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pirates by Clifton seeney

La Cook!! By Clifton Seeney

11/1/2018

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Monsieur René and Captaine Redd were duly thrown in jail for trying to sell counterfeit jewelry to a local woman, who also happened to be the paramour of the Chief Gendarme.  René worked his charm on the cook, and soon passed us a message that all was ready on the inside. As our next step, one of our most ravishing cantinières, Mademoiselle Anne, took to visiting the prison, flirting with the guards, under the guise of a laundress.  She soon had the run of the place, and was able to signal René that the break was for that night.
The first element of our strategy was Anne; with this delightful person visiting the salle de garde, teasing and flirting her best, the guards would be much inclined to neglect their boring duties of watch and ward.  Meanwhile, we were going to blow open the front gate of the prison with one of our cannons. I had a number of the ex-royalists dress up in their old uniforms; this band of supposed émigrés loomed suddenly out of the darkness, nearly frightening the goggle-eyed sentry out of his wits, and shouted: "Open in the name of the King!  We come to free the Duc du Touquet!” (The Duc was the only prisoner of note held at the Montréal Prison). I was with a group of the Africans, leading them over the back wall of that Prison, while this spectacular distraction riveted the attention of the guards at the front. We found our way to the place where we had arranged to meet with the cantinières Anne, who then led us to the cell shared by the cook and René also Captaine Redd.  The Africans rendered the turnkey unconscious, and we soon had our men free! Returning over the wall with them all, we made our escape at the same time, as the gunners were blowing open the gate with the cannon, sending the terrified guards scurrying for cover.
The tocsin was sounding, and the village was in an uproar; we knew that we did not have long before reinforcements of mounted gendarmes and the National Guard would be on us.  We made a quick escape though the nearby woods to a prearranged place, where we changed into our regular uniforms, then headed back for the town, to appear as if we were there to help.  Once we reached the Prison, the chief gendarme asked us, "What is a large detail of mounted Artillerymen doing this far from the camp?” We solemnly explained to the policier that we were out on night maneuvers, and showed him an order from our commanding officer for us to do it in this area.  The prison guards, now freed from their earlier terror, were puffing out their chests and claiming they had beaten off an attack by a whole battalion, no, a regiment of the émigré army, with a battery of enormous siege-guns, and prevented the royalist devils from freeing the Duc du Touquet; surely they should all receive medals and commendations?
We now had our cook and Captaine; he was to prove that he had well deserved his prestigious former employment in the Royal kitchens.  (One can tell, looking at the portraits of Louis XVI, that our late monarch had appreciated good food.) One of the best cooks around!  Perhaps you are wondering why we went to so much trouble just to get a cook? You see, the second most important thing in an Army, after ammunition, is the science of cooking!
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    I was born or named in 1946 at an all Black Hospital in Baltimore named Provident Hospital on Division Street. I lived in Baltimore City until I was ten, then we moved to a mostly colored area of Baltimore County called Halthrope.  I went to grammar school in an integrated school in 1956. I graduated from Lansdowne High School, while in high school I was in the Navy Reserve and took many trips to other ports. I spent time in the Caribbean at a young age. While in high school, I could never pass English or composition Grammar, which meant I spent every summer in summer school when I was not on reserve duty. I was married in 1965 later divorced in 1980.  I had four children from this union. Later in life I was in a French Napoleonic War gamers club for twenty years, which I wrote many articles on this subject. I was also in the NWC (Napoleon War Game Club) an on line war game club where I went on to write my first book in Galveston in 2004, The New Adventures of Marbot an Online E- book.  I continued my writing once I meet my future wife, Melissa Mullings, we married in 2011.  These books are held in trust in Baltimore Maryland at the Black Heritage Parren J Mitchell Museum (Big Cliff I,II & III). Also my published book, Meet Sarah Green, a Woman of Purpose, which is on sale at Amazon and Xlibris. I am now the Grand Master of the Nubian Lodge #1 in Galveston, a Christian World Wide Nubian Church of Egypt.     

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