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Laura Coughlin

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  1. The cold, dark waves splash hard

    On the rock teeth of the shore.

    The cold, harsh tide rolls in

    And the wind blows cold like before.

    Over the graves of sailors, the

    Harsh ocean's mouth's white foam

    Reaches with cold, foamy fingers

    Reaching towards harbor-town homes.

    The song of the sea sings sweetly

    Below- luring the young lads so brave

    Out to the cruel wide ocean-

    Out onto the hungry, cold waves.

    Away from the home of his father

    Away from his mother's warm arms

    Away from the home he grew up in

    To a strange world of danger and harm.

    The boy now dreams often of England and home

    And of his pretty young lass

    But the sky grows dark and the wind picks up

    And he hopes that the storm will soon pass.

    For the sun rose crimson that morning

    And the sea glowed a blood red.

    But they sail steadily on towards the New World

    Just as the captain had said.

    The wind mounts, the waves they reach up -

    Pulling the ship's bow down.

    Next morning a fishing boat out on the sea

    Finds the bodies of many who drowned.

    And a letter - half written- to a young English lass

    From her sailor lad out on the sea.

    "Darling, I'm coming home to you-

    Darling, please wait for me."

    "For the sea no longer calls me-

    My search for adventure is o'er.

    I want to come home and to love you-

    To return to England's fair shore."

    The fisherman reads teh letter

    A tear forms in his grey eye

    For the couple by death separated

    And for the others who died.

    Somewhere at home a dear mother

    And father wait for their son.

    He said he was coming home shortly,

    His sailing adventuring done.

    Somewhere in England a maiden

    Weeps silently all alone

    For the sailor she loved so dearly-

    The sailor who never came home.

    He promised to love and to hold her

    In many short letters she read-

    He promised her happiness plenty-

    The two were soon to be wed.

    The sea now sings softly to the maiden at night

    Calling her to come down below-

    Telling her tales of a brave young man -

    A sailor they both used to know.

  2. I had been looking online for some good boots to go with my garb until i read this post. I had a nice pair all picked out and everything. Now, if you all can help me, I have yet to find a place that sells period shoes. At all. Do you all have any recommendations?

  3. My husband and I are leathersmiths, and often get asked to "break in" new saddles, so the leather isn't so stiff. We use Fiebing's Saddle Soap (it has a conditioner built in, and can be obtained at most tack stores. Brown can with yellow lid.), and Chelsea Leather Food, which can be bought online at soccer supply stores. Chelsea's doesn't have the drawback of causing mold...but if mold does set in, a few days of sitting in direct sunlight will kill the mold, then it is just a matter of wiping it off. Just to be sure, if you ever wipe off anything that had mold on it, immediately wash the cloth in the wash machine, preferably with bleach.

  4. It'll be around the first of the year, mayhaps e'en February for me, but I'll put in an order for two o' the beauties and I don't even particularly care which design. Mayhaps one o' each. Send me a PM when ye get some to sell. And I'd say make a few coins on them, we're happy to be supportin' a fellow pirate!

    BTW, if ye don't have it now, get PayPal to juggle all the money which'll be headin' yer way.

  5. Happy Thanksgiving to all!

    May the Lord bless all who love us.

    For those who don't love us, may the Lord turn their hearts.

    And Lord, if you can't turn their hearts, then turn their knees...that we may know them by their limping!

    If you are sailng the seas this holiday, may the seas be calm and the winds be favorable!

  6. Greetings to all!

    I recently attended my first Pirate Festival (Southern Pirate Festival 2010) and had a blast! I joined up with the Cursed Few, and am stopping in to say hello to all of you.

    I am working on garb and the like, but could use pointers on language of the time and basics on interacting with children/normal people.

    Thank you all so much, and I look forward to getting to know you.

    Red Laura Coughlin

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