On the 1st January 1908, following a remarkable wager, a man wearing an iron mask set off on an astonishing 30,000 mile journey around the world - then disappeared. TheBigRetort...
Ten years ago we published a story about a great hoax. Even today some people still think it took place. Here, we update it in short form.
The Great Iron Mask Hoax in previous posts detailed the
extraordinary saga of 33-year-old Harry Bensley, who accepted a bet made
between an American philanthropist and an English nobleman: to push a pram
around the world, with his face encased inside an iron mask, for a purse of
$100,000.
Many sighting were recorded of "The Mask” at that time
but then... he inexplicably vanished.
TheBigRetort: where in the world did The Mask go?
Almost one year after the wager made between Harry Bensley
aka The Man in the Iron Mask, a publication known as “Answers” (December 19th,
1908, p63) received a response to this same question; it remained buried… until
we unearthed it.
The respondent – who remained anonymous - had a very
interesting tale to tell: hence the headline - "The Great Masked Man
Hoax”. In response to the "Answers" editor about the disappearance of
“Iron Mask” (Bensley), the anonymous writer, claimed he was “The Mask”. It had
all been a fabrication, Bensley had been due for release from prison and
without any trade to his name he was worried about the future.
Four years previous, Harry Bensley had been sentenced at the
Old Bailey in London for a series of bogus claims and deceptions. Also known under
the alias “Harry Barker”, the 29-year-old labourer had been collared in South
Africa by Scotland Yard. He was convicted of bigamy under the name “Henry
Burrell” and had a number of illicit aliases. It was Harry Bensley who became
the man in the iron mask.... and the writer of the response to the “Answers”
publication. He went on to explain... How I "Faked" the Wager.
His two callings being fraud and deception, Harry Bensley,
due for release from his prison cell, began to evolve a scheme of 'considerable
profit' – and a mask was its 'chief feature'. On returning to his cell several library books
and magazines had been delivered. One caught his attention: “The Mystery of the
Iron Mask.” Popularised by a number of writers down the ages – the original Man
in the Iron Mask (it was actually made out of 'black velvet') followed a
narrative that was woven out of a factual account of a prisoner in France.
Undergoing a fretful night in the confines of the prison, it
was an iron mask that this supposed "anonymous" writer (Harry) saw
emerging from the shadows of a prison cell. It was all the inspiration Bensley's
fraudster and criminal needed.
Harry wrote: "That night my thoughts kept reverting to
the 'Man in the Iron Mask, ‘til, in idle fancy, I began to draw mental pictures
of myself passing through life with an iron mask over my face." The hoax
was born.
Harry spent the remaining prison term perfecting his plans.
Writing the details 'over and over again' on a prison 'slate'; the terms of the
wager; the conditions imposed; two wealthy philanthropists - one of whom he had
never actually met, the American banker John Pierpont Morgan, and the other a
not totally fabricated English 'nobleman' - were prison cell 'creations'.
Released in November 1907, with a gratuity of 30 shillings -
his 'sole worldly possession' - Harry Bensley set about commencing his fraud on
the nation. It was a fraud that would last a century. Until unmasked in The Big
Retort.
Harry purchased a large map of the British Isles 'and other
trifles'. At Clarkson's, a well-known costumiers. Harry inspected several masks
of various origins. The one he wanted, a knight's helmet, was priced at more
than he could afford and so he left it 'for the time'. Just hours out of
prison, taking the train out to the country where his 'wife' was living, he
made known the terms of the 'wager'.
Gossip 'soon bruited'. One neighbour agreed to provide the
perambulator - 'for a future consideration' - and so became an unwitting
accomplice in the century-long deception. He would not be alone...
Harry did not name the 'nobleman' who assisted in creating
the hoax. He was apparently, "German - a man of superior education, and
evidently of some social standing," and they had done time together. It
was to this ex con that Harry confided the truth. "To my surprise he offered
to finance me, adding also his willingness to help me in any other way
besides."
Unfortunately the German wanted a 'backhander' from time to time. 'A heavy tax on my takings' Harry later wrote. Nevertheless, Harry finally went home with the twenty-five-shilling iron mask and a moderate supply of pamphlets and postcards advertising 'the wager'. The mask and pram were also inscribed with the details.
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Old Iron Mask also had to get married 'on the road somewhere' – without removing the mask. This did not stop Harry. "I already had a wife," he admitted. Harry had in fact been married in 1898. A bigamous marriage followed that would see him sent to prison. It was this 'new wife' that done for Harry and it was she who secretly joined him at safe houses along the route of the wager.
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The walking wager
begins
It was the morning of the Wager. In London it was 'very
foggy'. Harry had driven to the station in a taxi with his 'minder'. They had
boarded the Charing Cross train without any attention. However, it was the
decorated perambulator that attracted an 'eagle-eyed' stationmaster who asked
the man in the iron mask if he had a ticket for it.
Finally, it was only when the 'Mask' was halfway across the
platform that Harry found himself in the midst of an excited mob. "For a
moment I felt horribly nervous.”
However, instead of making a dash aboard his connecting
train, Harry started selling his newly-minted postcards: "for all I was
worth.” (The postcards listing the fictitious wager can still be found in
second-hand shops or on eBay.)
Newspapers later reported that at approximately 10am a train
which was carrying a man wearing an iron mask pulled into Charing Cross
Station. A representative from the Daily Mirror photographed the man in the
iron mask and his young minder. The walk 'through the world' had commenced.
Flanked by enormous cheering crowds - Londoners literally
threw money at masked Harry. Down the Strand, on to Cheapside, over London
Bridge, on towards Woolwich... by the time they stopped it was 9.30pm.
Exhausted, they had not eaten since breakfast. They were very hungry.
Later, the Man in the Iron Mask, an ex-con, made an untimely appearance at Dartford Court. He stood charged with peddling postcards without a licence. But when his lawyer explained the conditions of the bet - following hearty deliberations - the chairman of the court allowed the defendant, who then offered the alias “Henry Mason”, to remain masked.
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This was a first in British criminal law. Had the chairman
ordered its removal the legend of the masked wager would have died at Dartford.
Instead - “We are not anxious to know the (his real) name,” said the court
chairman.
The end is nigh
It had been ten long months since Harry Bensley commenced the
iron mask deception. He had still not left English shores. Of course people
were starting to ask questions. They could not remain gullible for so long,
could they?
In truth, if ever there was one for a man like Harry, A pram
full of postcards. A punishing daily routine. A heavy metal helmet. Harry was
tired of being welcomed by lord mayors and a gullible admiring public. The
deception was closing like a metal vice around Harrys head - literally. The
fabricated wager had now become Harry's Pentonville.
Mobbed by crowds. In the sometimes excessive heat or cold of
England. Having to sit through boring speech after boring speech by whatever
dignitary was throwing dinner. Harry could not eat or drink himself due to the
helmet. The fictitious wager, sown out of a prison cell, had turned into a
heavy burden for its creator. The iron mask had become the shackles that Harry
the deceiver bore for this his greatest swindle.
Finally, after covering a distance of what he claimed was
some 2,400 miles, on these shores only, the prisoner in the iron mask threw
'up' the sponge. "My eyes ached, and I suffered with racking pains in my
head," Harry opined. It was at Wolverhampton that Iron Mask was finally no
more. He disappears from newspaper accounts about this time. Weeks later, Harry
wrote in to the publication "Answers” (remaining anonymous of course):
"In conclusion, I can assert without fear of contradiction that I have
paid my way, and supported myself, my wife, and my assistant, and the horses
and attendants I employed, entirely from the sale of my cards and pamphlets,
and I have received nothing in the shape of charity from the first day of my
itinerary."
Nothing but deception
Harry Bensley never did make it around the world. He had
never intended to leave these shores; not really. Neither was he ever arrested
for this his great deception. Could this be why the Great Masked Man Hoax
remains unknown - even today? Or is there something else at play in the human
psyche that causes fraudsters like Harry to seize upon it? In the words of one
writer, who was referring to the original famous prisoner in the black velvet
mask: “If there is found in the history of a people a single point which is not
quite clear, Dame Legend immediately takes a hand and furnishes an unending
supply of material, from which coming generations manufacture romances which in
most cases outlive and conquer the true stories. And there is probably no other
case within the last thousand years which proves this adage as well as that of
the 'Man in the Iron Mask'.”
Perhaps myths and legends are best left unchallenged.
Harry Bensley died in 1956. His postcards still bear witness
to the faded memory of a con in rust-covered iron. And it is on this which the
legend of the Mask sits.
[Please use (in part) with accreditation. For further see Answers to Correspondents on Every Subject under the sun. Title later shortened to “Answers”. The Great Masked Man Hoax, December 19th, 1908, p63. British Library Reading Rooms.]
[Since writing about the above we have made some interesting
contacts. Jim Westergard. Jim, a Canadian, has a quite unique series of
drawings and wood engravings; one which features ‘Iron Mask’ (reproduced above,
and with his kind permission) and other fascinating characters. Andrew
Grumbridge for a song dedication. We are also grateful to the curiously titled
“Dark Roasted Blend (Weird & Wonderful Things)” for its constant stream of
visitors. DRB was created by Avi Abrams, also a Canadian, in 2005, and boasts
around 1 million visitors per month.]
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