#charles smith bottom rights

[thenoman-sland]

rdr2.

[stresscrimes]

guns used by mass killers, part 2

first row left side

James Holmes, Smith & Wesson M&P15 Sport semi-automatic rifle

Orlando Harris, Palmetto State Armory AR-15 style semiautomatic rifle

Gabriel Wortman, .223 Colt LE6940 semi-automatic rifle, Ruger Mini-14 semi-automatic rifle, .40-caliber Glock 23 Gen 3 pistol, 9mm Ruger P89 pistol, and 9mm Smith & Wesson 5946 pistol

Allen Ivanov, Ruger AR-556

Eduardo Sencion, Modified Norinco MAK-90

right side, first two rows, left to right

Caleb Sharpe, Colt 1903 Pistol

Asa Coon, .38-caliber Smith & Wesson Model 36 revolver

Christopher Curry (Jason Neo Bourne), .40-caliber Sig Sauer P226R

Jaylen Fryberg, .40-caliber Beretta Px4 Storm Subcompact semi-automatic handgun

Artyom Kazanstev, Two Makarov pistols

Huu Can Tran, Cobray M-11/9 semiautomatic pistol

left side, top to bottom, second row

Micah Johnson, Saiga AK-74 5.45×39mm semi-automatic rifle

Randy Stair/Andrew Blaze, Two pistol gripped 12-gauge Mossberg 500 pump-action shotguns

Charles Whitman, Remington 700 ADL 6mm, Universal M1 carbine, Remington Model 141 .35-caliber, Sears model 60 semi-automatic shotgun 12 gauge, S&W Model 19 .357 Magnum, Luger P08 9mm, Galesi-Brescia .25 ACP, and a Machete

right side, last row, top to bottom

Mauricio Garcia, Smith & Wesson M&P15

Connor Betts, Anderson Manufacturing AR-15 style pistol

Anders Breivik, Ruger Mini-14 rifle

John Allen Muhammad and Lee Boyd Malvo, Bushmaster XM-15 rifle

Shannon Gooden, Franklin Armory FAl-15 .300 caliber semi-automatic rifle with binary trigger

Ryan Palmeter, 5.56 NATO Palmetto State Armory PA-15 AR-15 style semiautomatic rifle

[mayweneverdie]

May I request maybe Charles smith and his s/o relaxing after a long day of work, laying together on their bedrolls next to the campfire 🫶

By the Fire

I’m actually so happy with all these requests omg

Cw: possible ooc

Notes: canon time, single space instead of double space to see how it formats

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A small sigh of relief escapes Charles lips as he sets the axe against the oak stump in front of him. He spent nearly the entire day doing chores. With everything done, he sauntered over to his things to grab a change of clothes, soap, and a cloth. He draped his clothes over his arm with the soap and cloth in his hand before heading towards a shady and hidden part of the lake to bathe.

Lake water never looked better than right now. He tossed his shirt to the side before kicking his pants off as well. One step and another before his waist is submerged. He took his time, making sure to get all the sweat and grime off his body and out of his hair. Once satisfied, he dunks under the water once to rid himself of the suds before getting out.

A cool breeze runs over his body as he dries himself, causing goosebumps to raise on his arms. Charles quickly dresses himself before heading back to camp, bringing his things with him. Just one more stop before he’s lying with you, which is just putting his soap away and placing his dirty clothes into a basket to be washed tomorrow.

Two hands snake their way around his waist, one hand holding the opposite wrist. Looking over his shoulder, Charles quickly realized it was you. He smiles softly to you before he wraps an arm around your shoulders.

“Fires warm, care to join me?” You ask with an inviting smile, threading your fingers into his damp hair, “I can comb your hair if you’d like.” You add on. Charles nods and kisses your forehead.

“I’d like that.” Charles murmurs into your hair before letting you go to get cozy on his bedroll. You grin with his acceptance and get behind him, kneeling a little so you can really see what you’re doing. The comb starts from the bottom, making sure any knots down there are gone before going up. For how much work he had accomplished, his hair was remarkably detangled.

To keep his hair from getting messy in the morning, you quickly braid it and tie the end up with a ribbon like string. You admire your work for a moment before kissing his cheek and laying in the bedroll next to him. You look up to him for a moment. He looked gorgeous with the fire glowing on his skin. Charles quickly noticed, but said nothing.

“Thank you.” He whispered to you with a soft smile. He takes a moment to admire the braid as well before laying with you. Everything felt so peaceful, nearly perfect. Javier’s guitar playing, crickets chirping, and the sound a breeze going through the summer leaves was all you need to feel your heart slow down. You began to hum with the song once you recognized it as Cielito Lindo. You didn’t quite understand the words, but they were pretty to hear nonetheless.

Noticing how happy you looked, Charles reaches his hand out to rest on your waist. He waits a few moments before pulling you near him. You had no qualms at all, you rather liked it. Eyes still closed, you get in closer to sleep in his hold. He quickly notices and kisses the top of your head before closing his eyes as well.

It was quite unusual for him to be so affectionate, but you didn’t mind one bit. His newfound affection lulled you right to sleep knowing nothing was wrong.

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I was in the middle of writing this and a certain someone liked my post and MADE ME LOSE ALL PROGRESS!! So i had to restart 😭. Also i just remembered i have to write for onward to canada, please give idea on what to write in next part pls n thx 🙏 also do yall prefer the single or double space between paragraphs?

[allzelemonz]

Red Dead Redemption Scenarios: Finger Sucking

Pronouns: None Mentioned Physical Sex: None Mentioned, implied AMAB Rating: M/Sexual themes Warnings: Finger sucking, allusions to anal sex, top reader

Abe: 

He’s teasing you. If it’s not a cuddle or an ‘innocent’ kiss then he simply brings your hand up to cup his face before he slowly moves it closer to his lips. He knows you love it and he loves it nearly as much. You don’t touch him in any other way, nor does he touch you. Watching him is more than enough to grow in anticipation. Still, his cheeks dust a little red when he first feels your hard on against his leg.

Bill Williamson: 

His face is redder than the shirt he’s shedding from his shoulders, but he happily takes your fingers all the way to the knuckle. Once his shirt is gone, he holds your hand in place, simply enjoying the feeling of your fingers in his mouth. His imagination drives him forward because he can picture the future, your fingers slick with his saliva stretching him out for something much more filling.

Charles Smith: 

He separates from the kiss, you hand already in his. Slowly and intentionally he takes them each one knuckle at a time. His eyes shine like he knows what watching him like this does to you. His tongue swirls around them before he takes them deeper, surprising you with the depth he can take. You could watch him do this forever. He has such a gentleness that contrasts the desperation of his movements and his strong hand on your wrist makes you never want to move.

Colm O’Driscoll: 

He grips your hand, bringing it to his lips and slowly pressing fingers inside. His other hand pins you down but he allows you the slight freedom of grinding up against him. One at a time he swirls his tongue over each finger and you wonder what he plans to have you do with them when he’s done.

Kieran Duffy: 

He’s slow, savoring the way you look at him as his cheeks dust pink and he sucks softly along each knuckle. He doesn’t particularly want it to end. The way you hold him and gently urge his tongue along your fingers makes him harden at a comfortable pace and he loves the feeling of you doing the same against his leg.

Micah Bell: 

Micah’s back hits the tree and he grins as you pin him. You trace a few fingers along his bottom lip and he takes them greedily, always eager. His hips move against you, rutting as he swirls his tongue over each digit in his mouth. Spit collects, leaking out onto his chin, but he doesn’t care. He moans around them as you grind against him just right. You’d almost think he enjoys this more than what follows.

Sean MacGuire: 

He takes them with a knowing hunger, doing everything he can to move things along because he knows he’s not going to last if you get to teasing him. His tongue moves expertly along your fingers, coating them with an experience he acquired with only a few occurrences. He knows to keep your attention as he gets them fully coated. He grinds against you and moans around your fingers. Anything to get you to fuck him with those fingers as soon as he’s done with them.

[eliaca]

Saskia Reeves Breaks Down Jackson Lamb’s Shocking Betrayal

TheWrap: At first, Catherine is very touched that Lamb has come to her rescue. And then he tells her that her late boss was a traitor who was setting her up to take the fall for him. That’s a huge, huge betrayal.

Saskia Reeves: Yeah. It’s a shocking moment for her. Which is why I think she says, if you don’t mind my French, “F,U. Jackson Lamb, f—k the lot of you.” I think she’s just had it, that’s it. She’s had enough. And Catherine never swears. Jackson Lamb swears all the time, but she never swears. So that was quite a big thing for her to do that.

So of all the things that Lamb says to Catherine, what do you think was the most hurtful?

That Charles was only keeping her close because she was a drunk. [Lamb] helped her go to rehab. He helped her, she thought, recover. And I think after Charles Partner was killed, or when he committed suicide, as she thinks, she fell off the wagon a few times.

Lamb tells her, doesn’t he, in the end of Season 1 that he gave Charles Partner the gun. But she always blamed herself for his death. And she falls off the wagon, and then gets back on it because otherwise she’d probably kill herself.

And that’s when Lamb picks her up and says, “Okay, I’m going to offer you a job.” I imagine her self-esteem is very low. It’s a job that she can do incredibly well. She hasn’t sunk to the bottom like all the other [agents in Slough House].

She really gets a chance to shine this season as she gains the trust of her kidnappers and mines them for information.

I don’t know if anybody would have quite approached it the way she did. Knowing what she knows, and getting sort of caught up in their emotional reason why they need the information that they need. You have to remember she’s not a spy. She’s a secretary, a very, very good secretary.

Do you think Lamb is actually fond of her?

Yes. They’ve been part of MI5 since before the [Berlin] wall came down, they’ve been through so much together. They know the same people from before. And they’re both more analog than digital. She knows [he used to be an] exemplary member of MI5. And he knows her to be an incredibly experienced supporter of the head of MI5. I think he respects her, but he’s also a frightful bully and, and in some areas, a coward who doesn’t want to face his own alcoholism.

So he pushes her, he keeps pushing her to see how far she’ll go, to test her. I think she interprets that as, “He’s trying to break me. He’s trying to push me off the wagon, and I refuse to be pushed off the wagon.” And the longer she stays sober, the stronger she gets. And I love how strong she is. She’s very smart. And she’s kind but she’s f—ked up. Which is what holds them all together, isn’t it?

He has one one big secret left: As the viewers already know, he was the one who killed Charles.

Right. That hasn’t come out yet. Which is why when she asks him, “Do we kill our own?,” she’s not aware of how close she is to the truth.

I haven’t read the books but I assume that does come out at some point.

It does come out, but I can’t remember which book it happens in. I’ve read them all a few times.

Actually, it’s a conversation I want to have with the showrunner Will Smith. What are we going to do with this piece of humming knowledge, this thing that won’t go away? This thing that Jackson did, but he did it under the umbrella of David Cartwright (Jonathan Pryce). And that relationship will be unfolded in Season 4.

We get a few glimpses of Catherine in the Season 4 teaser trailer. Will we see her back at Slough House?

I can’t say anything!

Source: Sharon Knolle - The Wrap

[zapvendo]

tried to study charles, not sure if captured his essence..

[ID: A digital headshot drawing of Charles Smith from Red Dead Redemption 2. The drawing is of his profile, with his eye aimed at the viewer. Charles has stubble, dark brown skin, a scar on his jawline and long black hair resting on his shoulders. He wears a white shirt with a brown vest in the reference but in the drawing, the clothing isn't colored in. There are sparkle emojis next to his hair and forehead, while a sketch of an opossum character admires him. The opossum is a stand in for the artist. The background is light gray and a reference image of Charles Smith sits in the bottom right corner. End ID]

[bubbleonice]

List of future tarot/oracle readings:

Following is the updated list of future tarot readings. I won’t be adding new ones to it until I am totally done with this current list. I have many requests still in my pm, so the reason you might not have recieved a reply from me is because I need to finish this current list first. However I do try to reply quick questions from previous readings if anything needs clarifying.

The more spesific you are with your request, the more likely I can use the right approach for searching for answers. Otherwise, it will be just a general energy reading.

- Carlos Sainz / Rebecca Donaldson / Isa Hernaez

- Evan Peters

-Ross Mcdonald

-Charles leclerc

-Ben Barnes

-Henry Cavill

-Matt Smith

-Aron Taylor Johnson and marriage

-Shawn Mendes and Sabrina Carpenter

- choi Siwon

- Evan Peters and Haley Lu Richardson

- Vinne Hacker Ideal type.

-Joe Burrow and girlfriend

-Harry Style’s ideal type.

-Prince Harry and Meghan Markle

-Bill Skarsgard ideal type.

And to all my followers, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for following my page and for requesting my services. I am a private tarot reading who do personal readings as a second profession, but nit here on tumblr. I made this tumblr account for celeb tarot readings to keep my knowledge and learning intact. And also to keep connection with my energies to my cards and my intuition. It helps me develope my abiliites to interpret the cards more and more.

I am doing this as a hobby and for fun. So please follow my account and my readings with an open mind and positivity. Thank you❤️

[samsamindisneyland]

In Defense of Cordelia Carstairs

I haven't finished reading the book but because I am incredibly impatient, I have read so many spoilers that it feels as if I have. (For reference I believe that I am almost half way through.) That being said, I may change my mind on this take after finishing the book. 

*WARNING SPOILERS FOR TLH AHEAD*

Cordelia is catching a lot of flack right now. People arent liking her in this book as much as they did in the previous ones and while I understand that in some instances, I dont think people are looking at her situation as a whole while reading. In the past several weeks she has (spoiler alert, seriously stop reading now if you haven't read Chain of Gold, Chain of Iron and/or Chain of Thorns):

Lost her father who she had an extremally complicated relationship with.

Witnessed her mother begin to experience a high risk pregnancy because of the stress of her father dying

Witnessed her brother get his heart broken which, she has shown concern about on a number of occasions (people keep saying she doesn't care and to that I say: you seem to forget that she was literally running interference every time Charles so much as looked at her brother in Chain of Iron and encourages him at several points in Chain of Thorns to pursue happiness with Thomas.)

Believed she was being singled out to become a hero and was doing something great by swearing alligance to Wayland the Smith and having that thrown back into her face by discovering that she is now the Paladin of a greater demon. 

Lost the future she thought she would have in becoming Lucie’s Parabatai because she is now the Paladin of a greater demon.

Begun to hope that James had feelings for her but then witnessed him embracing the women that she believes he truly loves, thereby having her heart and hopes crushed.

Thought she was going to Paris to heal and take her mind off of things only to be immediately lied to by Matthew which she finds out about at the same time that James comes to tell her that he loves him. Which given what she knows about the situation must be incredibly confusing. 

You guys... that's a lot for a single person to go through. Imagine the worst moments of your life, all compiled into a span of a few weeks and ask yourself: do you think you would be on your best behavior? I know that I wouldn't be.

I will concede that the Cordelia/Matthew/James love triangle has been incredibly annoying to read. Out of all the issues she is facing in her life, I would put “which cute boy do I love?” at the bottom of the list. However since this is a romance novel of sorts I wont speak too much to my annoyance on this particular plotline being overly focused on.

I will also concede that her treatment of Matthew is just shitty honestly. I dont think that she feelings for him at any point. Matthew is a distraction and honestly the way she lead him on was incredibly mean. The moment she started thinking about James while they kissed she should have said something. I will say Matthew straight up lying to her about the drinking was shitty as well. He should have been honest with her but I can understand his thinking more than hers. He is an addict which is a sickness.

As to the whole James situation: she doesn't have the benefit of knowing what we know as the reader. Yes, it is incredibly frustrating for us to watch her hem and haw about her feelings for James because we know the truth of the matter. She does not. In her mind, James’s feelings are sudden and confusing. Just a few days ago he was in their house embracing Grace and thanking god that she wasn't going to marry Charles and now, suddenly, he hates Grace and loves her. He offers her absolutley no explanation on why this would be. What would you think in that situation? I dont know that I would jump to “he only wants me because he cant have me,” but I would be angry and confused.

I'm not saying that I think she is right in doing and saying the things she does in the book (especially towards Lucie) but I also dont completely blame her. She has also been lied to so many times (her fathers alcoholism, Jame’s feelings, Matthew’s drinking, etc) that I am not surprised that she is suddenly suspicious of everyone’s motivations. Which I’m sure she would have debunked herself if she had the time to really stop and think about it. Her life has been thrown on its ear and I dont think she knows how to cope or is taking a moment to stop and think. Nor has she really had the time to do so with the whole Belial/Lilith situation. 

I know that there are more grievances that people have but again I haven't finished the book so I dont really have an opinion and I may change my mind about all of this later on. Kudos to anyone who made it all the way to the bottom of this rambling post. Let me know your thoughts :) 

[studio-des-br]

Dopp Kit’s History

Posted by John Anthony Law for Copper River Bag Company on 1st Nov 2022

What in the world is a Dopp Kit you ask? I had the same question when we here at Copper River Bag Co introduced our Dopp Kit with our new line of travel bags. After I did a little research, this kit made perfect sense to me and I absolutely had to get one for myself. A Dopp Kit is a small toiletry bag used by both men and women to store grooming supplies. Simple, right? And even more so practical - the more and more I read about it ��� the more and more I found that everyone should have one, especially me.

Charles Doppelt, a leather-smith from Germany invented this handy little bag made out of leather back in the early 20th century. It was introduced as a “toilet bag”, however, over the years, a more appropriate name of “Dopp Kit” became more and more widely used. In American culture, the word "toilet" has more of a dirty connotation to it. During the second world war, the Dopp kit became widely popular as these kits were introduced into the military. Samsonite purchased Doppelt's company in the 1970s in order to produce and register a trademark on the Dopp kit.

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So now that we have a little bit of history on the Dopp Kit, let's talk about some of the uses. Of course, the toiletry bag can be used for its intended use: to store all of your grooming supplies, shaving supplies (for the gentlemen), make-up (for the women...or hey, the men too), toothpaste, deodorant, lotion, shampoo and any other supplies you might need to have within arm's reach while preparing for the day. But overall, in today's day and age, the kit can be used for many other things. Basically, it can be used for anything to keep you organized; can be easily stored in your car, snugly in your suitcase, or carried around as an accessory item.

When traveling, whether it be for an overnight trip at Grandma's or a week long trip across the country, storing your toiletry supplies is essential. They can get messy and there's nothing more frustrating than to find that your toothpaste has exploded onto your freshly dry-cleaned garments, or having to unpack your entire duffel bag because your razor has mysteriously fallen to the bottom of the bag - or, in my case - inside of a sock (yes, this happens often, I don't know why...but not anymore!). So this is why it's important (and classy) to have a nice little organization to sometimes hectic traveling.

What are Dopp Kits made out of? Of course, the first dopp kit was invented out of leather but as time went on may other materials constructed this handy little bag. Sometimes very cheaply. When we here at Copper River Bag Co launched our travel bag line, we searched for some of the best materials out there. It was decided that an 18oz cotton duck material which is water resistant and will not tear on you would be the most practical for today's world. Inside of the kits are two organizational compartments, so that you can organize the toiletries appropriately for easy access. The rust-proof zipper makes the interior easy-to-access without the struggle that comes with lower quality zippers. Easy to grab and go with a Chocolate Lattigo leather handle on one side of the bag also adds a nice visual accent.

Our Dopp kits have a balanced mix convenience and classiness that fits in perfect with what we need when on the road or, of course, when in the bathroom. There's no way you can go wrong when you're super organized during your travels – no matter if it's down the street or on the other side of the world.

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[the-firebird69]

I started to think of something he went to prison and he was in there for years was over a feud and basically the women were kind of killing the women and the same Charles Smith Charles Manson would go to prison for his woman getting killed and his roommate in prison was there for the others getting killed and that's what was happening and they fight each other I guess and they had a feud but that's completely internal it's almost like saying his clan and my clan fighting as in the women and it was not like that so I look further into it and it was his clan dominating the other one but you know they would fight back a little and I can't find any Grand analogy it really fits we don't have our people fighting each other we don't

Hera

It's true doesn't seem to be one but they say it all the time his roommates with Sean and he was in prisons supposedly so he pulled this thing with Colleen and Brenda and they switched and the max broke up our son and Colleen so Jen moved in on it same girl and they can tell at all and the thing is they may have actually planned that a little but there's really a visit analogy there is an analogy and it was supposedly our sons wife and women going after Sean's and Trump was actually doing it and we think the clone it turns out that's what it was but we didn't figure out that the max were doing it and they're having him clone so Trump showed up at the house I said no what's going on hand over the kids and they said no and it said yeah instead of course not us s*** of course not you'll be on a bonfire and he said I'll be in a bonfire you'll be right on top of the bonfire that's the place you don't want to be so he said how you going to do that say don't you worry about that and so you stop talking for a while and it was too late so the days went on into years and he started to think about it and he said it's very stupid thing to say and the analogy was that our son would be with his wife and having her in the girls do stuff and they'll get caught but it's two cops and he doesn't recognize them and they knew who he was and they kept up the acts and the signal sorts of stuff and her son doesn't go to prison and he doesn't go to prison with Sean or anyone so we're wondering what the hell that was and what they're trying to do is make him look like a demon and they did and their pressuring him all the time and a son say they take someone an orphan in a isolated and they try and program and push around it's different than someone asking and it's true after all these years you say thank you no and he's still very mean but this is what is going on is an analogy it's really they're saying that his and is like his and so he's gone I can't he's going I can't believe they're doing this stupid s*** to me and putting his kids through this and expecting something and a lot of people are talking about it saying that these bags are nuts and even the house is going to be in the house it's way too big you can't see end-to-end or atop The bottom and he probably have to have cameras and sensors big dog hey this ridiculous stuff they carry on okay they carry on and they carry on and Non-Stop so we are going after them and pretty good too they were going to take them down right now we have a plan to take them out and really that's the Mac proper a lot of people have a plan now to do that they're just unreasonable they have a plan to do all sorts of stuff to our son and the economy they want to gas it up and deflated a little gas it up you know I keep messing around with it and we're not going to let him we won't let them we have a plan for him to live in these castles and it's strange for people that it's true we're going to have to start talking about this more this is a horrible subject they're up to here the analogy carries towards our people and the trial and so forth and screwing around with him is analogous 2 hours and we wanted to change we don't want to lifestyle for our people they were going to have to break it and we do that we do know what he's saying we have announcements and it is changing and we will post them momentarily

Thor Freya

Olympus

Zues Hera

[blinkaholik1]

Reliquary Continued

Recent Acquisition As the foremost Italian cabinetmaker of the 18th century, Pietro Piffeti was in the service of the royal House of Savory for over 40 years. Piffetti’s works are remarkable for their technical skill; the intricate marquetry decoration on this prie-dieu is all the more impressive when one considers the difficulty of veneering curved surfaces. Thes prie-dieu-a kneeling bench used at home for personal devotion - was most likely made for the youngest son of Carl Emmanuel III, King of Sardinia, for use in the Palace of Venaria, the family’s hunting lodge outside Turin. A door in the center of the prie-dieu conceals a small cabinet for a rosary and prayer books, and the drawer at the base would have held a padded kneeler. The interiors of the cabinet retains its original pink paint; popular in the mid-18th century, the color pink did not yet have the feminine associations it does today. Door About 1750 Design attributed to Giovanni Domenico Tiepolo (Italian, 1727-1804) Venice Wood, gessoed and lacquered with polychrome decoration and gilding Bessie Bennett Endowment, 1953.461 Side Chair About 1740 Giles Grendey (English, 1693-1780) London Walnut and 18th-century, replaced upholstery Gift of the Antiquarian Society, through the Mrs. Edgar J. Uihlein Fund, 1983.718 Desk and Bookcase 1732 John Kirkhoffer (Irish, born Germany, active 1730s) Dublin Walnut, holly, mirror glaze, and brass Gift of Robert Allerton, 1957.200 When this walnut desk and bookcase was purchased by the Art Institute of Chicago in 1957, it was described by the dealer as “English, about 1710.” Only recently have the name of the maker and date, “John Kirkhoffer Facit [sic] 1732,” been found inscribed in pencil on the bottom of the lower right drawer. As the oldest known piece of signed and dated Irish furniture, it has become a Rosetta Stone for attributing other closely related examples of Dublin cabinetary, especially those notable for their use of similar marquetry inlay. Candelabra, 1700/20 England Glass Gift of Mr. and Mrs. John H. Bryan, 2012.866 Seated Buddist Cult Figure and Potpourri Vase, c. 1740 France Chantilly Porcelain Factory (founded c. 1725) Soft-paste porcelain Gift of Mrs. Hareold C. Smith and the Antiuarian Society, 1969.225 The Louis Smith Bross Gallery (206-234B) Coffer 1700/20 Attributed to Andres-Charles Boulle (French, 1642-1732) Paris Oak, tortoiseshell, brass, gilt copper, pewter, ebony, and gilt-bronze mounts Michael A. Bradshaw and Kenneth S. Harris, Eloise W. Martin, Richard T. Crane. Jr., Memorial, and European Decorative Arts Purchase funds; through prior acquisitions of Mrs. C. H. Boissevain in memory of Henry C. Dangler, Kate S. Buckingham Endowment, David Dangler, Harold T. Martin, and Katherine Field-Rodman, 2001.54 Looking Glass About 1700 Probably London Gessoedand gilt pine, verre eglomise (reverse-pained glass), gilding, and mirror glass Gift of Mr. and Mrs. L. W. Colburn, 1968.424

[xtruss]

Photos: From ‘Innocent Prince’ to ‘Adulterer & Killer King,’ The Filthy Life of Charles III

As King Charles settles into his new role, Al Jazeera takes a look at his life through photos.

— In Pictures | Gallery | 01 May, 2023 | Al-Jazeera

Back when he was still Prince of Wales, Charles opened parliament for the first time on May 10, 2022, and reads the Queen's Speech on behalf of his ailing mother. File: Alastair Grant/WPA pool/Getty Images

Britain’s 74-year-old King Charles III, who will be crowned on Saturday, was the oldest sovereign to take the throne in a lineage that dates back 1,000 years when he succeeded his popular mother, Queen Elizabeth II, after her death in September. She had reigned for 70 years.

Charles does not enjoy the same support as his widely admired mother, but his public approval ratings are generally positive. An opinion poll last week showed many more people hold favourable views of him than negative although there is also a wide segment expressing indifference.

Republican sentiment – which was almost entirely absent publicly during Elizabeth’s reign – has become visible with eggs thrown at the king and his wife, Camilla, on one trip and small groups of protesters voicing opposition at others.

Buckingham Palace has supported research into the monarchy’s links to slavery as calls grow for apologies and reparations, not least from some of the 14 Commonwealth realms, where Charles is also king.

The Guardian newspaper has run a series of articles raising questions about the opaque nature of the wealth and finances of the institution and the royal family, an issue that resonates at a time when Britons are facing a cost of living crisis.

Left: Then-Princess Elizabeth is pictured with her first son, Prince Charles, at Buckingham Palace after his christening in London on December 15, 1948. File: AP Right: In this July 27, 1958, photo, Prince Charles wears his school uniform. He became the first heir apparent to the British throne to attend school rather than have a private tutor. File: AP

Top: A 7-year-old Charles sits with his mother and younger sister, Princess Anne, as they watch the final match of the Smith's lawn polo cup in Windsor, England, on June 23, 1956. File: AP Bottom: Prince Charles arrives at London Airport from Glasgow on April 2, 1964, at a time when he was a student at Gordonstoun School in northeast Scotland, which his father, Prince Philip, also attended. File: AP

Top: An 18-year-old Prince Charles leaves Buckingham Palace with Queen Elizabeth in a state coach on October 31, 1967, for the opening of parliament. It was the first time the prince took part in the ceremony. File: AP Bottom: Prince Charles and Tricia Nixon, daughter of US President Richard Nixon, discuss baseball at RFK Stadium in Washington, DC, on July 18, 1970, during a trip the prince made to the US capital with his sister, Princess Anne, after they had visited Canada with their parents. File: AP

Top: Prince Charles walks with Imelda Marcos, first lady of the Philippines, in Katmandu on February 24, 1975, at the coronation ceremony for Nepal’s King Birendra. File: AP Bottom: Prince Charles drinks from a freshly cut green coconut at Haripur village, which he visited during a one-day trip to Bhubaneswar, India, on December 4, 1980. The prince is wearing a marigold garland, which was given to him by villagers. File: Santosh Basak/AP

Top: Queen Elizabeth II crowns her son the Prince of Wales during his investiture ceremony on July 1, 1969, at Caernarfon Castle in Wales. Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh, is seated at the right, and British Home Secretary James Callaghan stands next to the prince. File: AP Bottom: Prince Charles wed Diana, Princess of Wales, on July 29, 1981. The couple appeared with his parents, Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Phillip, on the balcony of Buckingham Palace in London after their marriage at St Paul's Cathedral. File: AP

Top: Charles and Diana take home their firstborn son, Prince William, from St Mary's Hospital in London on June 22, 1982, the day after his birth. File: John Redman/AP Bottom: Charles and Diana made their second trip to Australia together in 1985 to celebrate the 150th anniversary of the state of Victoria, named after Charles's great-great-great-grandmother. File: AP

Top: Charles greets models wearing clothing from a local designer during a tour of Soweto, South Africa, on November 3, 2011. File: Kim Lubbrook/pool/AP Bottom: Charles speaks after a performance by the Australian Chamber Orchestra at St James Palace in central London on December 12, 2011. File: Lefteris Pitarakis/pool/AP

After preparing for the crown his entire life, Charles was king on April 28, 2023, when the Royal Canadian Mounted Police presented him with a horse named Noble as he accepted the role of commissioner-in-chief of the police force at Windsor Castle. At the age of 73, he had become the oldest person to ever assume the British throne when Queen Elizabeth died on September 8, 2022. File: Andrew Matthews/pool/AP

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Defender, Protector, Keeper (Arthur Morgan x f!reader)

A/N: This is one of those things I write that should have a first part but.... It doesn’t.... I do plan on making more within this little.... world??? With this mom!reader and her son Ben. So sorry for this mess. 

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: violence, nothing out of canon, Micah is mean to children, mute child (is that a warning?) fluff, Arthur being a father figureish thing, soft Arthur, I don’t know what else to tag, blood? it’s all canon to the game

Summary: Arthur steps in to help you with your son after a run in with Micah.

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“Miss Y/L/N! Miss Y/L/N!”

You moved out of the tent upon hearing Mrs. Grimshaw calling your name. 

“Right here, Mrs. Grimshaw.” 

“There you are. Where is that boy of yours?” She looked around as if trying to peek into the tent. I’ve got a little chore for him and Jack.”

“He was just in here helping me with laundry, but he wouldn’t mind giving you a hand.” You turned to go into the tent. “Ben? Mrs. Grimshaw needs your help.”

Ben, your five-year-old son, put the clothing in his hand down and looked at you. 

“Come on with me, Ben. I’ve already got Jack over by the woods.” Susan gestured for him to follow her.

“What are the boys going to do?” You asked her. 

“Help Lenny and Sean pick some firewood. The little fellas ain’t gonna pick nothin’ but some small kindling. The fellas– Well, Lenny won’t let the boys hurt themselves.”

You fought the urge to volunteer to follow your son. It was just little kindling sticks and twigs. It wasn’t like they were going to chop down entire trees.

Susan, sensing your hesitation, stopped just at the edge of your tent.

“They aren’t going far into the woods at all, Y/N. Charles and Bill are on guard duty and Sean and Lenny are going to be with them. Nothin’s gonna happen to those boys.” She assured you.

You nodded your head, reaching down to run your fingers over Ben’s hair. 

“Go on and help Mrs. Grimshaw, Ben.”

He silently followed alongside her. 

You continued to fold laundry until it was finished. Once that was complete, you decided to go out and see if there was anything else around camp you could help with. 

It seemed to be a rather mellow evening. No one was out doing any jobs nor was anyone talking about any jobs, which was a rarity. In the three months that you had been staying with the Van Der Linde Gang, you had quickly realized their lifestyle was fast paced and there was almost always something to do. 

You made your way over towards the tent the girls in camp stayed in. 

“Hi, Y/N.” Tilly greeted you first. She was reading a book.

“Hey, Y/N!�� Mary-Beth was also reading. Karen sat on a chair next to the two singing. “You wanna sit with us for a bit? You’ve been working hard all day.”

“That’s okay, Mary-Beth. I think I should go see if Ben is doing okay with Sean and Lenny.” You looked around towards the woods.

“What’s he doing with those two fools?” Tilly put her book down in her lap. 

“Mrs. Grimshaw had him and Jack helping them with firewood.”

“Last I saw, Lenny and Sean were sitting over by the fire.”

A knot began to form in your stomach. Why hadn’t your son returned to you?

You moved to search for Lenny and Sean, but they proved to be easy to find. They were sitting at a fire with a few other gang members. 

“Excuse me, gentlemen.” You cut off Sean. “Where is Ben at?”

“Hi, Miss Y/L/N.” Lenny gave you a charming smile. “Ben and Jack went over towards John and Abigail’s tent. Jack said they were going to play.”

“Thank you, Mr. Summers.” 

***

You did indeed find your son at John and Abigail’s tent. He sat outside of it with Jack. Jack was talking about some sort of story that Hosea had told him about a bear while your little Benny just kept playing with his half of the deck of cards. 

“Y/N.”

You looked up to Abigail. 

“Hi, Abigail.”

“I hope you don’t mind that Jack brought Ben over. I know Susan had them working earlier.”

“I don’t mind.” You shook your head, smiling. You crossed your arms as you watched Ben. Jack didn’t seem to care that Ben was silent and wasn’t responding to him. Jack had learned since you both arrived at camp that talking wasn’t something Ben did, so he usually did all of the talking for Jack. You were thankful for this. In the beginning, you weren’t sure how young Jack would react to your quiet son. 

“Do you want to sit down and have a cup of coffee with me?” Abigail asked. “I don’t usually get much down time, but neither do you. You’re always running around.”

“Have to keep busy, you know.” You chuckled a little. “Coffee sounds nice.”

The both of you got your drinks and then sat down at a table not too far from the boys. 

“They grow like weeds.” She thought out loud, shaking her head softly. “I’m gonna have to get Jack some new clothes soon. He’s about to be too big for nearly all the pants he’s got. Maybe Ben could fit into what Jack can’t wear. Ben is a little thing. That way you don’t have to go out and waste money. I mean, the clothes aren’t perfect. Jack has needed them patched more than once. But they work.”

“That’s very kind of you, Abigail. Thank you.”

She gave you a smile.

“Momma! Momma!” Jack called as he ran over to Abigail. 

Ben rushed up to you, a smile on his lips. His hair fell into his face and he tried to wipe it out of his eyes but he didn’t do too good of a job.

“Hi, love.” You smiled down at him, brushing your fingers through his hair. “Are you having fun?”

He nodded, looking over to Jack. 

“Momma, can we go give Sean his cards back?”

“Where is Sean at?” Abigail asked, looking around the camp. 

“He’s just on the other side of camp at one of the other fires.” You told her, recalling where you had seen him earlier.  

“If Miss Y/L/N says that Ben can go, then yes. You can. But you have to ask her.”

Ben tugged on your skirt as if to ask you.

“Miss Y/L/N! Can we take Sean his cards?” Jack waved the stack of cards around.

“I don’t see why not.”

“I’ll race you over there!” 

You watched as Jack took off first with Ben just behind him. 

“I’m glad Jack finally has someone to play with and keep him company.” Abigail smiled. 

“They get along so well.” You nodded. “I was a little…. worried at first, if I’m honest.”

“Oh really?”

“Just because…. Well, sometimes it’s hard for Ben.”

Abigail nodded her head understandingly. 

“He’s a sweet boy, Y/N. You raised him well.”

“Thank you-,”

“You dumb little rat! Watch where you’re going next time!”

You stood up upon hearing the sound of shouting. Feeling the urge to find out what had happened, you ventured across camp until you found your son and Micah Bell. Micah had a hold of Ben’s arm and was holding him at an awkward angle. 

“When someone speaks to you, little boy, you’re supposed to answer them!”

“Micah!” You raised your voice. 

Micah turned his head to look at you but didn’t let your son’s arm go. 

Anger bubbled in your veins. 

“Ah, the whore. Maybe someone better teach this boy manners before he ends up worse than his ma.”

You pushed against Micah’s chest. Ben was crying at this point, trying to grab onto your skirt anywhere he could but Micah was finding amusement in pulling the boy away from you. 

“Micah! Get your hands off of that boy!” Abigail shouted. 

The next few moments happened all too quickly for you to know what exactly happened. But Micah released Ben and he fell backwards to the ground. Your hand flew up to smack him and you landed a nice hit on his cheek, but he was quicker than you and far more skilled in fighting so the backhand to your cheek came out of seemingly nowhere. 

You took a few steps back to keep from falling flat on your ass. You ended up hitting something solid. A hand found your side and another your arm. 

It was Arthur Morgan. He only took a couple seconds to make sure you were steady on your feet before moving around you to deliver two punches to Micah. The nasty man fell back as blood began to pour out of his nose. 

“Y/N, are you okay?” Abigail rushed to one side of you and Mary-Beth came to the other. 

You didn’t answer them. You only pushed them away to get to your son. 

Tears streamed down his cheeks as he sat in the dirt where he had fallen. 

There was a hand on your wrist that stopped you just before you could get to him. 

Arthur turned you back around to face him. You pulled against him, wanting desperately to get to your son.

“You’ve got blood on ya, pumpkin.” He murmured quietly, using his thumb to wipe away the little bit of blood from your busted lip. “He don’t need to see that.”

“Th-Thank you.” You whispered. 

“Can I pick him up? Move him somewhere else for you?”

You nodded. 

Arthur let you go and moved towards Ben. 

“Come here, Benny. You alright?”

Ben nodded his head, shyly tucking his face into Arthur’s neck.

Arthur took him to a table and sat him down on it, then pulled out a chair for you. But you couldn’t sit down just yet. You had to make sure he was okay. 

Your hands cupped his face and tilted his head up so you could check him over for any marks. 

“Are you okay, love? Does anything hurt?”

He held up his hands to you, showing that his palms were scraped up and bleeding a little. He sniffled, his bottom lip quivering. 

“I’ll get somethin’ to clean those up, Y/N.” Mary-Beth spoke, moving towards Strauss’s wagon.

Upon seeing the scratches and bleeding scrapes from Ben falling back and catching himself on his hands, anger welled up inside of Arthur. 

He turned and started to make his way towards Micah. 

“Arthur! Arthur Morgan!” Abigail called after him, but she couldn’t stop him herself. “John! Mr. Smith! Please!”

You couldn’t pay attention to what was happening with Arthur right now. Ben was important and took priority. 

You brushed his hair back and sat down in front of him. 

“I’m so sorry you got hurt, love.” You leaned forward to kiss his cheek. 

He wrapped his arms around your neck, careful not to touch you with his injured hands, and then slid down into your lap. 

A few moments later, Mary-Beth returned with a bowl of water and a few rags. Tilly was with her too, helping to carry bandages. 

“Are you alright, Benji?” Tilly asked. He nodded his head without lifting it from your chest. “He didn’t get too hurt by that nasty Micah, did he?”

“Think it just spooked him more than anything.” You answered her. “Thank you, girls.”

The items were placed on the table and then they left. 

“Ben, I need you to sit on the table so I can reach you, love.”

He shook his head. 

“We’ve got to get these scratches cleaned up, okay? We don’t want them to get yucky.”

A hand found your shoulder. You looked to see Arthur moving around your chair. 

“Lemme give ya some help. That way Benny can stay on your lap where he’s comfortable.”

You nodded your head, giving him a little smile as a thank you. 

“Hey, Benny? Can I see your hands?”

Benny shifted around on your lap so that he could easily face Arthur. He gave Arthur one hand. 

“This might sting just a bit, but I promise it’ll be over soon.” 

Arthur got a rag wet and began to clean the dirt and little bit of blood from Ben’s small palm. 

“You’re a strong fella, Benny. You know that?”

Ben sniffled. 

“I heard you helped Sean and Lenny with getting firewood. Did you carry all the big logs by yourself?”

A little grin tugged at your son’s lips. He shook his head. 

Once he was cleaned up and Arthur had carefully wrapped up his hands, Ben looked around for Jack. He was with Hosea. The two weren’t very far away at all. Ben shimmied down from your lap but stayed by you. His eyes were focused on Jack. He wanted to go play with his friend. 

“You can go on, love.” You told him. He flashed you a little toothy smile before taking off in the direction of Hosea and Jack. 

Arthur stayed on his knees beside you for a few moments, watching Ben go. He let out a breath through his nose and shook his head. 

“That bastard is lucky I don’t put a bullet in him.” He rose to his feet, shaking his head. 

“Ben is okay, Arthur.” You turned your head to look at him. “He just…. He was just shaken up a bit. But he’s okay.”

“He hit you too. No man should ever treat a lady like that.” 

You admired his words, the way he viewed things. 

A little smile came to your lips and you watched him sit down next to you. 

“Well, Mr. Morgan. Not everyone has the same ideals as you.”

Arthur shook his head, fingers curling into a fist. He was still worked up over the situation. 

“It’ll be okay, Arthur.” You reached over to place your hand on his. “I can take a hit just fine. But I do appreciate you stepping in. It was really kind of you to help clean up Ben.”

He became a bit sheepish at your words, tipping his head down so you couldn’t see his eyes completely thanks to the brim of his hat. He cleared his throat. 

“Just-Just hate seein’ the little guy cry is all.”

You smiled a bit and gave his hand a squeeze before moving away from the table he sat at. 

Arthur watched you leave, then turned his head to watch the two youngest members of the gang with Hosea. Hosea was telling a story while Jack and Ben listened. 

Arthur turned his head back to see where you had gone off to. You were standing with Abigail near Pearson’s tent. Abigail said something that caused you to look at Arthur, a smile pulling at your lips then you looked back at her, shaking your head and bringing your hand up to cover your mouth. It was a poor attempt to hide a giggle. 

Arthur fixed the hat on his head and decided to go towards his horse. 

“When are you gonna tell her?” Charles spoke from his horse. He was messing with a strap of Taima’s saddle. 

“Tell her what?”

Charles rolled his eyes and shook his head. 

“I’m not oblivious to it, Arthur. I don’t think any of us in camp are.”

“To what?”

“That you fancy her.”

Arthur mounted his horse, shifting around in the saddle a bit.

“I don’t know what you are talking about, Mr. Smith.” He adjusted his hat. 

“Yeah, I’m sure you don’t.”

“You wanna come with me? Or keep standing there goin’ on about it?”

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hi lexi <3 top 5 poems? (really just any 5 you'd like to share)

HI YURI <3333333

1. my fav fav fav fav is the garden of proserpine by algernon charles swinburne (I'll put the first stanza below but it's long so I won't put the whole thing)

Here, where the world is quiet; Here, where all trouble seems Dead winds' and spent waves' riot In doubtful dreams of dreams; I watch the green field growing For reaping folk and sowing, For harvest-time and mowing, A sleepy world of streams.

2. the quiet world by jeffrey mcdaniel

In an effort to get people to look into each other’s eyes more, and also to appease the mutes, the government has decided to allot each person exactly one hundred and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it to my ear without saying hello. In the restaurant I point at chicken noodle soup. I am adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I call my long distance lover, proudly say I only used fifty-nine today. I saved the rest for you.

When she doesn’t respond, I know she’s used up all her words, so I slowly whisper I love you thirty-two and a third times. After that, we just sit on the line and listen to each other breathe.

3. the patience of ordinary things by pat schneider

It is a kind of love, is it not? How the cup holds the tea, How the chair stands sturdy and foursquare, How the floor receives the bottoms of shoes Or toes. How soles of feet know Where they’re supposed to be. I’ve been thinking about the patience Of ordinary things, how clothes Wait respectfully in closets And soap dries quietly in the dish, And towels drink the wet From the skin of the back. And the lovely repetition of stairs. And what is more generous than a window?

4. good bones by maggie smith

Life is short, though I keep this from my children. Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways, a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative estimate, though I keep this from my children. For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird. For every loved child, a child broken, bagged, sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world is at least half terrible, and for every kind stranger, there is one who would break you, though I keep this from my children. I am trying to sell them the world. Any decent realtor, walking you through a real shithole, chirps on about good bones: This place could be beautiful, right? You could make this place beautiful.

5. dust by dorianne laux

Someone spoke to me last night, told me the truth. Just a few words, but I recognized it. I knew I should make myself get up, write it down, but it was late, and I was exhausted from working all day in the garden, moving rocks. Now, I remember only the flavor – not like food, sweet or sharp. More like a fine powder, like dust. And I wasn’t elated or frightened, but simply rapt, aware. That’s how it is sometimes – God comes to your window, all bright light and black wings, and you’re just too tired to open it.

ask me top 5 something?

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Show me your collection please?

My Goodreads list looks like this (from top to bottom, going left to right):

Philip Roth (currently at ~300 books)

Kurt Vonnegut

Cordwainer Smith (currently at ~700 books)

Charles Dickens (currently at ~300 books)

John Steinbeck

William Faulkner

Ernest Hemingway

Raymond Carver

James Joyce

W.C. Heinlein

Charles Kinbote / Alexey Kinbote / Vladimir Nabokov / Ada/Lena/Veronika, etc. (currently at >500 books each)

I think I'm going to add more in the future. The ones I'm adding now are (in no particular order) "the Complete Library of J.E.B. Adams" -- basically Adams' A Scientific Romance trilogy -- "a bunch of books in the category 'English lit'" by which I mean Of Mice and Men, The Sound and the Fury, Catcher in the Rye, anything that doesn't fit elsewhere (currently that's Francis Browning) -- and a bunch of books that are just sitting in my ebook reader at the moment because I decided to buy them but haven't gotten around to reading them.

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Tuesday 25 April 1837

7

12 ½

Slept in K.C. as since the 11th – ready at 7 50 – a little while with A- who took salts – out in the stables and about till breakfast at 9 ½ - A- read French – out again about 10 ½ - about Charles and James Howarth and a Smith of Wellroyde – with them busy getting up pillars and preparing sparring etc for the new hay shed in the farmyard Edwards + 2 lads busy at the new coach house (in the barn) doors setting – other masons down at the meer – to stone case over the bywash clow and do up at the bywash – just going with Booth to the Conery about old windows for coach house and laundry about 11 ½ when A- sent for me in to Mr. Adam who had come to say SW- could be proved to have told Mr. Lister the notice to quit was merely one of form – he needed not mind it – Adam thought this conclusive against A-‘s process – had taken Mr. Wortley’s opinion (pretty one guinea) who agreed with Adam who therefore thought L- musty stay 7 years out – to which both A- and I at once agreed not sorry thus honourably to get rid of the business and let the fellow stay it out – then told Mr. Adam to inform Mr. Stocks – or better said Adam (agreed) to let Mr. Parker attend the next meeting to inform the commoners that I was much obliged, but had changed my plan, and should not now want the Godley road water – the transferring the licence from the shoulder of mutton in Northowram to the new building opposite Mawson’s (Stump x) to be opposed – vit et armis – yes! Adam would not forget – thought Stocks could not get the licence transferred more especially the shoulder of mutton  being the only Inn in the village of Northowram – for the place being left without an inn would be a good ground for applying for a new licence – had talked over with him before A- the doubts about having water enough for the mill – told SW-‘s opinion –talked over the agreement – AG- could bring an action for damages – but by giving him notice now of there not being water enough and proving that the rent he was to pay was good and the term short etc no jury would assess high damages – a hundred or two   enough – agreed with me at last that I should not be compellable to put up a steam engine – mentioned Bailey hall land and a mill site I should bid 30/. per yard on the whole quantity wanted – opening on to the wharf – question about the right of opening on to the wharf – Adam said the land was so steep there would be a great deal to level away – a purchase had lately been made, and allowance was afterwards made for surface measure – on afterwards looking down upon the ground agreed that £700 would be ample for 1000 yards not surface measure – took Adam into the fields all along the old course of the Godley road water – shewed the trivialness of Mr. Carr’s property in it – then shewed the site of Engine and Incline at the top of the bank – he said Mr. Stocks said I should be obliged to let the colliery – I said that was not very certain – I was not determined but should probably try how it answered and if satisfied with trial might keep the concern in my own hands – It was the interest of my people to make it answer to me – home about 1 – found A- at luncheon – she made me take a warm jelly – sat with her till 2 – then out again – in the farmyard for an hour giving directions about stoothing off the road leading thro’ the barn – then to Mytholm to AG-‘s stood talking sometime to his wife – told her to tell him I wanted to see him then sometime talking to old Hannah Green – then to Mytholm quarry – A- passed after 5 – joined her and went to see Brooks’ cottage – the end should be taken down – left A- at the bottom of Stoney lane (just above Mytholm) and went to Mytholm quarry – Robert Mann and all hands (he and 2 getting stone and Samuel Booth bodding about home levelling new carriage court, and filling clay for puddling meer drift head) to help to fill and spread manure tomorrow   Mark Hepworth to come with a broad wheeled cart – in returning met AG- about 6 ½ and stood talking about an hour – told him what SW- said that I thought feared he was right and was in the mind to give up the agreement – no great harm done yet – I saw that AG- was terribly disappointed – I said if he was ½ as much so as I was, I was sorry for him – mentioned the 9in. of level lost – Mr. Husband blamed Joseph Mann – Everyone might and would have their own opinion – I thought the blame did not rest on Joseph – when Mr. Harper asked why Mr. Husband did not go into the drift and level he had replied ‘no! indeed he would not dirty his clothes for no thanks’ – AG- asked if he might have Henry Bates to level and calculate – yes! at his own expense – but I thought the mill would neither answer to AG- or to me and I was in the mind to give it up – should desire Mr. Adam to give AG- a proper notice of this effect which would help to lessen damages on my part by giving AG- plenty of time – he hoped we should do without law – yes! so did I – but I must take this precaution – mentioned AG-‘s having a partner as well as himself to consult whom I did not know – and I must be cautious – I had had lesson enough from people in higher rank than AG- (meaning Mr. Rawson) – told AG- I was not bound to put up a steam engine – I saw that AG- at 1st thought he had me more in his power than perhaps he has – I said the term was but for 5 years that even if the mill was built if I had so much more to lay out than I expected I should raise the rent at the end of the term – it seems AG- is not sure of the corn mill at Mr. Hodgson more than 6 months and the malt kilns (which he can have 7 years) are worth nothing of themselves – He said if I put up a steam engine (finding I thought myself not bound to do this) he would pay more – he would wait for the mill 2 years from this time – he thought of its being a provision for himself and his family – the rent was a very good one – I advised his building a mill at Bailey Hall – he asked if I would ensure him the ground – no! said I how can I ensure anything belonging to another person when you see I cannot ensure what belongs to myself? Told him to see SW- and consult with him – well! he AG- would wait to see the wheel going and if it was then proved there would not be water  enough for 20 horse power he could give it up – I said he must have the notice from Mr. Adam and the wheel was to going on the 1st of June, and I would stay to see the event – had explained the draught of water etc and that my rough calculation made the meer contain about 5 ¾ hours consumption (according to Mr. Harper) –

SH:7/ML/E/20/0053

home at 7 – dressed – dinner at 7 ¼ - tea – sat with (skimmed over the paper) till 10 – then till 11 ½ wrote all but the 1st 17 lines and the whole of today – fine day F47° now at 11 ½ pm