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SgtMunro
Soldier of the King
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Posted - July 19 2005 : 09:44:19 AM
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Do you want to experience the intense emotional experience of Braddock's Campaign against Fort Duquesne in 1755? Well, now you can, this July 23rd, at Old Bedford Village, the reenactment of Braddock's Defeat will take place!!!
http://braddocksdefeat.itgo.com/
Old Bedford Village is located just off of the Bedford Exit of the PA Turnpike (Old Exit #11). Directions to this reenactor-friendly site can be found on the above link. If you are in the neighborhood, stop on by and enjoy this once in a lifetime experience. Who knows, you will probably run into many a familiar face...
Your Most Humble Servant, The Sarge
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Serjeant-Major Duncan Munro Capt. Thos. Graham's Coy. 42nd Royal Highland Regiment of Foote (The Black Sheep of the Black Watch)
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Fitzhugh Williams
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Posted - July 19 2005 : 8:36:25 PM
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Je vous verrai là mon ami.
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Wilderness Woman
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Posted - July 20 2005 : 12:30:20 PM
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quote: Originally posted by SgtMunro
Do you want to experience the intense emotional experience of Braddock's Campaign against Fort Duquesne in 1755?
I surely do! Would that I could...
I was doing a little online research about Braddock's defeat, and came across the letter that 23 year old George Washington wrote to his mother soon after the battle. Nothing new, really, but interesting to read, nevertheless. Now I ask you: how many young 23 year old men today would call their mothers "Honored Madam"? Certainly not mine!
"HONORED MADAM: As I doubt not but you have heard of our defeat, and, perhaps, had it represented in a worse light, if possible, than it deserves, I have taken this earliest opportunity to give you some account of the engagement as it happened, within ten miles of the French fort, on Wednesday the 9th instant.
We marched to that place, without any considerable loss, having only now and then a straggler picked up by the French and scouting Indians. When we came there, we were attacked by a party of French and Indians, whose number, I am persuaded, did not exceed three hundred men; while ours consisted of about one thousand three hundred well-armed troops, chiefly regular soldiers, who were struck with such a panic that they behaved with more cowardice than it is possible to conceive. The officers behaved gallantly, in order to encourage their men, for which they suffered greatly, there being near sixty killed and wounded; a large proportion of the number we had.
The Virginia troops showed a good deal of bravery, and were nearly all killed; for I believe, out of three companies that were there, scarcely thirty men are left alive. Captain Peyrouny, and all his officers down to a corporal, were killed. Captain Polson had nearly as hard a fate, for only one of his was left. In short, the dastardly behavior of those they call regulars exposed all others, that were inclined to do their duty, to almost certain death; and, at last, in despite of all the efforts of the officers to the contrary, they ran, as sheep pursued by dogs, and it was impossible to rally them.
The General was wounded, of which he died three days after. Sir Peter Halket was killed in the field, where died many other brave officers. I luckily escaped without a wound, though I had four bullets through my coat, and two horses shot under me. Captains Orme and Morris, two of the aids-de-camp, were wounded early in the engagement, which rendered the duty harder upon me, as I was the only person then left to distribute the General's orders, which I was scarcely able to do, as I was not half recovered from a violent illness, that had confined me to my bed and a wagon for above ten days. I am still in a weak and feeble condition, which induces me to halt here two or three days in the hope of recovering a little strength, to enable me to proceed homewards; from whence, I fear, I shall not be able to stir till toward September; so that I shall not have the pleasure of seeing you till then, unless it be in Fairfax... I am, honored Madam, your most dutiful son." |
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SgtMunro
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Posted - July 21 2005 : 09:57:18 AM
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quote: Fitzhugh Williams said: Je vous verrai là mon ami.
Il sera bon de vous voir aussi bien, mon ami. Pardonnez mon francais, mais ma traduction est basee sur un cours mal enseigne d'ecole secondaire de sur il y a vingt ans. J'ai probablement baise vers le haut de la syntaxe, ainsi elle ne trouvera pas la traduction aussi bien.
quote: Wilderness Woman noted: Now I ask you: how many young 23 year old men today would call their mothers "Honored Madam"? Certainly not mine!
I agree WW, however speaking as a man, I find it unsafe to address any woman (Regardless of age) as 'Madam'. I usually get a better response from 'Miss', especially in professional settings
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Serjeant-Major Duncan Munro Capt. Thos. Graham's Coy. 42nd Royal Highland Regiment of Foote (The Black Sheep of the Black Watch)
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Seamus
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Posted - July 21 2005 : 10:09:18 AM
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Duncan, Lad! The port is packed, and we will be loading the wagons shortly for the expedition to Bedford, arriving in the afternoon tomorrow.
I am hoping those Mohicanlanders in attendance can meet somewhere, even if just for a few moments, during the weekend. I believe you, Rose, Fitz and I may be it, but if anyone else out there plans to be at OBV, please join us. Perhaps when we arrive, we can get together and pick a spot, post a notice in a "Publick" place, say on a post or something in the square in the Village. What say ye? |
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting '...holy sh*t ...what a ride!'
~~Mavis Leyrer, Seattle
Seamus
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SgtMunro
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Posted - July 21 2005 : 7:37:26 PM
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Excellent idea, Seamus!!! I say we meet near the stocks (rather fitting, wouldn't you say), next to the church at the front of the village. What say you, Fitz & Rose? As to a time, I would shoot for Friday evening, since most of us will be there by then. My company will be encamped, with Patarcity's Rangers, near the entrance in the grassy area next to the village vehicle gate. I'll be there tomorrow afternoon with young Clara & Flora. Lady Munro will be arriving, via special express (aka 'The Maroon Missile'), later in the evening.
Your Most Humble Servant, The Sarge
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Serjeant-Major Duncan Munro Capt. Thos. Graham's Coy. 42nd Royal Highland Regiment of Foote (The Black Sheep of the Black Watch)
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Seamus
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Posted - July 21 2005 : 7:48:28 PM
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Good idea, Lad! We'll be camped somewhere down there, with Weiser's Battn, the 1st Battalion PA.
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Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting '...holy sh*t ...what a ride!'
~~Mavis Leyrer, Seattle
Seamus
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Many Flags
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Seamus
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Posted - July 22 2005 : 05:48:33 AM
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Well, Flags, me dear Cousin, ye did find yer way back after all! I wish ye'd be joinin' us at Bedford, but I do understand.
T'is good to have ye back in the fold!! |
Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting '...holy sh*t ...what a ride!'
~~Mavis Leyrer, Seattle
Seamus
~~Aim small, hit the b*****d right between the eyes!~~ |
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SgtMunro
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Posted - July 22 2005 : 08:06:24 AM
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I agree Seamus, it would have been nice to have Herr Flags with us as well. At least I'll get to see his cousin, the sergeant-major, at Bushy Run in a few weeks. Another board member who we haven't heard from in a while (but who also lurks in the neighborhood) will be there this weekend as well; none other than my nephew, Ouisaw Kitehi (Young Native). Also, Lieutenant Fergus MacMillan (42ndNCO) should be there by Saturday night, that will give us six Mohicanland Memebers, close enough to have a mini-gathering...
...On to Fort Bedford, and God Save The King!!!
YMH&OS, The Sarge
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Serjeant-Major Duncan Munro Capt. Thos. Graham's Coy. 42nd Royal Highland Regiment of Foote (The Black Sheep of the Black Watch)
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Fitzhugh Williams
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Posted - August 29 2005 : 12:31:07 AM
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I was looking at the pictures on the Braddock's Defeat, and I thought that this one really captures what the original might have looked like. It reminds me of some of the 19th century paintings on the subject, only more accurate clothing. The British are just visible through the trees, the French Marines are on the right, and the Milice and Sauvage on the center and left. To a person trained in European line tactice and used to seeing well ordered, double and tripple lines of men firing at each other, this must have been something they were totally unprepared to deal with. I have read a lot of books about the 1754-55 campaigns and this sums them up.
Note: Left click on the image to make it bigger.
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