#i am calling him a gold digger cause why you keep marrying into that rich family

[emptyjunior]

Christian Bale's Howl going "there you are sweetheart" is actually over and done, Christian Bale as literal weapons dealer, gold digger, PTA dad going 'my son turned into a parakeet' 'mahito turned into a little budgy' is All Time for me, it's what In, it's what's Now, that was acting, that was line delivery

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Email:  fairytalesexist2020@gmail.com

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BASIC IDEA/PLAN OF ATTACK/EXECUTION OR POSITIVE WORDS LIKE “LAUNCH”.  We can issue an ATTACK or a LAUNCH CODE.

I will dumb it down a little bit. I am taking advantage of my position of power, now that I am a Celebrity in the World. Its the greatest feeling in the world, feels better than good sex and that is a hard thing for me to admit because I love some good, hot, sweaty sex and I’ve been going without for several weeks. I almost fell like a Nun because I cannot even pleasure myself because I was molested as a child by Lovie Price’s boyfriend “Frank Parker” a gasoline man from an early. I told Connie Price about it when I was 15 and her name at the time was Connie Dunford. It was the same day Brandie Ann Thompson said Curtis Triplett tried to rape her in the bathroom at the house In Frayser, Memphis TN. Brandie Ann in her hayday, resembled a youthful Cameron Diaz. Cameron Diaz dated Justin Timberlake once upon a time. She played in the move “The mask” and the mask was green. At the end of the movie, the dog put on the mask. You all know, when you wear that mask---you become a Shape Shifter, transforming into anything/anyone you think will grab the Hot or Not Rated #10 Woman’s ATTENTION/HEART/LOVE and will do anything, I mean anything to get it. The secret to my success is a compilation of everything good, bad, dirty, evil and let’s call it “The Struggle” or the “Human Experience”. 

Old School (OS) Operating System (OS) Back to Basics (B2B) Brandie Thompson (BT) Barry Thompson (BT) Blue Tooth (BT) Brandie Smith (BS) Bull Shit (BS) Rent A Center (RAC) Roger Adren Crawford (RAC) $1K (RAK) Rags to Riches Richard Abernathy (RA) **secret boyfriend shh!!** Douche Bag (DB) or Douglas Belknap (DB) Thomas Jones (TJ) County Road (CR) Danny Thomas (DT)  Deanna Thomas (DT) ... Trying to show you how I think period dot. In ya’ll are slow, period dot also equal two dots. You must have two dots to play connect the dots and draw the lines to illustrate inspiration into a masterpiece. The best pieces of Art are very old, have a solid reputation, and is properly curated to ensure it maintains its value for infinity times three.

Basically, you can get with my program, drink my Kool Aid, swallow your pride, do the right thing, if you have done something wrong, you really need to return to your basic religious beliefs what they may be, get right with yourself, because what you have done will come to light, exposed, we are moving on from there. We are, as a society going to change and deliver the children and the children’s children: a brighter future with more options, a limited amount of privacy, give them the world and see what they can accomplish with living in a world of positive vibes, beautiful colors, great music, entrepreneurship, dreams, and now, the little girls if we get married will truly believe in fairytales. This right here is whats up because we have an opportunity, once in a lifetime opportunity, to fix society, establish unity and peace, competition is good but everyone needs a chance to win sometimes to boost their confidence and pride. When there is monopoly or kingdom, it fosters the seven deadly sins, seven capital sins, and the seven cardinal sins, which is systemic to original sin. 

Genesis clearly explains that certain things were created on certain days and back time was measured. You cannot just create a man or a woman. First, you need the Universe. Then, you need the Galaxy which creates Space. In Space, you have the moon, stars, sun, planets, black holes, asteroids, comets, shooting stars, orbit, gravitational pull. Here we are on planet Earth with 7 continents and 7 oceans. I like the number 8 because it represent a number, a symbol, and no limitations--infinity. My son was born on 3-8-03 weighing 8 pounds, 8 ounces and 19.5 inches long, color: BLUE, life: No sign of it. It took 10 minutes and PLEADING WITH THE LORD AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS SCREAMING PRAYING TO PLEASE GIVE HIM LIFE, I DON’T WANT TO HAVE GONE THROUGH 35.5 HOURS OF LABOR AND 7 HOURS OF HARD PUSHING WITH NO PAIN MEDICINE, NO EPIDURAL, GAVE BIRTH TO A STILL BORN BABY NATURALLY AND THE GOOD LORD ANSWERED MY PRAYERS AND THAT BOY CRIED AND WENT TO THE NICU AT BETHESDA NAVAL HOSPITAL IN MONTGOMERY COUNTY, MARYLAND. ITS ALSO REFERRED TO AS “THE PRESIDENTS HOSPITAL”.

He is 17 years old, already a MASTERMIND and a Professional Gamer. He is so smart like me, that he had to design/build/code his own computer because there is not a computer on the planet that can keep up with his level of gaming. I saw a photo of it. Its a desktop computer with the case taken off the side--lit up with blue LED lights

It’s Confession Time and Holy Communion Time that means confess your sin, wrongdoing, break bread, eat bread, drink wine, not whine. No days off, no excuse, no immunity, no setups, no blame game, no liars, no stealing, checks and balances, no absolute power because absolute power fosters absolute corruption, which is why were in this position right now with COVID-19, Corona Virus.

I think one person needs a pardon because he has stayed on the job, even though he was originally lied to by the Feds. He deserves a pardon, record expunged, and an opportunity. I see great potential, just needs an opportunity, believe in himself, and have the courage to escape his own prison of gold diggers, groupies, fans, and whores.

In this triad, it is a rags to riches story times three. There is only 1 TRUE VERSION of ME, and its right here in Memphis TN, age: 41(Birth Cert).

To succeed in any sports game, you must be fit, educated, content with yourself to include your pros/cons/demons and knowledgeable & intelligent enough to know that I am certified True OG, I got your back no matter what because to me money ain’t a thing, fame fades just like stars, but loyal dogs do not turn on their master unless they are abused or hungry. I am a Blue AKC Royal Bloodline Pitbull, Staffordshire Terrier. Pitbull is the image you need to have in your mind when you think of ME.

#donations #loyalty #888 #TRUMP2020 #IG #WHISTEBLOWER ACT #RULES #ESPNSPORTS #RAPGODS #GREEKGODS #GOD #CLASHOFTITANS #THEGAME #THEROCK #GLUE #DOCTORS   #LAWYERS #COWBOYS #DANCE #L.I.F.E. #LOVE #SM #EM 

#NEED SOME COM[ANY AND VITAMIN D

BLUE, COME ON UNLESS YOU ARE “CHICKEN” “SCARED”

I PROMISE I WILL NOT BITE. BUT, I AM STARVING, LONELY, NEED MONEY TO CREATE AND LAUNCH MY DREAMS TO POSITIVELY AND EFFECTIVELY CHANGE THE WORLD WHICH WILL PLACE ME AND PRESIDENT TRUMP IN THE HISTORY BOOKDS. AND THE HISTORY BOOKS ARE GOING TO BECOME FACTBOOKS, AND HISTORY CLASSES WILL BE MANDATORY THROUGHOUT LIFE REGARDLESS OF AGE, POSITION, JOB, FINANCIAL STATUS BECAUSE THE BEST EDUCATION IS A “CONTINUOUS EDUCATION”. IF YOU DO NOT CONTINUE LEARNING, YOU BECOME RUSTY AND THEN, YOU CANNOT KEEP UP THE FAST PACED CHANGES OF ADVANCE TECHNOLOGY IN THE REAL WORLD AND IN THE REAL GAME OF LIFE.

RECOMMENDATIONS ARE AS FOLLOWS:

1.  DONATE MONEY TO MY CAUSE ON CASH APP 

$BLUEDOGBITEMAFIA888 

DO NOT HACK MY PHONE OR MY LAPTOP, DO NOT HACK ANYTHING OR ANYBODY BC YOU CANNOT DO IT BETTER THAN U.S. BC U.S. CREATED THE INTERNET IN WASHINGTON DC AT THE PENTAGON CALLED “DARPANET” IN 1974. THE FIRST COMPUTER WAS AN APPLE, SECOND COMPUTER WAS MICROSOFT. A GOOD BRAND IS A HP WITH MS WINDOWS. I HAVE A BLUE HP LAPTOP STREAM, I HAVE A BLACK APPLE IPHONE 7. I AM ON A WIFI WITH A VPN THAT KEEPS GETTING DISABLED. THE SOUND ON MY PHONE DOES NOT WORK. I AM BACKING UP BOTH DEVICES AND GOING TO RESET TO FACTORY SETTINGS SO I CAN GURANTEE EFFECTIVE DIGITAL SECURITY.

2. I NEED COMPANY TO SIT WITH ME, DRINK WITH ME. I WOULD LOVE SOME JACK AND COKE OR A BUD LIGHT. I WOULD ALSO LOVE SOME FOOD THAT CONTAINS RED MEAT TO ASSIST ME WITH MY BLOOD PROBLEMS. BUDDY OR BLUE OR YO -- FIGURE IT AND SEND ME SOMEONE I KNOW. I AM TOO PRETTY AND TOO COOL TO BE CHILLING BY MYSELF WITH NO FOOD, NO ALCOHOL, NO MONEY, NO WEED, ETC. 

3.  SELF EVALUATE OR DO A PEER REVIEW/. SELF EVALUATION IS LOOKING AT YOURSELF IN THE MIRROR AND THINKING ABOUT YOUR LIFE. I LIKE TO WRITE THINGS DOWN, IF HELPS ME. IT WILL BRING ABOUT A SENSE OF UNDERSTANDING WHO, WHAT, WHY YOU ARE WHO YOU ARE, HOW YOU BECAME PERSON, AND DESIGN YOUR OWN ROADMAP TO BEING A BETTER PERSON AND OPENING YOUR HEART TO REALIZATION THAT THE CHILDREN ARE THE FUTURE, RIGHT WE ARE THE WORLD, WE CAN ACHIEVE GREATNESS, A NEW TYPE OF MAGIC “UTOPIA”.

WHAT ARE YOU ABOUT? WHAT DO YOU WANT OUT OF LIFE? ARE YOU HAPPY WITH YOURSELF? CAN YOU FREE YOUR MIND? CAN YOU OPEN YOUR HEARTS? CAN YOU COMMIT? DO YOU KNOW WHEN TO WALK AWAY? WHAT DO YOU BELIEVE IN? DO YOU HAVE CONFIDENCE? ARE YOU IN YOUR OWN PRISON--YOUR MIND, YOUR FEELINGS, YOUR RELATIONSHIP STATUS?

WISDOM COMES WITH TIME, EXPERIENCE, EDUCATION, HARD WORK, SERVICE, LOYALTY, PURPOSE, AND TRAVELING.

At the end of the day, who do you want to be with? 

Woman - Wise can deliver the world or drop the world, age 41 -- looks better than 20 & 30 year old GIRLS. Does not care about money, fame, status, power because the game was scheduled and unfortunately, unaware of the OP -- she walked, ran, sprinted STOLE the Flag, and won the game. 

Everyone wants to still run their mouths, try to control a man, and those hos, have no power, position, fame, etc. They are with or around you because of who you are, what you have done, and what you can give them---in my opinion that is abuse of power and targeting someone to manipulating them to do what you want them to do.

I like structure, things to be done a certain way because I like cleanliness, organization, faith, love, hope, trust, and loyalty. 

I would not cop an attitude with everyone, if  I did not feel like the world was against me. Hint, hint -- I don’t trust authority figures because I was molested, abused, targeted, almost died several times, lied to, cheated on, setups, smear campaigns, gossiped about, bullied, beat on, yelled at, called names, jealous women everywhere so dumb they forget I have a hunger against Human  Trafficking. People are on this RACISM BULL SHIT. 

Its 2020, Racism = IGNORANCE AND IGNORANCE IS NOT BLISS ANYMORE, IGNORANCE IS DEADLY. 

Basic belief system of Karma, it is a metaphysical/paranormal reality that is mixed with real, artificial, and soon-to-be virtual reality. It is what it is. 

What you set your mind, what you do and the thoughts and actions you put into the world will either grant you your dreams or come back times three by the of karma, what goes around, comes around.

I want/will do good and be a good role model for everyone. I am going to teach, help you, do what I want, when I want, how I want because I know my worth, my value, and what I can GURANTEE/DELIVER.

Greed, jealousy, laziness, and all the ugly things that are in the world

                                                  WILL

 get you no where but hungry, lonely but free, penniless, candy-less, eliminate sports.

                                        COMMIT OR QUIT

MY MISSION WILL ENDURE AND CARRY ON UNTIL I FEEL MISSION ACCOMPLISHED. I DO NOT HAVE A FAILURE TO THRIVE AND I DO NOT LACK A WILL TO LIVE. 

MY ISNT OVER, YET;

[starlessmemes]

❈ ✼ ❈    SIX  (WEST END MUSICAL)  SENTENCE  MEME

EX-WIVES

‘  and tonight we are... live! ’

‘  listen up, let me tell you a story. ’

‘  know all about the glories and the disgraces. ’

‘  history’s about to get overthrown! ’

‘  just for you, tonight. ’

‘  raising up the roof 'till we hit the ceiling. ’

‘  i’m/we're gonna do myself/ourselves justice. ’  

‘  once we're done we'll start again. ’

‘  everybody knows... ’

‘  was married 24 years. ’

‘  if you try to dump me, you won’t try that again. ’

‘  i’m up next! ’

‘  yeah, i’m that sexy! ’

‘  why did i lose my head? ’

‘  the only one he truly loved. ’

‘  ... rude. ’

‘  i’m not what i seem. ’

‘  but i didn’t look as good as i did in my pic. ’

‘  funny how we all discuss that. ’

‘  lock up your husbands. lock up your sons. ’

‘  the fun’s begun! ’ 

‘  i saw him to the end of his life. ’

‘  i’m the survivor! ’

‘  i bet you wanna know how i got this far. ’

‘  get your hands up, get this party buzzing! ’

‘  one, two, three, four, five, six. ’  

NO WAY

‘  there’s no way! ’

‘  i never lost control, no matter how many times i knew you lied. ’

‘  you've had your fun, running around with some pretty young thing. ’

‘  no matter what i heard, i didn't say a word. ’  

‘  i put up with your shh, like, every single day! ’

‘  now it’s time to shh. ’

‘  you must think that i’m crazy! ’

‘  you wanna replace me? ’

‘  just hold up. ’

‘  there’s no way! ’

‘  it’s a pity. ’

‘  well daddy, weren’t you there? ’

‘  must think that i’m naive. ’

‘  i won’t back down. ’

‘  no, i’ll never leave! ’

‘  you got me down on my knees.  ’

‘  please tell me what you think i've done wrong. ’ 

‘  i tried to swallow my pride. ’

‘  if you can just explain a single thing i've done to cause you pain, i'll go. ’

‘  you’ve got nothing to say? ’

‘  i’m not going away. ’

‘  i'll be queen till the end of my life. ’

DON’T LOSE YOUR HEAD

‘  life was a chore. ’

‘  i wanna dance and sing. ’

‘  not my thing. ’

‘  and then i met the king! ’

‘  you should try and get ahead. ’

‘  he wanted me  ---  obviously. ’

‘  just saying hi. ’

‘  you’re a nice guy.  i’ll think about it, maybe. ’

‘  uh oh, here we go. ’

‘  you sent him kisses? ’

‘  get a life! ’

‘  well, what was i mean to do? ’

‘  sorry, not sorry for what i said. ’

‘  i’m just trying to have some fun. ’

‘  don’t worry, don’t worry! ’

‘  i didn’t mean to hurt anyone. ’

‘  say oh well, or go to hell! ’

‘  three in the bed. ’

‘  make up your mind! ’

‘  don’t wanna be some girl in a threesome. ’

‘  are you blind? ’

‘  why hasn’t it hit her? ’

‘  he doesn’t wanna bang you, somebody hang you. ’

‘  i didn’t really mean it but rumours spiral. ’

‘  way to make the country hate you. ’

‘  the rules were so outdated. ’

‘  us two wanna get x-rated! ’

‘  everybody chill, it’s totes god’s will! ’

‘  let me tell you how it went... ’

‘  just sleeping around. ’

‘  what the hell? ’

‘  if that’s how it’s gonna be... ’ 

‘  like, so judgemental! ’

‘  you damned witch! ’

‘  just shut up!  i wouldn’t be such a bitch if you could get it up. ’

‘  uh-oh... ’

‘  now he’s going round like,  ‘off with her head!’ ’

‘  i’m pretty sure he means it. ’

‘ NO, GUYS, SERIOUSLY, I THINK HE WANTS TO CHOP MY HEAD OFF!!! ’

‘  don’t lose your head! ’

HEART OF STONE

‘  you’ve got a good heart but i know it changes. ’

‘  a restless tide, untameable. ’

‘  you came my way, and i knew a storm would come too. ’

‘  you’d lift me high or let me fall. ’

‘  i took your hand, promised i’d withstand any blaze you blew my way. ’

‘  i’ll always stay. ’

‘  you can build me up. ’

‘  you can tear my down. ’

‘  you can try. ’

‘  i’m unbreakable. ’

‘  you’ll find that i’m unshakeable. ’

‘  when the fire's burnt, when the wind has blown, when the water's dried, you'll still find stone. ’

‘  i’ve got a heart of stone. ’

‘  we’re perfect, a perfect family. ’

‘  hold us close for the world to see. ’

‘  you’re the only one i’ve ever loved. ’

‘  i mean those words, truthfully. ’

‘  your love could disappear. ’

‘  it isn’t fair, but i don’t care. ’

‘  my love will still be here. ’ 

‘  you’ll still find stone. ’

‘  soon i’ll have to go. ’

‘  i’ll never see him grown. ’

‘  i hope my son will know he’ll never be alone. ’

‘  a river runs dry and leaves its scars behind. ’

‘  i’ll be by your side. ’

‘  my love is set in stone. ’

HAUS OF HOLBEIN

‘  welcome to the house... ’

‘  das ist gut, ooh ja! ’

‘  _____  goes around the world. ’

‘  the king chooses one. ’

‘  which one will it be? ’

‘  no one wants a waist over nine inches. ’

‘  so what, the make-up contains lead poison? ’

‘  ignore the fear and you’ll be fine. ’

‘  so just say  ‘ja’  and don’t say  ‘nein’... ’

‘  we must make sure the princesses look great. ’ 

‘  try these heels, so high it's naughty. ’

‘  we cannot guarantee that you'll still walk at forty. ’

GET DOWN

‘  sittin’ here all alone. ’

‘  not very prim and proper. ’

‘  can’t make me stop. ’

‘  paid for with my own riches. ’

‘  where my hounds at?  release the bitches! ’

‘  WOOF. ’

‘  tomorrow i’ll hit replay. ’

‘  you said that i tricked ya cause i didn’t look like my profile picture. ’

‘  too bad i don’t agree. ’

‘  you can’t stop me! ’

‘  i’m the queen of the castle. ’

‘  get down! ’

‘  as you were. ’

‘  making my way to the dance floor... ’

‘  lookin’ cute.  ’

‘  all eyes on me!  ’

‘  dance so hard that i’m causin’ a sensation. ’

‘  now i ain’t sayin’ i’m a gold digger, but check my pre-nup and go figure. ’  

‘  let me explain. ’

‘  no one tells me that i need a rich man. ’

‘  get down with me. ’

‘  cause i’m the queen of the castle! ’

ALL YOU WANNA DO

‘  i think we can all agree, i’m the ten amongst these threes. ’

‘  ever since i was a child, i’d make the boys go wild! ’

‘  i was young, it’s true, but even then i knew. ’

‘  the only thing you wanna do is... ’   *kiss, sigh*

‘  tell me what you need, what you want, you don’t need to plead. ’

‘  i feel the chemistry. ’

‘  i get you, and you get me. ’ 

‘  maybe this is it. ’

‘  she/he just cares so much, it feels legit. we have a connection...  i think this girl/guy is different! ’

‘  all you wanna do, baby, is touch me!  love me!  can’t get enough! ’

‘  please me, squeeze me, birds-and-the-bees me! ’

‘  run your fingers through my hair. ’

‘  tell me i’m the fairest of the fair. ’

‘  playtime’s over... ’

‘  then there was another guy... ’

‘  passion in all that she/he touches... ’

‘  say i’m what you need, all you want. ’

‘  you don’t need to plead! ’

‘  you can't wait a second more to get my corset on the floor.  ’

‘  yeah, that didn’t work out. ’

‘  you’ll never guess who i met... ’

‘  he swears it's true, that without me he doesn't know what he'd do. ’

‘  i’m finally where i’m mean to be. ’

‘  she/he cares so much!  she/he calls me ‘love’... ’

‘  i guess it’s not so different... ’

‘  there's no time for when or how 'cause you just got to have me now. ’

‘  so... we got married. ’

‘  it isn’t easy. ’

‘  he’s a really nice guy  ---  just so sincere. ’

‘  this guy/girl finally is what i want, the friend i need.  ’

‘  why did i think he’d be different. ’

‘  it’s never ever different! ’

‘  when will enough be enough? ’

‘  don’t care if you don’t please me. ’

‘  bite my lip and pull my hair as you tell me i'm the fairest of the fair! ’

I DON’T NEED YOUR LOVE

‘  you know i love you. ’

‘  i’ll miss you every day. ’

‘  i wish that i could stay with you, and keep the life i made with you.  ’

‘  even though this feels so right, i'm holding back the tears tonight.  ’

‘  it’s true, i’ll never be over you. ’

‘  i have built a future in my mind with you. ’

‘  now the hope is gone. ’

‘  there’s nothing left for me to do. ’

‘  you know it isn’t true. ’

‘  i don’t need your love, no, no. ’

‘  it’ll never be better than it was. ’

‘  i never had a choice! ’

‘  i’ve been a wife twice before just to survive. ’

‘  no matter how i feel, it’s what i have to do. ’

‘  if, somehow, i had a choice, no holding back, i’d raise my voice. ’

‘  i’ll never belong to you. ’

‘  i am not your toy to enjoy until there’s something new. ’

‘  as if i’m gonna give up my life, my work, my dreams, to care for you! ’

‘  darling, get a clue. ’

‘  there’s nothing you can do. ’

‘  there’s nothing left to discuss. ’

‘  so... this is goodbye. ’

‘  that’s not my story! ’

‘  why can’t i tell that story? ’

‘  cause in history, i’m fixed. ’

‘  without him, i disappear. ’

‘  we all disappear. ’

‘  but now it’s us alone. ’

‘  i’m gonna raise my voice. ’

‘  they always said, 'we need your love', but it's time for us to rise above. ’

‘  tonight i’m singing this for me. ’ 

‘  yeah, i’m through. ’

‘  i have had enough love stories to get old. ’

‘  i’ve got to let your love run cold. ’

‘  we’re taking back control. ’

SIX

‘  he got down on one knee but i said no way ’

‘  since my first son, our family's grown.  ’

‘  we’re one of a kind, no category. ’

‘  we’re free to take our crowning glory. ’

‘  for five more minutes! ’

‘  who needs him/her?  i can give it a try. ’

‘  i learned everything! ’

‘  i’ll do that until i die. ’

‘  nothing is for sure, nothing is for certain. ’

‘  we’re six! ’

[vintagereveries]

Converts: The Love Story of a Primitive Man and a Suffragette by Joan Paul

This entry is part 5 of 14 in the series The Modern Priscilla - July 1913

You can see how the issues of womens’ suffrage had made it into the mainstream by 1913! This is a fictional story about a love triangle between a suffragette, a non-suffragette woman, and an eligible bachelor. The gold digger, Stella, ultimately changes her ways and selflessly ends this story by bowing out of her pursuit of the wealthy Mr. Carlton and letting Gwyndolyn “have him”. I found it while scanning through the July 1913 issue of The Modern Priscilla. I’ve included the text (extruded from the image- so excuse typos). I think it’s a fascinating document of womens history, and the social history of voting rights in the USA.

  PRECEDING CHAPTERS.— Gwendolen Allison and Estelle Rankin, occupying neighboring apartments in New York, are both young women of the modern type and possessed of independent means, but here the similarity ceases, Givendolen being ardently deroted to the cause of equal suffrage, while Estelle is chiefly concerned in securing the good things of life for her personal gratification. While on a visit to the country she meets Howard Carlton, who seems to her all that is desirable in the way of a husband,—rich, handsome, and talented. He comes to New York and on the way to a Fifth Avenue tea-room with Estelle meets G wendojen while she is marching in the cause of suffrage. At once there springs up a feeling of mutual sympathy, and Mr. Carlton receires his first introduction to the reasons for the demands for equal suffrage. He begs for permission to meet her again, and then Estelle, with a parting injunction to her friend not to get’ too hot and unwomanly, takes him away with her. The second meeting takes place unexpectedly in Gwendolen’s apartment where Stella has sent Carlton to wait for her while she dresses to go out with him. Gwendolen is led by Carlton’s teasing to make a splendid plea for equality. He is impressed with the intensity and fineness of her emotion. In showing him a new picture her finger is scratched. A quick, sympathetic hand-clasp rereals them to each other, and before either can realize what has happened Stella is calling that she is ready. There is an accident in which Carlton is injured. Stella is unharmed. Gwendolen, ‘unable to stand the situation, decides to go away from New York, but does not leave until several notes from Carlton have made her feel sure that she is in danger of wrecking Stella’s happiness, Carlton resolves to follow her as soon as he is able.

I F only that infernal doctor would let him loose !

Perhaps,—here a little cold chill came over

his thoughts—perhaps she had some reason for running away. Perhaps suffragettes did not really want to marry, as Stella Rankin had once said !

“Miss Thomson,” he–ealled, and his special nurse, a plain, grim-faced woman, rose from her seat at a table and came towards him. She had hoped he had gone to sleep and that she was going to have some peace.

“Yes, sir.”

“Miss Thomson, are you a suffragette?”

Miss Thomson’s thin lips looked scornful. “No, indeed,” she said.

“And why not, pray?” Her tone annoyed him.

“Well, Mr. Carlton,” nurse’s arms folded about her own angular waist, “I don’t believe in women being better than men.”

“But who said they wanted to be better than men?” he asked. “I don’t know, I—I—” . Miss Thomson walked with a worried expression to the open door, as if expecting, or hoping, some one outside was calling her. “You musn’t talk so much. And anyhow, Mr. Carlton, a woman’s place is the Home !” ‘ “And anyhow,” Carlton had to raise his voice and head as his adversary was slipping away. “Anyway, it wouldn’t take a woman twelve months in , the year, nor twelve hours in the day to put her name in a ballot-box ! And anyhow—” but realizing he was addressing himself to empty air, he sank back more comfortably amongst his pillows, his keen sense of humor rising to the situation and bringing a smile to lips which had been drawn, till now, with discontent and pain. NURSE had (Tone on down the corridor, and coming toward her were his sister, Mrs. Vanderhyde, and Stella, on a visit to the patient. “Mr. Carlton is not at all well to-day,” she said, bristling with importance and rather ruffled after her skirmish in the sick-room. “He has something on his mind, I fancy. ‘Woman’s suffrage,’ now it seems,” she laughed. Mrs. Vanderhyde, who did not like Miss Thomson, passed on to her brother’s room ; but Stella lingered, arrested by a thought—and did a thing she never afterwards remembered without a flush of shame! She questioned the ruffled nurse and found out several things about suffrage literature, red roses, and a registered letter sent just before his relapse the day before to a woman whose name was on the cover of a book on the table. She remembered many things she might not otherwise have noticed, and when she followed on into Canton’s room she was a very angry person indeed. She remained there long enough to re-

arrange some books on the table by his side, finding Gwen’s signature on two of them, then excusing herself on the grounds of the patient’s restlessness, went away. Later when Mrs. Vanderhyde rose to go she bent over her worried-looking brother and begged him to tell her anything he needed, or that she could do. Short of bringing the North Pole to him, she would do it ! “There is something you can do, Lai,” he said. “Introduce Miss Stella to Teddy Everton, he will take her about, and—and fill up her odd moments. Also will you make up that yachting party we thought out last week and invite him and her ?” “But, dear boy,” Mrs. Vanderhyde looked surprised, “I thought you were ePris there?” “Not at all, not at all, only a mutually arranged entertaining society, nothing more.” “Why, I’m sorry,” and her face expressed the disappointment she felt. “I did think—and she’s such a charming girl, dear !” “I know all about it, Lal ; but it’s no use. We’ve met heaps of charming girls ! With pretty gowns and things to amuse them they will always remain ‘charming.’ But, Lal, I’ll be better —of some use, perhaps, with something more. .Dear, don’t ask me. And Lal, I am not going on the yacht this trip. Count me out, but don’t let on to anybody till the last. day, I don’t want to be questioned.” He looked so childish with his brown eyes, pleading from under the white bandages covering his forehead, that his adoring sister, astonished though she felt, could only bend over and kiss him tenderly. There was something so pathetic about this strong man laid low. “All right, old boy. You may reckon on me, you know. You have your reasons I guess and I wish you luck ! Good-by,”—as she moved away. “Be good and do what Nurse tells you,” and she laughed at his answering grimace. But she did as she had been requested, and Teddy Everton from that evening forth became Stella’s devoted attendant. Stella herself proved not averse to his attentions, town was getting empty and things were dnll ; but she had made up her mind to being Mrs. Howard Carlton, and redoubled her efforts to charm and amuse the invalid in every possible spare moment. The opportunities were hers, Gwen was away, Carlton could not anyhow have met her more than three. times, there was all the yachting tour to look forward to in his company—he would forget if she, Stella, made herself indispensable to him. In that, however, she was wrong. A man worth counting never values the too easily attainable ! Moreover this was a man who, rarely influenced, did not easily forget. To him, Gwen’s spirit alone filled all space ; into a future without her he could

not look ; so it was possible he never even noticed 1he attention and care by which he was surrounded. So day after day went by till convalescence was reached, then strength regained, and the invalid forgot his pains in plans and preparations for the yachting party—and something else which in odd moments would make him pause, gazing into space with desperate longing, or smiling little smiles which surely had some serious meaning ! And so Stella did not know she was wrong until the night before the yachting party was to .sail. She was one of a few guests at dinner to celebrate the invalid’s recovery at Mrs. Vanderhyde’s charming apartment on Riverside Drive, and the word had gone forth that Howard Carlton, though requiring, as he most evidently did, the rest and change some weeks on the sea could give, had decided to remain on shore ! Stella had hidden her disappointment and mortification cleverly at first; but later in the evening as she stood apart from the others, looking down from the wide window across the moonlit river, she had to bite her lips, to keep the temper down. “Miss Rankin,” Howard Carlton stood beside • her, “or Stella, if I may ? Will you do me the great favor to write me down Miss Allison’s present address? There is a desk with ready materials just at your elbow. -I am booked for a motor trip and intend going that—Miss Allison’s way.” So he did not even know where Gwen was! Gwen had been faithful to her friend in that at least. Stella wished she could have spoken as she sat down at the little davenport and drew out an envelope ; but the abruptness of his move disconcerted her. She wished he had not come to her just at that moment when tears were so ready to fall !

However, he was not looking her way, his eyes were fixed now across the moonlit water, and their serious wistful expression suddenly melted the anger which had risen in her breast.

“Mr. Carlton, Howard, if I may,” she lifted her eyebrows humorously and the tears dried themselves, “if I put a note in this envelope will you give it to Gwen with your own hands?” HOWARD CARLTON wrote a note on his own account that night, and Gwen, receiving it two mornings after, nearly fainted over the breakfast table. What he said was surely enough to make many a stronger woman faint. “Little Suffragette: “A Primitive Man will call for you in an automobile between five and six o’clock on Thursday afternoon. He will carry a special license—not for the car—and will be glad if you will prepare to continue the journey with him on the follow- inc.’ day. “HOWARD RAYMOND CARLTON.” This was Thursday morning. When afternoon came she waited in her softest white lace gown to receive him. How she tortured herself as she paced the long drawing-room in an agony of yearning for his voice, his touch ! Suppose he didn’t understand. Suppose he— There was a sound of a car coming up the drive. “If he kisses me–it will kill me !” she thought in her madness—but it didn’t. The butler threw open the door, spoke his name, and softly withdrew. Howard Carlton stood for a moment gazing at her. It was some time later that he drew a letter from his pocket and handed it to her. It was from Stella and she read : “Darling: “You may have him ! I am going to join a Suffrage Society—to learn your ‘little ways.’

  Converts: The Love Story of a Primitive Man and a Suffragette by Joan Paul was originally published on VintageReveries - Vintage Fashion and Ephemera Blog