Cheeky Actress

Lastly…this is our crewe….God Help Us…

Here is our very own Cutter; J. ‘Rateye’ Reiley – Ship Surgeon. Happy son of a gun, ain’t he? (Ah…yes, Captain Sterling…that’s your ‘legal’ works in his hand. Don’t think you’ll see that documentation any time soon!)

The Crewe of the Archangel Enjoyed a happy Saturday! With a slow start (delays with some of our crewe) we finally got in and had a lovely time. As you can see, here is our own Captain Pete Straw standing with the Archangel pennant. Cap’n Pete, it was a pleasure meeting you and spending time with you today. Those in our group take our hats off to you for spending a bit of time in our company. Such a good-hearty fellow with cunning wit and gracious manners! I do hope to make Port Washington next year…(yup! Checked the dates for 2007) and plan to attend, hopefully with our good Captain Sterling in tow. Speaking of which, Lady B., Johnny Tarr and Captain Sterling; we drank to your health and good fortune at the pub today. You all were missed very much.

LOL! Thanks for the words of encouragement about my attire. Fear not, I am not going to look too out of place. I do plan to go was a lower class wench (stays looking more late 1700s). Heck, if I were in better shape, I would wear my Pakistani belly-dancer outfit. (Which by the way is period correct). I know that belly-dancers are (were?) big down at the Texas Faires for a while. It’s funny how some Ren Faires are snobby about their visitors (or as we use to call them up in Oswego, NY - “Playtrons,”) being dressed properly in period correct attire. Heck, it’s all about having fun isn’t it? So, let’s have a bit of fun!

Lilly shutters with disgust. “Squirrels! She mutters in a harsh tone. “Horrid little beasts. I hate them; with their little twitchy noses and their big fluffy tails!”

Hypersensitive

Upon arriving back at the Inn, all three of the adventure-seeking crewe found their way upstairs to the Captain’s lodgings. Standing there looking somewhat surprised was Symms. “Where in God’s name have you all been?!” He said shouting back at the lot of them. "I've had the Lieutenant and the others set out to find you.” The Captain raised his hand to halt Symms in mid-sentence. “We are safe and here now…which is all that matters.” Symms eyed the Captain up and down. “Well then, I shall see if I can’t find something for the lot of you to eat.” As he walked past Lilly and noticed her nervously fidgeting. Symms shot a glance to the Captain, but the Captain shook his head and Symms left the room. Lilly sat on the edge of the bed waiting for someone to speak. In the silence, she spoke first. “Dear One,” She said in a low whisper. “Are you serious about keeping me guarded, like some criminal in the goal?” She watch Reiley’s eyes quickly glance over to the Captain.

Unbreakable

Really?!? Interesting insight...especially for the women of that time period.

Yes Kass, That's the other book that I read also, "1700 ..." Good sound stepping stone kind-of book for this time period. I learned a lot from it.

Hi Kass, Yes, you are correct about the strife between the two religion going on for much longer (and earlier, for that matter) than the GAofP, but as Rateye mentioned, and as you stated....we were only focusing on the GAofP time period. Kass, what other book do you know of, concentrated on the social climate of this time period. Restortation Londan was one...but for the life of me, I cannot remember the other one to save my life.

Well, the whole book was very good... There were topics on marriage, childbirth, social class, prostitution, death...you name it...they had it!

You bring up some good points, Rateye... From the time of Cromwell to the 1730s or so there was a lot of strife between Catholics and Protestants. And I am sure that there are several books out there that could go deep into this topic I just currently finished a book on the over-all social climate of the times. It's called, "Restoration London: Everyday Life in the 1660s". This really gave some insight into 'everything' a person would encounter in their every day lives. There was a chapter on religion

Hi Rateye, Well, good to hear that Fugawee took good care of you! It's always nice to know that there is still a sutler that will work with you and go the extra mile for you! As for your new leather shoes. Most leathers have a tendency to loosen a bit with wear. So may I suggest you walk about the house with them on for a couple hours each day to loosen them up. I seemed to have managed this with my 1700s slippers. It works. And it's best to break them in a little before a full day at the faire...or your dogs will be barking!

(Lilly shoots the Captain a look).... Kass, What wonderful news! I can tell you that attempting "Spaniel Ears" with isn't an easy thing to do. Though, this can't be the only style of available...I have a very high forehead and hate to display it. Any alternatives would be greatly appreciated.

Afterthought

In the past, Lilly had thought that her beloved Captain would do anything to keep her safe...even rescue her. Now all she could do is wait for something to happen. “How can he be so heartless towards me? We were concerned for his well being!” She thought to herself.

Mistress Lilly stopped struggling with Christophe when she was finally forced to stand before her captors. Soon, she quickly realized that it was Captain Sterling looking back at her. The pain in his face showed how grave the situation was affecting him at the moment. She knew that a good explanation was in order, but by the looks of things as of the moment, she would have to make sure that he story was one of sincerity and held by true convictions. She swallowed hard as she looked by her side. There standing with pistol to neck, was the young girl. She did not make a sound as the good doctor forced her forward. Yet, his remarks about her and her disposition were not taken very kindly. “Serves you right!” She hissed at Rieley. “We wouldn’t be in this mess if you cured the Captain in the first place!”

JohnnyTarr, Sorry to hear that we will miss the chance of meeting you this weekend. I plan to bring lots of film and promise to share a few 'choice shots' with those here. As for my dress...not sure yet. I've done 1580s before and now I need to know if my Faire kit still fits! It's been a few years. And dear Jib, Thank you for your 'insight' on some of those certain elements of the faire that might spoil the feeling of the event. But I am sure that this happens at every Faire. Once you add good drink to any faire event you are bound to end up with something 'strange' happening. I have quite a few tales regarding this...if only I had the time!

Hello Rateye! Here is a little something which I am sure you would find great value in. It is a book of great wealth...and as you can see...a very rare find! Read below...and do notice the price on such a wonderful find! Wafer, Lionel. VOYAGE DE MR. WAFER, Où l'on trouve la description de l'Isthme de l'Amérique. Publisher not stated. Paris? 1723. Most probably a volume in William Dampier's COLLECTION OF VOYAGES IN FOUR VOLUMES. Book is complete, tight and neat. Pages are numbered from P.146 to 381. Includes 2 folded hand colored maps & 5 folded plates (2 charts and 3 engravings). Rebacked in light brown cloth, raised leather gilt-engraved spine, paper age browned. The last three pages were professionally repaired affecting a few letters in text. Written in old French. Small format: 17 x 10. Folding map of the Isthmus of America and three folding plates of Indians. "An extremely interesting and valuable account of the people while they retained their primitive and savage freedom" (DNB). Mr Wafer was a surgeon who went to sea in 1677, buccaneering in the Caribbean, crossed the Isthmus of Panama (map), sailed on the Spanish West coast from Mexico to Chile, including the Galapagos islands (map). This book is our principal source of information of his exploits. On Wafer's return from a voyage to the East Indies, a gunpowder accident blew away most of his knee, and he was unable to keep up with his companions, a group of buccaneers. Wafer recuperated in an Indian village, observing and ultimately adopting many Indian customs. The plates show the Indians swinging in hammocks, letting blood, and engaging in a royal procession. Wafer's description of his meeting with English sailors on their return to the village is especially interesting: "I sat awhile, cringing upon my hams among the Indians, after their fashion, painted as they were, and all naked but only about the waist, and with my nose-piece hanging over my mouth. 'Twas the better part of an hour before one of the crew, looking more narrowly upon me, cried out, 'Here's our doctor,' and immediately all congratulated my arrival among them." Wing W193...........$1200.00

Wayward Ho!

Excellent!

There was an odd sweet scent clinging to the air, not overly pronounced, more as a ghostly tincture. Muscles tensed without instruction and left hand found smoothed wood grip, and ornate cock was pulled back gently with minute ominous click. Upon the aproach into the room Aurore was suddenly confronted by Mistress Lilly and Dr. Rieley. The air seemed to lay dead between the two women. No words were spoken as their eyes met for the first time. Lilly’s deep sapphire blue eyes drank in the image of the young woman before her. To Lilly, she looked like nothing more than a child, perhaps even the daughter of the estate’s owner. Though young, the girl had an unusual exotic air about her and she could tell she was not native to Jamaica. The girl stood still but the dark piercing eyes of Aurore showed amazement to finding them there. With Aurore grasping her pistol in hand, Lilly quickly looked over at Reiley. For a brief second, Lilly suddenly ran over to him and grabbed his pistol from his belt. There in the middle of the room Lilly held the pistol steady in Aurore’s direction. Now it was a stand off between them both. “Are you mad?! Give me that before you kill someone?!” Reiley asked angrily. “No,” said Lilly calmly. “And as you can see, by my quick thinking are both equal now.” With a bold movement, Lilly came closer to the girl. “I have a few questions I’d like answered, but first…you are going to get us out of here…all safe and sound. We need to get past those men and we need to reclaim what we came here for.” Reiley shook his head in amazement. “This is mad?! We cannot risk this!” “If it meant getting out of here dead or alive, what would you do?” Muttered Lilly as she continued to stare down the waif. The young girl looked at the both of them for a moment and in a soft low tone spoke directly to Mistress Lilly. “What is it that you wish to reclaim? What questions do you have for me?” As Reiley walked up close to the doorway and looked down the corridor, he motioned to Lilly. “We best leave now or we will never get out of here without being seen.” Lilly waved her hand to the good doctor then looked back at the waif. “I’ve come to collect my patron...my lover.” Aurore winced at the sound of the words. Reiley then came back to Lilly’s side and tried to delicately put the situation in a better light. “You see, Captain Sterling, that would be the blonde haired man with the scare upon his face, is not well and I fear that he will have a relapse if he in not placed under my care immediately. Therefore, you can see how desperate our situation is, Lady. I fear this has been nothing more than a nasty bit of misunderstanding. Please forgive the Mistress for she’s been under a lot of strain as of late.” It was then Lilly forced the issue. “Come now, you will promise that he is to be release unharmed.” It was then Aurore stood her ground. “It was I who took this stranger into my own home and nursed him well enough for him to stand on his own. Why do you think I would harm him?”

She's not the only one that fancies pearls, Kass. And seeing that pearls were the choice of jewlery back in this time period I will be sure to check your site. Oh, here's another question for you...What about period correct head wear for women? I think the English called them "Camodes" (sp) but the more popular name would have been a Fontage? These were made of lace and linen. Any chance you'll be making these lovely items, too?

Lilly gave the doctor a puzzled look. “What do you speak of?” It was then he pointed towards the edge of the windowsill. Slowly she turned and watched her beloved Captain stand with the two strangers. All the while the Captain never truly looked in any real danger. Three of them conversed and then the two men showed very little attention his presence for they were still very much concerned with the ‘intruders’. She turned and looked at Reiley. “What sort of charade is this? You say that these men are the sort of whom you are familiar with? So, do tell ‘doctor’ what sort of creatures are these men? And why in Heaven’s name would you consort with such men?” The doctor looked over at Lilly and pulled his hand over his forehead. “Mistress, this is neither the time nor the place to discuss neither my lot in life nor the ‘poor choices’ I have made. I will say this; these men are not one to take kindly to strangers. I fear that if they do find us here, no one will no what has become of us. So, for all that is holy, dear Mistress…just keep close, keep safe, and do keep quiet!” Mistress Lilly grew quiet. The good doctor’s words stung. She watched him draw himself to the window for a closer look. As he did, Lilly crawled back behind the couch and whispered to Reiley. “We must find a way out. That tall dark man will be back for me and God only knows what he’ll do if he finds you here too!”