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The Thrilling Tales of a Remarkable Young Lady

Kate had just come into society, not yet sixteen, the daughter of an earl, when she unknowingly became a courier for the British Secret Service. Then, through circumstances and desire, their first Lady clandestine operative, carrying out tasks from 1849 to 1855.

Discover a little about those missions of high adventure. Join Kate as she uses her intellect, charm, and aplomb, and her brother's fantastic inventions, to work her way through each desperate situation.


Kate Tattersall Adventures in India, late Autumn 1849

In which the Adventuress, flushed with her early success, takes on a much more perilous tasking that would have been far beyond most ladies, or men, of her day.


Kate Tattersall Adventures in Ireland, Spring and Summer 1850

In which the Adventuress adopts a new disguise, experiences failure, and out of necessity acts most unladylike.

Content Advisory

Similar to the sensational Penny Dreadfuls of the Victorian era, these adventures contain mature themes and violence. We recommend them as suitable for young adults, and adults of all ages who are young at heart.



11 January 1847, Beaufort Manor, Somersetshire


A Young Lady’s 13th Birthday

Lady Katelyn Elizabeth Beaufort strolled slowly across the frost covered gravel, keeping her head up, but occasionally glancing down to admire her exquisite boots. Already taller than many women, and some men, the two inch heels of this white leather footwear provided a commanding height. It was the first day she had worn these boots, together with a new blue-grey wool riding habit, the jacket fashioned with fitted sleeves and neat velvet lapels, the skirt longer than the rest of her wardrobe. With the passing of another year Kat, as her friends and family knew her, wondered what changes would come with growing a year older.

“Good morning,…

Adventures & Tribulations of Lady Katelyn Elizabeth Beaufort

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“Tales as extracted from her diaries, beginning with her thirteenth birthday, and following through to her presentation as a débutante to Queen Victoria.”

For some time I have been considering posting a series of short stories about the two and a half years in which Kate grew from childhood to her coming out in the spring of 1849, which of course led to her marriage to Dr. Henry Tattersall. Readers have asked about this period of her life, and in particular some of the details alluded to in her little bio. As was typical for the mid 1800s, girls and boys were often expected to act adult at an early age. Kate had a great deal to learn, experienced…

Hussars, Dragoons, & Lancers; the glorious British cavalry of the mid 1800s

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“Horses are taught not by harshness but by gentleness.” Cavalry: Its History and Tactics, Captain L.E. Nolan, 1853.

Anyone who reads my articles will probably notice a leaning toward the military and in particular the cavalry; a tendency certainly understandable for a retired soldier with a love of horses. I received a request to do a piece about horse tack during the Victorian era, but the saddles, bridles, bits, and reins weren’t very different from modern English equestrian seats and accoutrements. However, the intricacies of the cavalry, which existed as common knowledge while Queen Victoria reigned, may prove a mystery to readers in our times. This article will serve as an explanation and glossary of the British horse soldiers and…

What a Delightful Habit; lovely Victorian ladies and their horse riding clothes

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Mankind’s love of horses is older than recorded time and continues today. Nothing compares to a gallop; your mount gliding swift and even, barely making contact with the ground, rider and steed as one, practically on wings. Early in the 1800s the male wardrobe was entirely designed around travel in a saddle. As the century wore on, infrastructure throughout Britain improved, people started to journey more by carriage, train, and finally automobiles. The clothing reflected this trend, but overall, most men could climb on a horse anytime, whatever they…