Mata Hari was the stage name of Margaretha Geertruida "Grietje" Zelle (August 7, 1876, Leeuwarden – October 15, 1917, Vincennes), a Dutch exotic dancer and courtesan who was executed by firing squad for espionage during World War I.[1]
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Margaretha Zelle was born in Leeuwarden, Friesland in the Netherlands, as the only daughter and second child among the four children of Adam Zelle and Antje van der Meulen, both born and raised in Friesland.[2] Adam owned a hat store, had done successful investments in the oil industry and became affluent enough to give Margaretha a lavish early childhood. [3] Thus, Margaretha attended only exclusive upper class schools until age 13.[4] However, Margaretha's father went bankrupt in 1889, her parents divorced soon afterwards, and Margaretha's mother died in 1891. [3][4] The family had come apart and she moved to live with her godfather Heer Visser at Sneek. At Leiden, she studied to be a kindergarten teacher but when the headmaster began to flirt with her conspicuously, she was sent from the institution by her offended godfather. [5][3][4] After only a few months she fled to her uncle's home in the Hague.[6]
At 18, she answered an advertisement in a Dutch newspaper placed by a man looking for a wife. Margaretha married Dutch Colonial Army officer Rudolf John MacLeod in Amsterdam. They moved to Java (Dutch East Indies) and had two children, Norman and Jeanne-Louise.
The marriage was an overall disappointment. [7] MacLeod was a violent alcoholic who would take out his frustrations on his wife, who was half his age, and whom he blamed for his lack of promotion. He also openly kept both a native wife and a concubine. The disenchanted Margaretha abandoned him temporarily, moving in with Van Rheedes, who was another Dutch officer. For months she studied the Indonesian traditions intensively, joining a local dance company. In 1897, she revealed her artistic surname Mata Hari via correspondence to her relatives in Holland.[4]
At MacLeod's urging, Margaretha returned to him although his aggressive demeanor hadn't changed. She escaped her circumstance by studying the local culture.[4] Their son Norman died in 1899 possibly of complications relating to the treatment of syphilis contracted from his parents, though the family claimed he was poisoned by an irate servant. Some sources[4] maintain that one of Rudolf's enemies may have poisoned a supper to kill both of their children (Norman and their little daughter). After moving back to the Netherlands, the couple divorced in 1903, with Rudolf forcibly retaining the custody of his daughter (who later died at the young age of 21, also possibly from complications relating to syphilis).[8]
In 1903, Margaretha moved to Paris, where she performed as a circus horse rider, and went by the name Lady MacLeod. Struggling to earn a living, she also posed as an artist's model.
In 1905, she began to win fame as an exotic dancer. It was then that she adopted the stage name Mata Hari, derived from the Sanskrit words for goddess and god, respectively. She was a contemporary of dancers Isadora Duncan and Ruth St. Denis, leaders in the early modern dance movement, which around the turn of the 20th century looked to Asia and Egypt for artistic inspiration. Critics would later write about this and other such movements within the context of orientalism.
Promiscuous, flirtatious, and openly flaunting her body with a mystique that captivated both her audiences and the public, Mata Hari was an overnight success from the debut of her act at the Musée Guimet on March 13, 1905.[9] She was so successful that she became the long-time mistress of the millionaire Lyon industrialist Emile Etienne Guimet who founded the Museum. She posed as a princess from Java, of priestly Indian birth, pretending to have been immersed in the art of sacred Indian dance since childhood. She was photographed numerous times during this period, nude or nearly so. Some of these pictures were obtained by MacLeod and strengthened his case in keeping custody of their daughter. Gabriel Astruc was the name of her personal booking agent.[4]
She brought this carefree provocative style to the stage in her act, which garnered wide acclaim. The most celebrated segment of her act was her progressive shedding of clothing until she wore just a jeweled bra and some ornaments over her arms and head.[4] Although the explanations and claims made by her about her origins were total fiction, the act was spectacularly successful because it elevated exotic dance to a more respectable status, and so broke new ground in a style of entertainment for which Paris was later to become world famous. Her style and her free-willed attitude made her a very popular woman, as did her willingness to wear or perform in exotic and revealing clothing. She posed for provocative photos and mingled in wealthy circles. As most Europeans at the time were unfamiliar with the Dutch East Indies and thus thought of Mata Hari as exotic, it was taken for granted that her claims were genuinely true.
However, by about 1910, while a myriad of imitators had popped up, the critics began to opine that both the success and the dazzling features of the popular Mata Hari had been merely due to her cheap exhibitionism, lacking any artistic attributes. Still, she was scheduled for important social events throughout Europe; however she was disdained by some serious cultural institutions as someone who didn't even know how to dance decently. [4]
Mata Hari was also a successful courtesan, though she was known more for her sensuality and eroticism rather than for striking classical beauty. She had relationships with many high-ranking military officers, politicians, and others in influential positions in many countries, including the German crown prince. Her wealthy lovers paid for her luxurious lifestyle.
Prior to World War I, she had been generally viewed as an artist, a free-spirited bohemian, but as the times grew more grim, she began to be seen by some as a wanton and promiscuous woman, and perhaps a dangerous seductress. Her relationships and liaisons with powerful men frequently took her across international borders.
During World War I, the Netherlands remained neutral. As a Dutch subject, Margaretha Zelle was thus able to cross national borders freely. To avoid the battlefields, she traveled between France and the Netherlands via Spain and Britain, and her movements inevitably attracted attention. She was a courtesan to many high-ranking allied military officers during this time. On one occasion, when interviewed by British intelligence officers, she admitted to work as an agent for French military intelligence, although the latter would not confirm her story. It is unclear if she lied on this occasion, believing the story made her sound more intriguing, or if French authorities were using her in such a way, but would not acknowledge her due to the embarrassment and international backlash it could cause.
In January 1917, the German military attaché in Madrid transmitted radio messages to Berlin describing the helpful activities of a German spy, code-named H-21. French intelligence agents intercepted the messages and, from the information they contained, identified H-21 as Mata Hari. Remarkably, the messages were in a code that German intelligence knew had already been broken by the French, leaving some historians to suspect that the messages were contrived.
On 13 February 1917, Mata Hari was arrested in her hotel room at Hotel Plaza Athénée in Paris. She was put on trial, accused of spying for Germany and consequently causing the deaths of tens of thousands of soldiers. She was found guilty and was executed by firing squad on 15 October 1917, at the age of 41.
Pat Shipman's biography Femme Fatale goes so far as to argue that Mata Hari never really was a double agent, speculating that she was used as a scapegoat by the head of French counter-espionage, Georges Ladoux. Ladoux had been responsible for recruiting Mata Hari as a French spy and later was arrested for being a double agent himself.
The facts of the case remain vague, because the official case documents regarding the execution were sealed for 100 years.
Henry Wales was a British reporter who covered the execution. We join his story as Mata Hari is awakened in the early morning of October 15. She had made a direct appeal to the French president for clemency and was expectantly awaiting his reply [10]:
The first intimation she received that her plea had been denied was when she was led at daybreak from her cell in the Saint-Lazare prison to a waiting automobile and then rushed to the barracks where the firing squad awaited her. Never once had the iron will of the beautiful woman failed her. Father Arbaux, accompanied by two sisters of charity, Captain Bouchardon, and Maitre Clunet, her lawyer, entered her cell, where she was still sleeping - a calm, untroubled sleep, it was remarked by the turnkeys and trusties. The sisters gently shook her. She arose and was told that her hour had come. 'May I write two letters?' was all she asked. Consent was given immediately by Captain Bouchardon, and pen, ink, paper, and envelopes were given to her. She seated herself at the edge of the bed and wrote the letters with feverish haste. She handed them over to the custody of her lawyer. Then she drew on her stockings, black, silken, filmy things, grotesque in the circumstances. She placed her high-heeled slippers on her feet and tied the silken ribbons over her insteps. She arose and took the long black velvet cloak, edged around the bottom with fur and with a huge square fur collar hanging down the back, from a hook over the head of her bed. She placed this cloak over the heavy silk kimono which she had been wearing over her nightdress. Her wealth of black hair was still coiled about her head in braids. She put on a large, flapping black felt hat with a black silk ribbon and bow. Slowly and indifferently, it seemed, she pulled on a pair of black kid gloves. Then she said calmly: 'I am ready.' The party slowly filed out of her cell to the waiting automobile. The car sped through the heart of the sleeping city. It was scarcely half-past five in the morning and the sun was not yet fully up. Clear across Paris the car whirled to the Caserne de Vincennes, the barracks of the old fort which the Germans stormed in 1870. The troops were already drawn up for the execution. The twelve Zouaves, forming the firing squad, stood in line, their rifles at ease. A subofficer stood behind them, sword drawn. The automobile stopped, and the party descended, Mata Hari last. The party walked straight to the spot, where a little hummock of earth reared itself seven or eight feet high and afforded a background for such bullets as might miss the human target. As Father Arbaux spoke with the condemned woman, a French officer approached, carrying a white cloth. 'The blindfold,' he whispered to the nuns who stood there and handed it to them. 'Must I wear that?' asked Mata Hari, turning to her lawyer, as her eyes glimpsed the blindfold. Maitre Clunet turned interrogatively to the French officer. 'If Madame prefers not, it makes no difference,' replied the officer, hurriedly turning away. . Mata Hari was not bound and she was not blindfolded. She stood gazing steadfastly at her executioners, when the priest, the nuns, and her lawyer stepped away from her. The officer in command of the firing squad, who had been watching his men like a hawk that none might examine his rifle and try to find out whether he was destined to fire the blank cartridge which was in the breech of one rifle, seemed relieved that the business would soon be over. A sharp, crackling command and the file of twelve men assumed rigid positions at attention. Another command, and their rifles were at their shoulders; each man gazed down his barrel at the breast of the women which was the target. She did not move a muscle. The underofficer in charge had moved to a position where from the corners of their eyes they could see him. His sword was extended in the air. It dropped. The sun - by this time up - flashed on the burnished blade as it described an arc in falling. Simultaneously the sound of the volley rang out. Flame and a tiny puff of greyish smoke issued from the muzzle of each rifle. Automatically the men dropped their arms. At the report Mata Hari fell. She did not die as actors and moving picture stars would have us believe that people die when they are shot. She did not throw up her hands nor did she plunge straight forward or straight back. Instead she seemed to collapse. Slowly, inertly, she settled to her knees, her head up always, and without the slightest change of expression on her face. For the fraction of a second it seemed she tottered there, on her knees, gazing directly at those who had taken her life. Then she fell backward, bending at the waist, with her legs doubled up beneath her. She lay prone, motionless, with her face turned towards the sky. A non-commissioned officer, who accompanied a lieutenant, drew his revolver from the big, black holster strapped about his waist. Bending over, he placed the muzzle of the revolver almost - but not quite - against the left temple of the spy. He pulled the trigger, and the bullet tore into the brain of the woman. Mata Hari was surely dead.
—Henry Wales, International News Service, October 19, 1917
Mata Hari's body was not claimed by any family members and was accordingly used for medical study. Her head was embalmed and kept in the Museum of Anatomy in Paris, but in 2000, archivists discovered that the head had disappeared, possibly as early as 1954, when the museum had been relocated. Records dated from 1918 show that the museum also received the rest of the body but none of the remains could later be accounted for.
The fact that a former exotic dancer had been executed as a spy immediately provoked many rumours. One is that she blew a kiss to her executioners, although it is more likely that she blew a kiss to her lawyer, who was a witness to the execution and a former lover of hers. Her dying words were purported to be "Merci, monsieur". Another rumour claims that, in an attempt to distract her executioners, she flung open her coat and exposed her naked body. "Harlot, yes, but traitor, never," she is reported to have said. A 1934 New Yorker article, however, reported that at her execution she actually wore "a neat Amazonian tailored suit, specially made for the occasion, and a pair of new white gloves"[11] though another account indicates she wore the same suit, low-cut blouse and tricorn hat ensemble which had been picked out by her accusers for her to wear at trial, and which was still the only full, clean outfit which she had along in prison.[12]
The Frisian Museum at Leeuwarden, the Netherlands, exhibits a special 'Mata Hari Room'. This museum, located in Mata Hari's native town, is well-known for its scientific research on the life and career of Leeuwarden's world-famous citizen.
In this respect the Frisian Museum eagerly awaits the year 2017, when the French army will release its court-documents about Mata Hari's trial and execution.
The fact that almost immediately after her death questions rose about the justification of her execution, plus rumours about the way she acted during her execution set the story. The idea of an exotic dancer working as a lethal double agent, using her powers of seduction to extract military secrets from her many lovers fired popular imagination, set the legend and made Mata Hari an enduring archetype of the femme fatale.
Much of the enduring popularity is owed to the film entitled Mata Hari (1931) and starring Greta Garbo in the leading role. While based on real events in the life of Margaretha Zelle, the plot was largely fictional, appealing to the public appetite for fantasy at the expense of historical fact. Immensely successful as a form of entertainment, the exciting and romantic character in this film inspired subsequent generations of storytellers. Eventually, Mata Hari featured in more films, television series, and in video games -- but increasingly, it is only the use of Margaretha Zelle's famous stage name that bears any resemblance to the real character. Many books have been written about Mata Hari, some of them serious historical and biographical accounts, but many of them highly speculative.
| Actress | Character | Appearance | Date |
|---|---|---|---|
| Asta Nielsen | Mata Hari | Die Spionin | 1921 |
| Magda Sonja | " | Mata Hari, die Rote Tänzerin | 1927 |
| Greta Garbo | " | Mata Hari | 1931 |
| Lyda Roberti | "Mata Machree" based on Mata Hari. |
Million Dollar Legs | 1932 |
| - | "Hata Mari" | Plane Daffy | 1944 |
| – | "Mata Lopez" a parody of Mata Hari. |
The Phil Silvers Show | 1950s |
| Jean Vander Pyl | "Rocka Hara" a parody of Mata Hari. |
The Flintstones | 1960s |
| Joanna Pettet | "Mata Bond" the illegitimate child of Mata Hari and James Bond. |
Casino Royale | 1967 |
| Zsa Zsa Gabor | " | Up the Front | 1972 |
| Sylvia Kristel | " | Mata Hari | 1985 |
| Domiziana Giordano | " | "Paris, October 1916" (an episode of The Young Indiana Jones Chronicles) |
1993 |
| Michiko Neya Amanda Winn Lee (in English dubbing) |
Nancy Makuhari a clone of Mata Hari |
Read or Die | 2001 |
| Alyssa Milano | " | "Used Karma" (an episode of Charmed) |
2004 |
| Tamara Bleszynski | " | Sang Penari | 2007 |
In 1916 the renowned Dutch artist Isaac Israëls painted Mata Hari. His work of art is exhibited in the famous Kröller-Müller Museum at Otterlo, the Netherlands.
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