, but the odds and the heroes are remarkably consistent interspersed of course with an overlay of Carl Petersons, Fu Manchus, and Blofields when ever international politics got a bit dull.
July 23rd, 2014 at 10:04 pm
I have an extensive run of BLUE BOOK and while I have all the issues in the 1920-1950 period, I am missing some in the teens. So I have most of New’s Freelances in Diplomacy series and I just spent some time trying to track down my notes on how he missed an issue in the series.
However, no luck. I’ll have to depend on my memory about the event that caused New to miss an issue. It seems New was at the zoo and somehow a bear got hold of his arm and chewed it off or something. Pretty good reason for interrupting the series!
July 24th, 2014 at 12:31 am
The Unseen Hand is available as free ebook.
https://openlibrary.org/books/OL20482417M
July 24th, 2014 at 9:33 pm
Thanks, Thalia. This makes the book itself very easy to find, if an “e” copy will suffice, and even a printed copy will not set you back very much. If Walker doesn’t have the complete series in back issues of BLUE BOOK, though, then I’m willing to wager that no one does.
I was looking for more information about the author, Clarence New, using Google, and for me, David’s review was the first post that came up. One other one was Wikipedia’s article on BLUE BOOK, where he gets the briefest of mentions.
July 25th, 2014 at 12:43 am
Most of what I had was from the book itself, the Times article is pasted in and since this is an actual Photostat appears on an inside age pasted in by some librarian (I think this one is out of the Harvard Library). The rest came from Samson’s chapter on the series.
You would think losing an arm was a good excuse, but knowing publishers they probably still complained.
The parallels with the Hawke series were striking though.
October 10th, 2014 at 11:19 am
WOW!A great article about one of my favorite series.I discovered the Diplomatic Free Lance about 1960 when I bought “The Unseen Hand”in a used book store.For a long time I tried to find where the stories were first printed.However the only reference in the book was that they were reprinted from “The Story Press Co.”It was a few years later that I found out Blue Book at that time was published by the Story Press Co.I have spent the last 50 years trying to get a complete set of Lord Trevor’s adventures and am almost there.I am missing about 8 issues pre WWI.I have found slightly over 300 stories which are usually connected.Blue Book published a nice obituary after his death in 1933,calling the series the longest novel in the world.The series actually started in 1909.His adventures as Cyrus Grisscome were chronicled as “An Agent of the Government” in Blue Book in 1908.I think there were 8 stories in that series.Unfortunately I do not have my records with me ,so I may be a little off.Since there were usually about 10,500 words per story,New probably wrote something over 3,000,000 words about the Diplomatic Free Lance. In the late 1920’s and early thirty’s Lord Trevor had created his own Air Force and was opposing the Japanese attacks in China.He happened to be one of the wealthiest men in the world.David mentions the group of other Free Lances he surrounded himself with.They were all incredibly brilliant and successful.New also several excellent series that appeared in Blue Book under his pen names of Culpeper Zandtt and Stephen Hopkins Orcutt. They are all worth reading.I hope with all the pulp reprints coming out that Clarence Herbert New will rise from the grave.
October 10th, 2014 at 12:30 pm
I’ve known Digges for over 40 years now and we are great pulp pals, always talking and collecting pulps. He is a great fan of Clarence Herbert New and loves the Freelancers. I wish I did but it’s one of my blind spots.