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[Below: William Joyce (third from right, back row), just ten years old, at St. Ignatius College, Galway.]
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[Below: A very young and handsome William Joyce]
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[Below: William Joyce after being slashed during a street fight with communists.]
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[Below: William Joyce]
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[Below: A young William Joyce.]
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[Below: William Joyce, bold and ready for the world.]
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[Below: Joyce's scar was from a communist who cowardly tried to slice his throat without warning.]
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[Below: William Joyce's German passport.]
[Below: German passport variation.]
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[Below: William Joyce calling to his fellow countrymen... WAKE-UP!]
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[Below: William Joyce had exceptional public speaking skills, he would often be a substitute speaker for Oswald Mosley.]
[Below: Larger version, but incomplete at his feet.]
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[Below: William and Margaret Joyce the day after their marriage in 1937. Instead of going on a honeymoon they canvassed for the B.U.F. in Shoreditch.]
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[Below: Oswald Mosley and William Joyce in better days (Joyce on far left).]
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[Below: William Joyce (front row, far right).]
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[Below: William Joyce.]
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[Below: William Joyce in front of the Reichs Chancellery in Berlin.]
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[Below: Full photo]
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[Below: A defiant William Joyce.]
[Below: Larger version, but lower quality.]
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[Below: William Joyce after his capture at the end of the war.]
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[Below photos: William Joyce, circa 1945, after his capture on May 28, 1945 by British soldiers. A Jewish interpreter shot him through both legs for 'reaching into his pockets'... he was producing his I.D. card! He remained a defiant supporter of Adolf Hitler until his end, less than one year later.]
[Below: Close-up]
[Below: The Evening Telegraph, May 29, 1945]
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[Below: A car carrying William Joyce leaving the House of Lords after his appeal was predictably adjourned.]
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[Below: The grave of the great William Joyce.
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The two instead went into hiding in the northern German countryside. Although it was like Armageddon for them, the two enjoyed one another's company, for at last they had time for love, their terrible battle over. Margaret remembered these times fondly, remembering William as being very 'sweet', their hours spent sitting in the forest -- remembering the good old days, and awaiting the end.
The two had first met at a British fascist rally in 1935. It was love at first sight, William proposed a few short weeks later. During their work in Germany both had been awarded medals by Hitler: he the Cross of War Merit, her the Civil Merit Medal.
[Above: The War Merit Cross]
The historian Nigel Farndale revealed evidence that suggested a deal was struck between Joyce and the British intelligence service, MI5. The deal: William Joyce's silence for his wife’s life, who was also in captivity at the time. They knew they had nothing on him, so they used threats and intimidation. William loved Margaret, and they knew it.
The day after William was murdered his wife was told by the governor of Holloway Prison that she must pack up her belongings. What little belongings she had that is, most of her things had already been stolen by 'souvenir hunters'.
She was ordered "returned to the Continent", the governor said, where he didn't know. The next morning she was driven under armed escort to Croydon airport for a flight to a military prison in Brussels. Two weeks later, Major J. F. E. Stephenson of MI5 sent a memorandum to the head of the British Intelligence Bureau there. It read:
The official reason Margaret was not tried and hanged along with her husband: she was a German citizen! What hypocrisy! To admit that Margaret was a German citizen is to admit that William was also!
A few days before he was murdered, on December 28, 1945, he wrote a letter to his friend Miss Scrimgeour:
Just days before his death, on New Year's Day, 1946, he wrote his beloved wife and comrade:
During his hanging his prominent scar burst open in a gory display. Blood ran down his body and pooled at his feet.
His last words before being murdered were: 'Not guilty'
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[Below: William Joyce's book 'Twilight Over England'. It was written in 1940 and published the same year in September. The English edition ran 100,000 copies, intended to be released in American and India. It was also released in Swedish and German. Twilight Over England was also distributed in P.O.W. camps. Below is a German release.]
I left England because I thought that victory which would preserve existing conditions would be more damaging to Britain than defeat.'
-William Joyce, National Socialism Now, 1937
-William Joyce
'DONA EIS REQUIEM' means 'GRANT THEM REST'...]
'It has been decided by the authorities in the UK not to prosecute this woman, in effect on compassionate grounds. There is no lack of evidence implicating her in the treasonable activities of her late husband; but the authorities do not think she need be punished further, and would like her to be returned to Germany as a German subject.'
"William Joyce, the sentence of the court upon you is that you be taken from this place... to a place of execution, and that you be there hanged by the neck until you be dead... And may the Lord have mercy on your soul."
'I trust, like you, that the works of my hand will flourish by my death; and I know that there are many who will keep my memory alive. The prayers which you and others have been saying for me have been and are a great source of strength to me: and I can tell you that I am completely at peace in my mind, fully resigned to God's will, and proud of have stood by my ideals to the last. I would certainly not change places either with my liquidators, or with those who have recanted. It is precisely for my ideals that I am to be killed. It is the force of ideals that the Hebrew masters of this country fear; almost everything else can be purchased by their money: and, as with the Third Reich, what they cannot buy, they seek to destroy: but I do entertain the hope that, before the very last second, the British public will awaken and save themselves. They have not much time now.'
'As I move nearer to the Edge of Beyond, my confidence in the final victory increases. How it will be achieved, I know not: but I never felt less inclined to pessimism, tho' Europe and this country will probably have to suffer terribly before the vindication of our ideals...'
'In death as in life, I defy the Jews, who caused this last war, and I defy the power of darkness which they represent. I warn the British people against the crushing Imperialism of the Soviet Union. May Britain be great once again and in the hour of greatest danger in The West, may the standard be raised from the dust, crowned with the words - You have conquered nevertheless. I am proud to die for my ideals and I am sorry for the sons of Britain who have died without knowing why.'