by edward | Sep 2, 2026 | Writing, Writing Prompts
The first in our Napoleonic Elite Cavalry series is of three Guard Chasseurs a Cheval.
Napoleon’s Elite Cavalry – Chasseurs a Cheval on a Sunday
Three Chasseur à Cheval de la Garde Imperiale, in Sunday “walking out” dress, Paris, between 1804 and 1814. They walk past a cafe called Au Tambour d’Arcole.
Napoleon’s Guard Chasseurs wore Hussar-style uniforms. They wear an under jacket called a dolman, and an outer jacket called a pelisse. Because it’s a Winter day, they wear the outer jackets buttoned up for the cold. In the Spring/Summer, the pelisse would be draped over the left shoulder. The troopers on the left and right wear green dolmans and breeches with tasseled Hussar boots. Their pelisses are red. The man in the center is a trumpeter. He wears different colors, to stand out in the line. That way, an officer giving orders knows here he is, so he can use his bugle to call out the commands. The trumpeter wears a blue dolman and breeches. His pelisse is rose colored.
The Chasseur on the left is a sous-officier, an NCO. The chevron on his pelisse indicate he is a maréchal des logis, a sergeant. His uniform has more gold lace and ornamentation.
The third Chasseur is a trooper. The lesser amount of gold lace and ornamentation of his uniform, and that of the trumpeter, indicates he is subordinate to the sous-officier.
So, the maréchal des logis is likely older than his companions. Napoleon’s army had two levels of sergeant. The maréchal des logis corresponds to the same rank in the modern French army (and US forces) as an E-5. The next rank was maréchal des logis chef, a modern E-8/E-9.
Headgear
All three men wear cocked hats rather than the big, cylindrical Colbacks worn on campaign. The colback offers protection from sabre cuts and bullets. Since they’re walking out in Paris, these men wear a lighter, simpler cocked hat, with plumes matching their uniforms.
All three men carry their sabres, as is required for walking-out dress, but not the ornate purse or sabretache that usually hangs from the sword belt.
Story Ideas
So, who are these men to each other? The sous-officier is several ranks higher than the trooper and trumpter. Are they related? Perhaps the senior man has been in Napoleon’s guides for years, and his younger brother, a musician, enlisted in the same regiment. Maybe the other trooper is a cousin, or perhaps just a friend in the same troop who came along on this lovely Paris afternoon.
Did they come to the regiment as skilled horsemen? Did they learn how to ride when they enlisted? The Chasseur à Cheval de la Garde were the Emperor’s personal bodyguards. A detail chasseurs and an officer accompanied him everywhere. The rest of the regiment stood in the line of battle, usually in reserve. Bonaparte would personally commit his Guard at tipping points in battles, to ensure victory.
While in Paris, the Chasseur à Cheval de la Garde participated in countless military parades and reviews, proud to serve their Emperor.
by edward | Aug 31, 2026 | Writing, Writing Prompts
These wonderful paintings by Lucien Rousselot are great #writingprompts.
Napoleonic paintings by Lucien Rousselot
Beginning next month, we’re presenting the art of Lucien Rousselot. He was a brilliant artist and “uniformologist.” While he painted the French Army through many periods, much of his work focuses on the uniforms of Bonaparte’s army.
Rousselot was quite prolific. So, we’re starting with some of the most exciting uniforms of the period. This collection, Napoleon’s Elite Cavalry: Cavalry of the Imperial Guard, 1804-1815, contains ninety-one plates of Bonaparte’s bravest and best-dressed officers and troops.
#WritingPrompts
These illustrations offer so much inspiration for not only analysts and military historians, but writers as well. Rousselot presents these soldiers in active scenes. They’re not merely standing still, posing for the artist. The plates offer the writer context, from riding in the field to walking in the park with a young lady on the arm. We see not only campaign uniforms but court and evening wear. We see combinations of officers, NCOs, and troopers. Rousselot gives us nobles on down to the guys in the line.
NOLA Connection
So, these plates depict French soldiers. What’s the tie-in to New Orleans? Consider two possibilities. First, we know a number of members of Napoleon’s army made their way to America, particularly New Orleans and the Gulf Coast. C.S. Forester even included a story about an encounter (after the war) between Horatio Hornblower and soldiers of the Grenadiers of the Imperial Guard, in “Admiral Hornblower in the West Indies.”
The second possibility ties into the origin story of the Napoleon House Restaurant in the Vieux Carré. You may know the story, how Nicholas Girod, mayor of New Orleans in 1814, and his friends took Bonaparte’s defeat and exile to Elba badly. They always said that someone should rescue the Emperor from Elba and bring him to New Orleans. Girod promised to give Bonaparte the family home, located on Chartres and St. Louis Streets. Bonaparte is part of the city’s romantic past.
Our approach
We’ll present Rousselot to you once a week. Posts will appear on NOLA History Guy blog, Patreon, and Substack, Eloquent Profanity, and the Book of Zucker. Since we consider these writing ideas, that’s the angle you’ll read. If you find the plates appealing from a technical or historic perspective, comment or email us and let’s discuss!
by edward | Dec 19, 2025 | Family, School Memories, Writing, Writing Prompts
Random photos often trigger memories, like a Tumblr image leading to memories of Mr. Stanley Canepa.
Mr. Stanley and the Men’s Department
I like to surf fashion-related blogs on Tumblr. They’re a treasure-trove of quick ideas that often work their way into stories. The photo above is one of those. This photo not only offered a writing idea, but also triggered a fond memory.
So, I posted the photo as one of my #writingprompts, a thought, a comment from the lady sitting at the table:
The trick to being left alone while sitting and reading is to make it look like you’re waiting for someone…
Then I noticed her bag.
YSL = Yves St. Laurent. It’s a brand whose reach extends from couture to department store. I chuckled as I passed by signs for YSL cologne at the front of the Dillard’s store in Lakeside Mall last week. That took me back to my days selling Men’s clothing at Maison Blanche in Clearview Shopping Center.
MB Clearview
That’s where Mr. Stanley comes into the story. Stan Canepa was a long-time Maison Blanche manager. He came to the Men’s departments at Clearview around 1979. Canepa was from Chalmette, a real Yat. When Men’s Furnishings started carrying YSL neckties, I remember him telling the ladies who worked up in that department to display the ties prominently. But Stan didn’t use a very French pronunciation for Yves St. Laurent. He said “Yves” as “Why-Vez.”
Now, I pretty much grew up in Gentilly while sleeping in Metairie. I didn’t know a lot of folks from Chalmette until I hit UNO as an undergraduate. The Yat accent was eye-opening at first, but you get used to it,, particularly when working regularly with a Chalmation. Mr. Stan’s absolute butchering of the French language was so perfectly New Orleans. So much so, when I saw that logo on the purse, it’s the first thing I thought of. Mr. Stanley was a smart guy–I learned a lot about people management just watching how he handled the department.
Christmas cheer
That brought me to an additional Stan Canepa memory. Back in 2012, when I wrote Maison Blanche Department Stores, I spent a bit of time up in the Special Collections section at the Main Branch of the New Orleans Public Library. Not only did they have a solid Vertical File on MB, they had almost every edition of “Shop Talk,” the store’s employee newsletter. I scanned many issues of “Shop Talk,” and read pretty much every one of them. In the process, a photo jumped out at me, from December, 1965. It’s the one up top. Here’s the caption, from Chapter 2:
Post-storm Christmas. Stanley Canepa, long-time Buyer for the Boy Scout department, posing with his family in their Chalmette home, December, 1965. Like many Maison Blanche families, the Canepas repaired their homes and life went on. (The author had the privilege of working for Mr. Canepa when he was Area Manager for Men’s wear at the Clearview store in 1979.) (NOPL)
The storm here was, Hurricane Betsy. Betsy hit New Orleans on 10-September-1965 as a Category 4 hurricane. St. Bernard Parish and the Lower Ninth Ward of the city bore the brunt of the wind and water. Finding this photo, thirty-three years after working with Mr. Stan (who had passed by that time), gave me pause. We endure hardship and keep going. I remember how happy we were to get back in our house after Katrina. The Canepas surely felt that way in 1965.
Hopefully we pass on our better angels to the next generation. Mr. Stanley certainly did that.
Shout-outs
Thanks to Wayne Everard, Archivist Emeritus, New Orleans Public Library, for being so accommodating to this geek author doing research up in his domain. Also, a recommendation: Feel free take inspiration from my ramblings, but if you really want to learn how to be a better writer, you absolutely want to follow Maurice Carlos Ruffin on Substack.
by edward | Aug 4, 2023 | Personal Log, Writing, Writing Prompts
My Personal Log for this week is a bit behind schedule. Imagine that.
Personal Log 20230804
I need to treat these log entries as self-care. IOW, practicing what I preach. I post inspirational memes that say, stop, work on yourself, then I start a three-part blog post on swimming pools for the history blog. Is that self-care? Arguably, but so is taking the time to stop and think. Maybe I’m stressing too much over a couple of days, I guess.
Trains
Y’all know I’m a railfan. I wear the “foamer” label as a badge of honor. I don’t apologize for it. One of the reasons I like the PJ’s Coffee on Canal Boulevard is its proximity to the “Back Belt,” the train tracks that run across the northern part of Orleans Parish. Originally built by the New Orleans Terminal Company, the Back Belt connects Jefferson Parish with the “five mile bridge” over Lake Pontchartrain. Canal Blvd. uses an underpass, so there’s no grade crossing. In fact, there are no grade crossings on the Back Belt in the city. It’s a wonderful train-watching location, even on furnace-like days in the summer.
So, I take a lot of pictures for the history blog and insta. While I record the occasional freight train, I regularly record the Amtrak Crescent. This is the train that runs from New Orleans to Penn Station in Manhattan. Trains from NOLA to NYC started in the 1890s. Southern Railway branded the route, “The Crescent” in 1925. When Amtrak took over in 1971, the national passenger rail corporation kept the Crescent.
It takes the train less than a minute to pass over Canal Blvd. I get up, record that minute, and then go back to work. Most days, Amtrak runs the regular consist, coaches, sleepers, and a cafe’ car. Some days, however, an engine with a special paint job pulls the train. Others feature a private railcar or two bringing up the rear. It’s sort of like panning for gold. You have to look (and in this case, record), to catch the nugget.
Earlier this week, I saw the Crescent coming, pretty much on-time, around 0925. I got up and saw AMTK 164, a GE “Genesis” engine in the lead. This particular engine bears an older livery, the “Phase IV” scheme. Amtrak painted it that way to mark the 40th anniversary of the railroad, in 2011. So, there was an empty parking space on the side of the coffee shop. The train approached and I had a solid angle for that special engine. Then I hear a bunch of horn honking. There’s only about 20 seconds left before the train goes by, so I ignore it.
I hear the horn stop and a car door opens and closes. A woman comes up to me, demanding I get out of the parking space so she can pull in.
Ten seconds left in the train’s passing.
I turn to face her, still recording (not really thinking about that, but I did want to finish the train). I said, I’m just trying to record the train. She says she knew that and asked if she would have to go into the property management office where she said she works and get the manager.
Knock yourself out, I’m thinking, since by now, the train was gone. I returned to my outside table around the corner of the building and continued writing.
It’s the first time I’ve ever recorded a Karen. I shared the video to a couple of Amtrak groups on the Book of Zucker, since the lead engine is of note, without editing the woman out. She amused some of the viewers.
Is there a moral to the story? I dunno. Actions have consequences? Careful when you’re having a bad day? For me, show some empathy? The encounter is now in the writing, as y’all will see later today.
Weekend intentions – kick off the Patreon content! Tomorrow we’ll drop the Prologue and Chapter 1 of “Hidden Talents,” the first of my Urban Fantasy novels. I’ll drop two chapters a month for folks at the $1 level on this website. We’ll also feature new content, a short story, monthly. When it’s time for the new novel, that may go in at a higher subscription level.
Be safe this weekend!
by edward | Nov 25, 2021 | Fantasy/Science Fiction Art, Steampunk, Writing Prompts
“Annabel” by Sergey Gurskly, cross-posted to Eloquent Profanity.
“Annabel”
This lady speaks to me! A young woman in a naval uniform, with walking stick and straight sword. The gloves and high boots make this a “walking out” uniform rather than something worn for a social event. The artist is Sergey Gurskiy.
Fantasy Navy
Annabel gives me Steampunk-y vibes. The style is Victorian, rather than Regency. The artist paints the uniform in a Continental style. While she’s clearly not wearing a British uniform, it’s subdued, in the Royal Navy style. Using a French or Russian uniform as the base would mean more gold lace.
I’m interpreting the epaulette in the British style. It rests on her left shoulder. That’s the position for a Master and Commander, rather than a Post Captain. An officer “made post” wore the single epaulette on the right.
Additionally, I don’t think Annabel is a wet-navy officer. I see this and think, she commands an airship. Maybe not a line-of-battle craft, but a small, nimble, patrol ship. Think HMS Hotspur, one of Hornblower’s early commands.
Android proportions
Annabel stands guard on my Google Pixel 4 phone. the portrait orientation fits better with the phone than a landscape monitor. In the style of a “duet” on TikTok, it would be fun to place this officer next to an airship of appropriate size. Then she can wind in and out of the sky, observing enemy positions and forces. She flies in the vanguard.
Of course, I have no idea if Mr. Gurskiy approves of such things. While TikTok’s TOS permits collabs, artists usually prefer to present their art as finished pieces.
Pixel 4
My Google Pixel 4 performs well. While Twitter acts up since the latest Android upgrade, other apps do just fine. Additionally, T-Mobile works fine for me, with the exception of Uptown New Orleans. That’s not the phone’s problem. The service just sucks up there. I think it’s one of the reasons I shy away from coffee shops in that neighborhood.
