Cheeky Actress

A bit dazed. Boss lady took 1/2 day of work...I'm digging out from HER work.

Well...it will be fish and chips tonight. Mix winter veggies with cheese sause.

Good Heavens! How did I miss this thread? Hmm...Envy and Lust are pretty much neck 'n neck. Though, I would have to say that Pride and Greed would follow up to a close second.

Well, this is a first. I got yelled at by my doctor. Dr. Lady is concerned that I have dropped too much weight too quickly. ?!?? As of August of 2007, I was tipping the scales at 148 pounds. That’s a lot of weight for a small-framed person such as myself. Yet, this isn’t the heaviest weight I’ve been. In high school in my sophomore year I tipped the scales at 165 pounds. I did a check up about one week ago regarding a health issue that occurred in late January. After taking a my blood pressure and listening to my heart…she asked me to step on the scale. To my amazement it read 118 pounds …and that’s with clothes! Needless to say loosing 30 pounds in six months doesn’t seem like a lot, but Dr. Lady now is questioning my eating habits. I don’t have food issues! I LOVE FOOD. I just can’t win!

^ Various cooking and baking techniques, some dancing, but would love to learn how to knit (left-handed so I have to retain the brian!) < Very excited about the 2008 reenactment season...so much to do! V Is your first event of 2008 close or far away?

Thank you Red Maria, My local library did have it! Thank you again!

Red Maria, Thank you for suggesting the book, "Hubbub Filth, Noise & Stench, 1600-1770 / Emily Cockanye" Looks to be a most interesting read. I hope to find it at my local library. Though, if I cannot find it there I know I'll find it on Amazon.com! Thanks again.

It was barely dawn when Lilly looked out the kitchen window. She placed the last piece of bread into her basket. Once again, she had dressed herself in the guise of the old hag and was determined to make her way back into the prison. As she placed a piece of linen over her basket, she heard a sound behind her. “Morning. Off again?” Nelly Greene’s tone was light and airy – showing concern for Lilly’s actions. “I must.” Lilly muttered as she quickly picked up a jug of cider. “I cannot sit here and wait.” Lilly turned toward Nelly. “I suppose you think me foolish risking everything to see him." Her face fell at the thought of him in that place. “He is poorly and I fear the worst if he does not get any help soon.” Nelly lent against the door and rubbed her eyes clear of sleep. “Did your guise work the last time? Did no one question you?” Lilly drew her hood upon her head. “I am here standing in front of you, am I not? I do not think anyone suspects me for anything other than whom I pretend to be. I am grateful that my years upon the stage have assisted me in the matter. Fear not, I note your concern.” Lilly turned and looked at the other woman. “But if I do not return by the hour of nine, do send word to the ‘brotherhood’.” With that, Lilly quickly gathered up the basket and left through the back door of the house. It was a lonely walk down the cobblestones to the jail. In the darkness her thoughts turned back to the first time, she saw her Captain in his cell. At first, she was hesitant to the idea of disguising herself as an old crowne to gain access but Nelly Greene had assured Lilly that was the only way. No ordinary man nor woman would be granted access to see the condemned Captain. Lilly had done terrible things to obtain a little bit of coin, and although this act of mercy was more dangerous, she felt in her heart that it would be the right thing to do. She had only been able to look upon the Captain briefly the first time. He laid there in a miserable state. He had been beaten severely and his wounds had not been tended to. His clothes were tattered and soiled not just from the filth of the prison, but bodily waste as well. The smell was over powering. Yet, as he had stirred from his dreams, she had lent over and whispered his name. “John…John Sterling.” Then touched his face softly. He responded to the tender touch by whispering her name…not his child bride's. Quickly she had pressed her fingers to his lip to quiet him and his startled reaction at not finding his lover upon opening his eyes but some old witch had visible shaken him. "Shhh, now be still. I am here on behalf of that lady for she loves you and always will." "Give her my thanks. Tell her she is still in my heart." He could barely whisper the words, but this one tender act gave Lilly the hope she needed to proceed with her hazardous scheme. She managed to make her way through the front doors of the jail by muttering the name, Sebastian Devareaux, to the guard in charge. She watched him shudder as he quickly stood aside and let her pass. As she made her way past the gatehouse and the barracks, she soon found her way toward the jail. It was there a large, burly man stood guarding the door. With a gruff snort and a damning look, her stopped he in her path. “Here…where do ye think ye be going?” He muttered to Lilly, than spat at her feet. Lilly’s eyes narrowed and she let out a cackle. “Step aside fool! I have me work to do. I come to see the sea captain they claim murdered the Trade Winds' overseer. I bring him food and much needed care.” The man looked down at her and grunted his concerns. “No one sees him. ‘Tis the command of Master Pinion himself. He’s not to have any visitors unless by his consent.” “Pinion?” Muttered Lilly. That name rang familiar to her. She had seen his signature upon papers to Darnly in the last few weeks before she left him. There was always an air of secrecy about this man. Darnly would never say who he was or why he had correspondence with him, only that it was no concern of hers. These were business matters that she not worry herself with. Yet, she knew if Pinion was here in Port Royal, it was only because Darnly had sent him. The wheels in her mind began to turn and she now feared that she was walking into a trap. “Pinion? What do I care of him? I know of others who wish the condemned to be tend to. Or should I tell Sebastian Devareaux and his associates that you said otherwise?” It was at the very mention of Devareaux’s name that the guard’s face turned pale. “Devareaux? The devil, you say!” He stuttered in a hushed whisper. “Very well, come with me.” As the door opened to the jail, he took her down into the darkest part. A dark, dank place, which reeked with the stench of rotten food, prison illnesses, unkempt bodies and waste. The guard quickly took out his keys and looked over his shoulder. It was then he whispered back to her. “You have only a few moments. I shall keep watch, but for the love of God woman, be quick about your task!” The jail door opened and she was given a lamp to see by. There in the corner she saw him, curled up into a tight ball with no cloth or blanket to keep him warm. As she drew closer, she raised the lamp to see his face. The very sight nearly made her vomit. It appeared that he had been beaten again and that his condition had worsened. She quickly knelt down to examine him. His face was now bloodied. His left ear now stained with a dry path of blood. His hands had been bruised and his right leg showed a gash in it. "Why have they done this to you, Johnny?” She quickly went to task as to clean his face and tend to his other injuries. “It will be all right, Johnny. I’m here for you my love,” She whispered softly. With a nurturing touch, she bathed his injuries to his face first. She wiped way the blood gently as she could. It was then she heard her name again, ever so lightly, he called out for her. “Lilly…Lilly.” It was then his eyes struggled to open. “Tis I, Johnny. I am here.” “Lilly? My sweet dear Lil…” As Sterling finally focused upon the dark figure that hovered over him, a mask of confusion fell upon his battered features. “But..?! Who the hell are you?!”

To tell the truth, this event is just bound to get bigger! Per the quote on the Port Washington Pirate Website: Wow! That's one heck of a pull for an event less than 5 years old. Let's hope that this year's event will do even better.

Wow, Matusalem, what a great idea! I love it. I would love to know the 'story' behind the Headless Pyrate of Nyack. Is this something you plan to do for Halloween 2009 - and if so, in what venue? On your own property, through a Halloween event or an historical site which does a living history/fall harvest fest? I do love the area there. I have been to Sleepy Hallow and Cooperstown, but that was way back when I was in grade school. I whole area of the Hudson Valley is very romantic, but when the leaves fall and the cold winds of autumn come, that whole area gettings a little creepy! Captain Bo, what an interesting and wonderful thing to learn! Have you ever decided to make a trip to Sleepy Hollow, NY to see the grave sites or do further research on that side of the family? If you ever have a chance - go!

My apologies as well.

My apologies as well.

I need to learn to put down my toys when talking to you

My apologies as well.

*Sigh*...When will I ever learn! And to think I was trying so hard to be nice last night, too!

My apologies as well.

Nice! Strangely enough...it looks comfy, too! We needs a thick sole for those of us who walk on rock and coral ( )! Thanks for the Pictures and the information everyone!

Party!

Didn't say that Getty did have anything to do with your right foot, Captain. I'm just stating that in the last few weeks you've seem to be going through a lot physical trama. I know that you are in deep need of physical mending and comforting, Johnny. Please be careful...

That's not fair, Captain! It wasn't until I got your letter (aka email) that you were in the middle of a horrid master-mind scheme of your dog trying to take over the ship! I had no clue about what was going until you refused my attentions. My word, Sir. First your foot then your arms. Looks like the dog is winner thus far!

Well...from what I heard...the dog got his later that evening!

Good the hear, CapnJake! Looking at the schedule for this event...there is a great assortment of events/lectures to look into.

Well...Master Rage, if you are buying...A tankard of cider for me, please. Welcome to the Pub!

Thank you michaelsbagley for answering my questions. Any time line when this may happen?

Grogtini! Best served at a high-powered event with lots of good period music and dancing!