Posted by Red-Haired Lass on June 27, 2001 at 21:47:21:
In Reply to: Re: Post from Ft Will Henry posted by ros on June 27, 2001 at 19:22:10:
: Heathen, indeed. This Huron Hussie braved the taunts and teases of your brethren and proudly made coup. If I cannot have the ingredients of that liquid that makes you weak, I shall be sure there is not another drop for anyone else to drink. After all, it was quite a trek from the Carolinas to Huron land and the nights were cold and lonely. The liquid kept my bones warm and my mind reminiscent of nights around a fire and a tiki bar.
: And when, pray tell, is the battle of Carillon to be. I shall have to sneak in the stores again or perhaps persist in my efforts to obtain the recipe. Be forewarned! This Huron Hussie is persistent!
: Ros
And might I be addin' that just as persistent as the Huron Hussie is the Scottish tavern wenche. It would do the business at Bumppo's mighty fine would we tae be servin' this Ping elixir which from what I hear tell heals all manner of ruffled tempers, bruised flesh, heat exhaustion, frontier frustration, an' more...
Seein' as I've already offered all array of services an' products for this elixir (includin' a lifetime's supply o'Smooth Laddie Wax...) it seems it may just be left up to Scots intuition an'schemin' tae get what I want. So's I'd be hidin' yon receipt for Ping with all my might, laddies, an' lookin' over yer shoulderes on the trail, fer to be avoidin' perhaps some o'me relatives or perhaps the Red Haired Lasse herself searchin' fer the magical potion. I'm not above fightin' fer it...
Red
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: : Post from Ft Wil Henry, June 26, 1758
: : Sirs & Madams,
: : It is with thee deepest regret that i must report ye death of Lord Howe and the subsequent defeat of His Majesty's Crown forces at Carillon this recent past. Many a gallant lad has been lost to thee armies of Montcalm and his heathen allies since our last repast above the falls... a gentler time indeed.
: : Ye Major has unfortunately betaken a wound in the stomach, but with strict perseverance and an occasional tort of ye medicinal Ranger Ping, shall heal in good time. Be sure.
: : With me own eyes, I confirm the safe return of Pvt Chauncey, and Mssrs Seamus and Malcolm from the field of battle. I must also report the cowardly desertion of the humpback fellow with the rotten teeth. He will be captured forthwith and shot! My word on that.
: : Sadly, I pass on the ye the news of the death of ye young lad, Pvt Hurley, God rest his soul, a brave lad indeed, who was taken in our hasty retreat. Undoubtedly his fine scalp rests upon a pole this very night.
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: : Included within this most recent post, confusing I must say,is an account of the French Scout, Clabert. It has been reported that this fellow was carried off by ye camp followers of thee heathens, either laughing or screaming, the report is unclear; so I must assume his loin cloth is no doubt flying from a post in the heathen camp. May he have courage through this trying time.
: : And last, from the Quartermaster himself , the staggering news that the Majors Ping supply is missing. A dastardly piece of news indeed, but rest assured that ye Major will be steadfast in securing a resupply in hasty order. Although these culprits remain unknown, be confident that no blame will be laid at the skirts of ye ladies of ye camp.
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: : I must now bring this missive to an end as the post rider is ready to depart. I hope that with this report ye will understand me delay in writing any earlier dispatch to ye.
: : I leave ye now with me most gracious appreciation of ye warm hospitality and pleasant company.
: : I look forward to thee next campaign season and hope that ye will assist ye Crown in it's next attempt to carry the Fort at Carillon in the name of his most Brittanic Majesty.
: : I am and remain,
: : Yr Most humble and Obedient Servant,
: : Major Robert Rogers of His Majesty's independent companies of Rangers
: : Under thee command of His Excellency Lord Abercrombie Esq. Maj General and commander in Chief of his Majesty's forces in North america &c. &c.