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A Dispatch to General de Latte. . .

Schmitten, The Principality of Pillau-Zerbst

28 July 1768

My Dear General de Latté,

This letter is to inform you that my force and I will join your army in several days’ time just north of its current position. In my charge is a company of the Wolmar-Bock regiment, operating independently of its parent formation. The men, though ragged and somewhat course in temperament, are eager to join your army and will perform well in battle as I had the chance to observe some years ago when my regiment fought the Prussians in Pemerania. We were then in the service of Sweden. Both myPrince and colonel have asked me to relate that they will send additional companies if and when required in the interest of fostering closer ties between the Electorate of Zichenau and our own Principality of Pillau-Zerbst.

Your Faithful and Obedient Servant,

Captain Licentius von Meckern

Comments

Anonymous said…
Was von Meckern, perchance, originally an artillery officer?

"PLAY ANYTHING, SIR, JUST PLAY IT LOUD!!!"
Der Alte Fritz said…
It seems to be "Wacky Font Night" in Stollen.
Bluebear Jeff said…
Perhaps this mail has been intercepted by those lovely ladies who represent the Presipality of Monte-Cristo?

(note: I believe Jean-Louis should be back online within the week . . . let's give his agents credit in absentia.)


-- Jeff
...and the spell checker is off.... :o))))
NO, no. . . The name Licentius is deliberately misspelled to make it appear more "Latin" in form. ;-)

Best Regards,

Stokes

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