Colonial Campaigns Club (CCC)

To All present:
Gracious Lords, Fine Gentlemen of Distinction, Weak-Kneed New England Shopkeepers in Rebellion, Quaint Ignorant Savages, Soldiers living somewhere past the cliffs of Dover who think "Empire" means a decorative style unless led by a Corsican midget,

Salutations,

Whilst in the Command tent, after berating my aide Jessup for ordering <i>horse meat</i> for the Foxhounds (any fool knows a foxhound thrills at the ribeye cut of a fine steer, and will have nothing less if he is going to run down a few rebels bright and early in the morning...it's the crack of <i>dawn</i>, man!)I came upon some papers sent up from the family Plantation in Georgia. They are dispatches from my father, Major General (ret.) Sir Redmund Mullen to the High Command during the Seven Years War, and may shed a little light on why the Froggies have such a severe case of amnesia regarding "Empire".This is the first I have found, and as I come across others, I will post them outside the command Tent, forthwith. The first dispatch is as follows:

<i>To His Lordship, commanding the British Army on American Establishment, 9 O’clock in the morning, June 14, 1757.

Milord,

We have engaged the enemy this last 1/2 hour. My initial disposition of the battalions, to "show" the 44th foot to the enemy on the Hill overlooking the NE of the Plain has borne fruit. French Troops sallied from the Settlement across the raised plain, to be caught in a crescent of fire ranging from the Hill above to a streambed below. I emplaced cannon on the hill, behind the 44th, moving forward with them to look upon the plain only when the enemy had committed himself. We see French columns routing, and have killed multitudes but the day is not ours yet. The 45th is completing its maneuver, led by Brigadier Lawrence, to the Right of the 44th Foot, around the French left.

I have heard as well of a stiff fight in the Indian village to the NE from the Advanced Guard and the Colonial Rangers, and have sent to Light Infantry and the Grenadiers to finish this situation once and for all. This force will find the main French Body's left as well when the savages are dealt with there.

Our Indian allies are under attack in their village to the south, but I am using them as a "Cat's Paw" To draw French regulars from the main battle, but have reinforced them with the Delaware bands that have arrived.

I have heard word that our other Indian allies to the far west have met no resistance and will attack the main French settlement whilst the main force is engaged upon the plain. As for our ultimate success, I remain cautiously optimistic.

I remain yr mst humble svt.,

Maj. General Redmund Mullen, Commanding British Forces in the Field, from the heights overlooking the "Plains of Abraham"</i>

The rank brilliance of the Man. I am on the edge of my seat! No wonder he was granted land in Georgia for his services to the crown. If I come across any more of these chest pumping dispatches, I will post them without delay!

I Proudly Remain,