Party Games
Sir Robert Peel
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The result of the May 1845 General Election was the death knell of Sir Robert Peel’s political career. Over a decade as leader of the Conservative Party had seen him defeated at the ballot box no less than three times and come within only a whisker of upsetting the Whig dominion. For the Ultra Tories enough was enough, the liberal innovator had lost his novelty and they had lost their patience. The Duke of Wellington, the de facto head of the Ultra faction finally decided to act after years of quiet residence in the House of Lords. Having held his tongue for the sake of the Party, he suddenly began lambasting Peel in the weeks following the election, though naturally only through ‘private’ discussions at the Carlton Club. As word spread of Wellington’s views, Peel came under pressure from all sides to step down. Even amongst his strongest supporters, the Peelites, who had campaigned under his name only days before, there was dissent.
Peel was characterised in the London Press as a damp fuse. Despite winning a chunk of new seats in England, his Catholic policies had proven useless, as almost as many seats had been lost in Ireland, particularly in and around Dublin, to the Repealers. Finally on June 2nd, in private gathering of prominent Tories, Peel was given an ultimatum: either he resigned as Leader of the Conservative Party or he would see the entire Shadow Cabinet do so themselves. For the sake of the Party he had built almost single-handedly, Peel agreed to resign, crushed by the events he stepped down from his constituency seat as well, prompting a by-election. He would return to Parliament in 1849 as a peer – the Earl of Bury. He would die several months later in a horse riding accident.
In looking for a new leader, many Tories immediately turned to the Duke of Wellington. Beyond his long career in politics, including a brief stint as First Lord in the 1820’s, his celebrity status as the scourge of Bonaparte was an obvious boon to future election. However he turned down all offers. Wellington’s health was failing; indeed he had intended to resign immediately after the election, until the matter of Peel’s legitimacy had forced him to act. He also knew his reactionary position (although it is doubtful he saw it as such) was unpopular with the Party base.
Lord Stanley
A swing from the left to the right so suddenly could very well split the Conservatives and with the cowed Peelites now under Lord Aberdeen and William Gladstone preparing to battle the Ultras’ tooth and nail to halt Wellington’s ascension, he decided against it. Instead he tipped towards the moderate Lord Stanley, citing him as a perfect compromise candidate, before retiring into private life. The Ultras’ saw him as Wellington’s choice, as well as an aristocrat and protectionist to boot. The Peelites meanwhile knew they had little chance of mounting effective opposition, and were reassured he wished to see the growth of British finance and the middle-classes above all else. With both Wellington and Peel now gone, Stanley was accepted almost unanimously. Almost.
The disposing of Peel had been seen by the radicals of Young England, led by a young Disraeli as their chance to offer the Conservative Party a new way. The faction’s numbers were now 27 MPs thanks to a strong showing in the industrialised towns, were their ‘Social-Toryism’ had won over many small businessmen and skilled workers (the minority entitled to vote anyway) fed up with the seemingly distant nature of the Whigs. This boon had emboldened Disraeli despite Young England now numbered only a tenth of Tory MPs.
He had approached Wellington, whom he expected to return to the Conservative mantle, with a Manifesto. He dreamed of rising to power alongside the great Iron Duke on a programme of nationalism, religious tolerance and social reforms. However Wellington had little interest in backing a bunch of ‘Oxbridge Jacobins’ as he put it, regardless of his retirement plans. As Stanley rode to power on a wave of unity and compromise, Disreali’s radical views were ignored completely. He would find other avenues however.
Benjamin Disreali
The Whigs by comparison to the Tories had no great post-election drama. First Lord Kerry was merely relieved to have survived his first test of public support- if only barely. The Whigs now only controlled exactly half of the 658 seats in the House of Commons. There was no celebration, simply acknowledgement of a close-run thing. Many feared if the Whigs, merely a loose confederation anchored by Radicals and the landed gentry, could retain coherence in the face of such a paper-thin majority. Such worries were only increased by the altering make-up of the Irish Repealers, the force in the Commons guaranteeing Kerry’s ministry.
The 16 new Repeal MPs were all members of Young Ireland (no connection to Disreali’s faction), a new organisation that had broken with Daniel O’Connell’s more moderate Repeal Association. O’Connell’s long held alliance with the Whigs and the supposed muffling of Irish nationalism for the sake of political expediency had the Association’s support in Ireland shrink dramatically from 1840. Although the two groups officially allied as an Irish Bloc in Parliament, it was obvious that romantic patriots of Young Ireland, would soon eclipse the Association.
The sudden appearance of a potato blight across the United Kingdom and Europe stretched Kerry’s government as Ireland was hit hardest. Although in the last decade the quality of smallholder land in Ireland had greatly improved due to the exodus of poverty-stricken farmers to the towns, it was by no means ideal. Many still relied on potatoes as often their only source of nourishment, due to its ability to be grown in poor soil and in adequate numbers on extremely small plots. The complete ruin of the subsistence farmers of Western Ireland was hardly a reality by July, but as harvests failed, landless labourers fired from their lord’s estates and stocks running low, starvation was not far off.
However Westminster’s focus would be somewhere else in late 1845. War was brewing across the ocean…