{"id":642,"date":"2020-06-17T10:41:35","date_gmt":"2020-06-17T15:41:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/?page_id=642"},"modified":"2022-07-13T12:50:03","modified_gmt":"2022-07-13T17:50:03","slug":"lagent-double","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/?page_id=642","title":{"rendered":"The Real Women of L&#8217;Agent Double"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/Screen-Shot-2018-06-19-at-2.02.53-PM.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/Screen-Shot-2018-06-19-at-2.02.53-PM.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-849\" width=\"238\" height=\"221\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/Screen-Shot-2018-06-19-at-2.02.53-PM.png 406w, https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/Screen-Shot-2018-06-19-at-2.02.53-PM-300x278.png 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 238px) 100vw, 238px\" \/><\/a><figcaption>Photograph of Marthe Cnockaert<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-full is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/640px-Marthe_Richard_aviatrice.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/640px-Marthe_Richard_aviatrice.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-848\" width=\"214\" height=\"299\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/640px-Marthe_Richard_aviatrice.jpg 640w, https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/07\/640px-Marthe_Richard_aviatrice-214x300.jpg 214w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 214px) 100vw, 214px\" \/><\/a><figcaption>Photograph of Marthe Richard\/ &#8220;Alouette&#8221;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.kitsergeant.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/08\/mata-hari-730x1024.jpg\" alt=\"This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is mata-hari-730x1024.jpg\" width=\"220\" height=\"308\"\/><figcaption>Photograph of Mata Hari <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h3 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Mata Hari<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Was she or wasn&#8217;t she a spy?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Margaretha Zelle <\/strong>was born on August 7, 1876 to Antje van der Meulen and Adam Zelle, the village hatter. She was the oldest child of four, and, despite her later claims, both of her parents were of Dutch descent.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Her father was a hat-maker, but like his daughter, preferred to live beyond his means, and his fellow Leeuwardeners nicknamed him the Baron. He had invested in oil shares at a time when coal ruled the world, and had completely wiped out his wife\u2019s meager inheritance before M\u2019greet was thirteen. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>After her father declared bankruptcy, he moved to Amsterdam\nto live with his mistress, taking two of M\u2019greet\u2019s two younger brothers with\nhim. She was left to take care of her heart-broken mother, who died eight\nmonths later.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>M\u2019greet bounced from family member to family member, finally moving to Sneek to live with her godfather, Mr. Visser. Visser decided that, since she had no dowry, she would have to learn to earn a living. She enrolled in school to become a kindergarten teacher, but a scandal with the headmaster, Wybrandus Haanstra, forced her to quit. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>This time she went to The Hague to live\nwith Mr. Taconis, an uncle. The eighteen-year-old M\u2019greet dreamed of another\nlife, a more exotic one, so when she spotted an advertisement stating, \u201cCaptain\nin the Army of the Indies, on leave in Holland, seeks wife with a character to\nhis taste, preferably with means,\u201d it seemed fate was knocking at her window. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The advertisement had been placed by a\nfriend of Captain Rudolf MacLeod, a nearly forty-year-old balding military\ncaptain recuperating from a bout of malaria he had caught at his base in the\nDutch East Indies. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>M\u2019greet answered the ad and included a\npicture of herself. MacLeod immediately wrote back and offered to meet her in\nfront of Amsterdam\u2019s Rijksmuseum. The two married on July 11, 1895. M\u2019greet was\nnot quite 19. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Their first child, a boy, was born on\nJanuary 30, 1897. They christened him Norman John. Shortly after their son\u2019s birth,\nthe couple relocated to the island of Java. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The marriage was not a happy one: MacLeod blamed his sensual wife, twenty years his junior, for his lack of promotion. It was socially acceptable at the time for men in the Dutch East Indies to have mistresses, and MacLeod had plenty. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>MacLeod was given a new posting in Malang in 1897, and things looked up: they had more money and MacLeod started sharing M\u2019greet\u2019s bed more. &nbsp;Another child, named Louise Jeanne, was born in May 1898. They nicknamed their daughter \u2018Non,\u2019 which was a shortening of <em>Nonah<\/em>, which meant \u201cLittle Miss\u201d in the local language.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In 1899, both children fell violently ill. At the time it was rumored that a servant poisoned them, but it was more likely a mercury treatment for syphilis that sickened them. It has been hypothesized that MacLeod gave M\u2019greet syphilis early in their marriage and she passed the disease on to her children congenitally. Norman John never recovered and died at the age of two. Non managed to survive, and they moved to a more remote post in Java. The marriage continued to deteriorate: MacLeod was drinking heavily, and accused M\u2019greet of being responsible for their son\u2019s death, sometimes even beating his wife. M\u2019greet talked openly of ending the marriage and returning to Europe, to live in Paris, for, in her own words, \u201cWhere else does a divorced woman go?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Want more of M&#8217;greet&#8217;s story? Read a fictionalized account (based on the true story of Mata Hari) in<a rel=\"noreferrer noopener\" aria-label=\" L'Agent Double: Spies and Martyrs in the Great War! (opens in a new tab)\" href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/B07V9WDL4J\/ref=as_li_ss_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;linkCode=ll1&amp;tag=variationwebsite0e-20&amp;linkId=39a90c8098b97037d176b0aa850548d8&amp;language=en_US\" target=\"_blank\"> L&#8217;Agent Double: Spies and Martyrs in the Great War!<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>SOURCES<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Craig, Mary, W. <em>A Tangled Web: Mata Hari Dancer, Courtesan, Spy<\/em>. Stroud: The History Press, 2017.&nbsp; <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Howe, Russel Warren.&nbsp;<em>Mata-Hari. The true story.<\/em>&nbsp;Dodd, Mead, &amp; Company, New York, 1986.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Shipman, Pat. <em>Femme Fatale: Love, Lies, and the Unknown Life of Mata Hari<\/em>. London,&nbsp;2007.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Mata Hari Was she or wasn&#8217;t she a spy? Margaretha Zelle was born on August 7, 1876 to Antje van der Meulen and Adam Zelle, the village hatter. She was the oldest child of four, and, despite her later claims, both of her parents were of Dutch descent. 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