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That Don’t Sound Like You | Brock Boeser

title and inspiration come from the Lee Brice song of the same name. I like country music, okay? takes place roughly September 2015-August 2019. all games and other teammates are accurate.

because @captainkreider said “what if you write this for Brock” and I immediately had to rethink my priorities on who I will and will not write for. and then this happened.

length: 4.7 words

Girl, I’m glad you called

You met Brock early in your freshman year at University of North Dakota. He was always surrounded by people, popular and charismatic, even as a slightly awkward 18-year-old, but it seemed like he could, and would, talk to anyone who would listen.

You found that out for yourself when he plopped down a couple seats from you in some 100 level English lecture before leaning across the empty desk between you to introduce himself.

“I’m Brock,” he said with a grin.

You took a moment to assess him. His blond hair was tucked beneath a backwards snapback, looking every bit like a douche college athlete, but his blue eyes were kind, and his smile seemed genuine. You shot him a quick smile of your own before turning back to your notes.

“I’m Y/N,” you offered. Brock was still watching you closely; you flipped the page of your notebook.

Any further conversation was cut short by your professor coming in, his typical five minutes late. It was already the third week of class, and Brock had never sat near you before, usually choosing to sit more near the back, but you buried your confusion in favor of focusing on the lecture.

Brock kept sitting next to you, though, would start a conversation with you most days. It was a week and a half before he asked for your phone number, another week before he actually texted you to complain about how he didn’t understand an assigned reading. In the meantime, you’d learned that you hadn’t grown up far from each other in Minnesota– just a couple towns away from each other outside Minneapolis, his favorite color– blue, but only one highly specific shade, and how he’d been drafted by the Canucks but was still trying out the whole college thing.

“So,” Brock started one day in October. You hummed in response, not looking up from your notes– you were trying to review for the test you had after this lecture was over. Brock nudged your elbow, but you still didn’t look up at him. “Hey. Y/N.” Brock was starting to whine now, so you glanced up at him. “So, uh, we have our first home game this Saturday.”

You raised an eyebrow at Brock. He looked nervous, fidgeting with a hoodie string and chewing on his bottom lip. You poked him in the arm with your pen.

“Got something you wanna say, Boes?”

“Would you, y’know?”

You rolled your eyes. “No, Brock, I don’t know. Spit it out.”

“Do you wanna come to the game?” he finally managed.

Now, UND took hockey as seriously as some colleges took football, and you’d spent more than one conversation with Brock discussing hockey, so he knew you liked it. Of course you’d be at the game on Saturday. But Brock wasn’t asking if you were going as a hockey fan. He was asking if you’d come to see him play.

You grinned, and Brock ducked his head and refused to look at you. His cheeks looked a little pink. You poked him with your pen again, this time just below his ribs, and he squirmed and snatched the pen from your hand.

“Yeah, Brock, I’ll be there,” you assured him.

He threw your pen at you.

Brock scored a hat trick in front of the sold-out crowd and swept you up in his arms outside the arena.

That became the new normal for you two. You went to every home game to watch as Brock tore up the league as one of the best freshmen anyone had ever seen. He’d meet you outside the arena, and you’d end up at a diner with the rest of the team with Brock’s arm draped around your shoulder. The team accepted you into their fold easily enough, teasing and chirping you just as they would any other player. There was time spent alone with Brock, too, or as alone as you could get in a dorm building. It had started under the pretense of studying together, but over time, it usually ended under a pile of blankets and Grey’s Anatomy playing on one of your laptops.

Brock kissed you for the first time in early December, after the team swept the weekend against Denver. It was cold, and his breath brushed across your face in a white cloud when he leaned in, but his lips were warm against yours.

Not much changed after that, not really, except for the fact that Brock got much less shy about always wanting to be near you or touching you in some way, whether it was your knees pressed against each other beneath a table on a date, or a hand on your hip or linked with yours when you were hanging out with others.

He did trip over his own feet the first time he saw you wearing one of his hoodies, though.

You surprised Brock in Tampa in April for the Frozen Four finals, where he had the game winning goal, and three more assists to boot. You weren’t sure you had ever seen him smile as big as when you jumped into his arms and wrapped your legs around his waist after the game, Stretch and Drake and everyone else still screaming somewhere behind you.

Truck tires on a gravel road Laughing at the world, blasting my radio Cannonballs splashing in the water

Brock called you one afternoon in June, after life had settled down into the lazy days of summer. “What’s up, babe?” you asked, absently throwing a tennis ball for your dog out in the yard.

Brock hesitated. “Do you still wanna come out to the lake with us?”

You had talked about it, a little, back when it was still ungodly cold in North Dakota, and Brock had mentioned that his family was going to try and rent a place on a lake for a week or two in July. It had seemed so far away then, as distant future as graduating or Brock heading off to Vancouver, which feels foolish now, with July creeping closer every day.

“Yeah, of course,” you said.

The two of you talked about the future for the first time that week at Minnetonka, between bets of who could make the biggest splash, or turning up Brock’s playlists as loud as you could, yelling the words to country songs up to the clouds.

Brock wanted to stay at UND another year, use it to develop his game, but he whispered in the dark one night that he was scared of making it all the way to the NHL and not living up to expectations, no longer a bright star, but a supernova, left to fade into nothing.

You had dreams of your own, too. Graduating and getting a job in a big city, getting away from Minnesota and small towns where everyone knew everyone. California, maybe, or somewhere on the East Coast like D.C.

(Brock had made a face at you for that.)

You realized for the first time, too, that you just might be in love with Brock. You weren’t sure what to do with that realization, though, just tucked your face a little tighter into Brock’s shoulder, tried not to think about what you would do if Brock ever asked you to follow him to Vancouver. You weren’t sure you could give up your life plans for anyone.

July passed with days in the sun and nights near a bonfire, drowning in one of Brock’s hoodies as you sat in his lap under a blanket. You wished you could live in moments like those forever.

Sophomore year was different for both of you. You were busier with classes, and Brock was more focused on hockey than ever, determined not to let his freshman season be a fluke.

Not that anyone thought it would be.

Brock became an alternate captain. Continued to dominate on the ice, came back stronger after a couple of injuries. Brock Boeser was making a name for himself, and it was only a matter of time before everyone started paying attention.

The day after the team lost to Boston University in double overtime, the defending champs going out on their very first game of the tournament, Brock was home in Minnesota, signing an entry-level contract, and playing his first game as a Vancouver Canuck.

He had kissed you goodbye on Thursday before the team left for Fargo, with an “I love you,” murmured against your lips, his hands tangled in your hair, the promise of “see you soon” unspoken but understood between you.

But you sat on your couch and watched as Brock took to the ice for the team that believed in him against the team he grew up watching, you started to wonder just how soon that would be, and if you’d ever get your Brock back, or if you’d lost his love to the city of Vancouver.

Brock scored a goal that night. You’d always known he would fit right in in Vancouver.

Brock broke up with you that summer. You had seen it coming, maybe since last July, when you realized that your lives were heading in different directions, but that didn’t mean it hurt any less. You were supposed to go up to Minnetonka again, but you never made it that far before he was standing on your doorstep, hands shoved deep in your pockets.

Part of you wanted to insist that you could make the distance work, and maybe you could, maybe Brock thought it, too, but you couldn’t think of the words.

“I love you,” you said instead.

You dropped a Target bag full of Brock’s things on his parents’ front porch, hoodies and beanies and other things that were too hard to keep, before you headed back to UND for the fall.

You kept in touch some, congratulatory texts (you) or pictures of the weather (him). You received dozens of Snapchats during All-Star Weekend in 2018, especially of the adorable dog he ended up adopting– you had vetoed changing his name from Cider– but you were pretty sure he was sending them to everyone.

Until you got one simply captioned “would be better with you here.” You stared at the picture– the view of Tampa outside his hotel room window– until the time ran out, and it disappeared. Then another came in, and you opened it quickly, unthinkingly. “Not quite like the last time we were in Tampa together tho.”

The only time you’d been to Tampa had been nearly two years before for the Frozen Four.

The picture disappeared again, and you didn’t know how to respond. So you didn’t.

You graduated a semester early and made plans to move to the East Coast and get a job, start your life for real. No one commented on how you were about as far away from Brock and Vancouver as you could get.

You were doing laundry at your parents’ house, packing most of what you owned in your car to move, when you came across a green UND hockey T-shirt. It still smelled a little like Brock, even though it had been buried in your room for years. You spared half a thought to wonder if Brock ever even missed it before you throw it in the washing machine.

You were surprised, then, when you got a text– a real one, too, not a Snapchat message– from Brock later that summer. You had never responded to those messages he had sent during the All-Star Game, and he had stopped sending things after a while. That had been over a year ago.

Brock’s message was simple, just a “hey, how have you been?” You wondered if he even knew you moved, and you were immediately suspicious of ulterior motives.

You left him on read for a couple of hours, before responding, and your message was short, curt. Your suspicions were proved right when he responded within half an hour.

“so” “Some of the guys from UND are coming up north for a couple days” “and they’ve been making some noise about seeing you”

You sighed. You were too tired for playing games, talking coyly, pretending like you were anything more than a couple of exes, practically strangers at this point. You pressed the call button below Brock’s name, realized for the first time that you’d never removed the green heart emoji from his contact.

“Y/N?” Brock sounded surprised, as if he hadn’t been the one to text you first.

“Why now, Brock?” you asked. Why do you still care, is what you didn’t.

“Stetch won’t shut up about wanting to see you, and some of the other guys picked up the chorus,” Brock said. He sounded as tired as you felt. It may have been years since you had last seen some of his teammates from UND, it certainly sounded like they haven’t changed much.

You went quiet, chewing on your bottom lip. Brock rushed to fill the silence.

“You don’t have to come. I just- I don’t know what I was thinking. I shouldn’t have texted, I’m sorry.” His voice faded slightly, like he’d pulled the phone away from his ear to hang up.

And, well, you were going to blame what you said next on the fact that it was well after midnight and that you’d been awake for too many consecutive hours.

“When is everyone coming up?”

Brock was silent, not even the sound of his breathing coming over the line. You checked to make sure he hadn’t, in fact, ended the call.

“Uh, second week of August,” he finally said.

“Okay.”

“Okay?” Brock echoed. You could picture the crease between his eyebrows.

“Yeah, ‘okay.’ I’ll think about it,” you said.

You didn’t know why you said that.

You didn’t know why you booked a flight to Minneapolis, or why you were actually looking forward to it. Even when Brock texted to warn you that some of his Canucks teammates would be there with the old faces from UND.

You didn’t know what you were doing as you stood in the entryway of a lake house in Minnesota. Out on the deck, you could see some familiar faces, but you had never felt so out of place in your life.

This was a bad idea. No, it was a terrible idea. You weren’t in college anymore. These weren’t your friends, your people. They had all moved on with their lives, and so had you. A weekend on a lake in Minnesota would only bring back the memories and the regrets of years gone by.

You were just debating turning around and pretending that you had never even come when Brock stepped in and saw you standing there, looking like a fool. He looks surprised to see you. You take another step into the house.

“Hey, Y/N!” The surprise is gone nearly as quickly as it had appeared, replaced with what looks like genuine happiness. “C’mon, everyone’s outside.”

You follow silently, taking in Brock’s bare, tanned shoulders, the way his hair looks blonder from hours spent out on the lake. For a moment, you’re both 19 again.

Stetch yells when he sees you first, and then you’re being mobbed by hockey players. You only know a couple from UND– Stetch, Drake, and Josty, to start– and the rest are from Vancouver, introductions blurring together in a mess of faces and nicknames– Tuna, Petey, and Chris, who had definitely been called Dad by at least three different people.

You finally manage to break away and head for a drink, but Brock follows you.

“I’m glad you came,” he says, and you believe him, look into his eyes, painfully earnest and real and blue like the reflection of the sky on the lake. You offer a weak smile in return, not sure if you can say the same, not yet. Brock steps closer and opens the lid of the cooler you’re standing next to. “Jess says you ended up in D.C. after all. How is that? You happy?”

His question catches you off-guard, and you hesitate, too long. “Yeah,” you say finally. “Yeah, it’s great.” Everything I’ve ever wanted, except you’re not there, is what you don’t say. You wonder briefly if he can still see right through you.

Brock’s head is buried in the cooler as he digs through the ice, but you can still see the way his shoulders go up like they always do when he’s frowning. That’s a yes, then.

“What’s the difference between a White Claw and a Truly, anyway?” he muses instead of calling you out, before surfacing with one of each in his hands. He offers them both to you, and you take the Truly– wild berry, your favorite, not that Brock would have any reason to know that– and leave him the White Claw. He cracks it open and takes a long drink. You tear your eyes away from the line of his throat as he swallows.

“Boyfriend couldn’t make it?” Brock asks pointedly. Damn, he still follows you on Instagram.

You take a drink yourself instead of answering right away. “Couldn’t get off work,” you say. Which isn’t a lie, not really, but you hadn’t even asked, just told him you would be visiting home for the week. You didn’t think he’d love the idea of spending a weekend with a bunch of hockey players, especially when the one who’d invited you happened to be your ex-boyfriend.

Brock just blinks at you for a moment. “Well, I’m glad you could make it,” he says again, just as honest as before.

When the next person asks if you’re happy in D.C., you’re not quite as off-guard, and you manage to smile when you answer this time. Brock is watching you from across the deck, though, and you wonder if the smile looked as fake as it felt to everyone else, or if it was just Brock.

You’re arguing with Josty about something ridiculous, when Emma, Troy’s girlfriend, sees you for the first time.

“Oh my God, you cut your hair! It’s so cute!” she said before wrapping you up in a hug.

When she lets you go, you sweep your hair over one shoulder, an old habit from when it hung halfway down your back; it barely brushed your shoulders now.

“Thought it was time for a change,” you say, “and my boyfriend really likes it this way.”

Next to you, Tyson frowns and mumbles something about finding Brock. You and Emma both watch him go, a little confused.

I know it’s been a while, I don’t mean to pry But when I asked you if you’re happy, I didn’t hear a smile, and that don’t sound like you

You’re sitting on the dock with your feet in the water that night when Brock settles next to you. Up at the house, everyone is either asleep or on their way to it. You’re both quiet for a moment, just the sound of crickets and the water lapping against the dock.

“I wasn’t sure you’d actually come,” Brock says lowly.

You breathe out a laugh. “I wasn’t either, not until I was actually here,” you admit.

“Why did you come?”

“Why did you invite me?” you counter. It was the thing that kept bothering you about all this. Why had Brock decided to reach out now, after so long, after you’d moved on?

Brock sighs. “Hadn’t heard from you in a while.” It’s almost defensive, the way he says it.

“Not like you tried very hard to catch up ever,” you say, and it’s mean, because you had stopped responding first, but you hadn’t known what else to do, how else to handle the heartbreak you had to relive with every text.

“You fucking stopped talking to me!” Brock says, and, yeah, you deserve that, deserve the anger in his voice. You don’t expect to hear sadness, too, but you do.

“What else was I supposed to do, Brock? Keep torturing myself with every text I sent?” You can’t bring yourself to be mad. You tilt your chin to look up at the stars instead, pretend you can’t feel Brock’s eyes on you. The stars are so much brighter out here, back home. “You were off chasing your dream, so it was time I went after mine.”

There’s silence for a moment. Then, “Why’d you come here, Y/N?”

“I don’t know. One last hurrah for when we were all in college? For freshman year when the future seemed so bright? For when I still thought having a good job in a good city with a guy who loves me would make me happy, but sometimes I feel like I’m in the wrong city with the wrong guy?”

You get up before Brock can answer and leave him sitting on the dock in the dark.

Morning comes, and you’re not sure the conversation with Brock even happened, except for the fact that Brock is alternating between watching you intently and refusing to make eye contact. Chris makes everyone breakfast, and you now understand why everyone was calling him Dad. You settle next to Troy, lean your head on his shoulder.

“Did I somehow do something to make Petey not like me?” you ask, watching him talk quietly to Brock at the other end of the table.

“Nah,” Stetch says, taking a bite of bacon. “His English still isn’t great, and his default resting face makes it look like he hates everyone.” He pauses, takes another bite. “Well, and the fact that you broke our boy Brock’s heart. He’s sensitive, don’t ya know?” His tone is light, teasing, but his words make you freeze.

You gasp, too loud for the morning air. A couple people glance over at you, but you’re turning to Stetch, who at least looks like he realizes his mistake.

“Brock broke up with me,” you hiss.

Troy barely glances down the table at Brock, but you still catch it. For a split second, you consider just getting up and leaving, but settle for glaring at Brock, who doesn’t look up. His cheeks still flush like he can feel your eyes on him.

“I no longer want to be a part of this conversation,” Stetch says, making a move to get up, but you grab his wrist. He winces but stays sitting. “Look, he came back for his rookie year and was always kinda quiet-” You scoff. “-but none of us asked any questions, and then after All-Star he said you’d stopped responding to his texts.” Stetch finishes with a shrug.

“I stopped answering because I was still in love with him and stuck in North Dakota after he broke up with me that summer, dumbass. What the hell else was I supposed to do after he told me he wished I were at the All-Star Game with him? I was never going to be able to follow Brock to Vancouver, and he made it pretty clear he never really wanted me to, anyway.”

You didn’t realize that most of the conversations around the table had gone quiet until it was too late. Brock had gone pale. You had never wanted a confrontation, not here, but it was looking inevitable. Everyone else seemed to sense this, too, because soon the table was cleared, and it was just you and Brock.

“Why do you stay if you’re not happy?” is what Brock says first.

“I- what?”

Brock smiles at you, but it’s sad. “Do you think I can’t tell?”

“I am happy,” you say, defensive. And you are, or you will be one day, once you can finally stop thinking about Brock, about all the what-ifs, the possibilities that are long gone. You were getting there, too, before you came back to Minnesota for this weekend and everything came crashing down around your ears. Still, maybe this is the closure you needed.

“Oh yeah?” Brock says in return, and it's a taunt, really, mean in a way that he’s never been with you.

“Since when do you have any right to my happiness? What do you want me to say, Brock? That I always knew we were never meant to work out, but I fell in love with you anyway? That I went to D.C. and got everything I wanted, but once I had it, it didn’t seem right anymore? They say you never forget your first love, and, dammit, it’s really hard when yours is living his dream and tearing it up in the NHL. Is that what you want to hear, Brock? That I’ll never really get over you, even as I fall in love again, resign myself to the fact that someone else is going to fall in love with you someday, and be everything for you I couldn’t?”

Brock is frozen at the other end of the table. You want to jump in the lake, stay underwater until your lungs burn and your tears are hidden. You want to get in your rental car and drive, drive all the way to Minneapolis and keep going until you’re out of Minnesota and never look back. You want to kiss Brock, for old time’s sake, and you never want to see his face again.

He still hasn’t said anything, so you turn and go inside, past everyone pretending like they hadn’t just been watching everything. You’re throwing everything back in your bag when Brock stumbles up the stairs. You pause, cross your arms, and raise an eyebrow at him.

“Shit, wait,” he pants.

You can’t hold back the smirk. “Aren’t you supposed to be a professional athlete?” you say, almost without thinking.

Brock flips you off as he leans against the doorframe, but it’s half-hearted.

“You can’t just say shit like that and then fucking walk away,” he says, and it comes out more like a whine. “I just- I had no idea. Should’ve probably, yeah, but-” he stops, collects his thoughts. “What did you mean when you said you could never follow me to Vancouver?”

“Would you even have asked,” you say, which isn’t an answer at all.

“I don’t know, you were always talking about all of your plans, and I never wanted to stop you. I didn’t know if you’d ever want to follow me.” And, finally, for the first time in years, it seems like you two understand each other.

“Of course I did,” you say softly, and Brock looks up at you, surprised. “I just didn’t know that then. And then I didn’t think you wanted me, not when I was just some girl from college.”

“You were never just some girl from college,” Brock says quickly. He rolls his eyes. “You wanna know why I asked if you were happy? You cut your hair.” Brock sounds pained, and you remember all the times he would play with your hair while you cuddled on the couch or in bed. “Since when do you change something like that for a guy?”

“And I wouldn’t have had to change for you? After I’d graduated, if you wanted me to come to Vancouver for you?”

Brock’s recoils, your words like a slap to the face, but it’s not as vindicating as you thought it would be. “It’s not just the hair. It’s the way you talk, the way you smile. What happened to the girl I knew?”

And that’s the problem. You’re not the girl he knew, not anymore. You’ve both grown up, lived life a little more. You might still love Brock, but you love the Brock from North Dakota, not the one who’s been in Vancouver for two years. You don’t know that Brock, and maybe you could love him, but that’s not for you to find out. It’s not fair to anyone. It just took you coming out to the lake to realize that.

So you smile at Brock and say, “She got her heart broken and left North Dakota behind.” But you follow Brock back downstairs, spend the day out on the water, feeling settled for the first time since you got there, maybe since you had last spoken to Brock way back in 2018.

That town, that job, that guy You can leave them behind, girl, you know you’re better than that

The boys build a bonfire after dinner, as the sun sets over the lake, and someone breaks out the ingredients for s’mores.

“Y’know,” Brock says, resting his hand on your knee after you’ve settled into a chair. His hand is warm through the blanket draped over your lap. “For what it’s worth, there would always be a place for you in Vancouver.”

Maybe there would be, but you weren’t sure that that place was somewhere you belonged. You don’t say that, though, just settle your feet in Brock’s lap and take the marshmallow that’s being offered to you.

There’s a life waiting for you on the other side of the continent, and it just might be the one you were always meant to have.

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whatdoesshedotothem · 3 years

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Sunday 28 April 1833: SH:7/ML/E/16/0049

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- Note (per post) from Mr. Rawson ‘with respect to the waste in Whiskam lane I must decline any agreement for the present’ the 2 pieces of waste near (above) George Naylor’s house, the large (in a sketch annexed to his n°= 4213 yards or 0a.3r.19p and the smaller 968 yards or 0a.02.32p for both which having had some of his jury to examine them he ask (according to their opinion of the value) £30 which he trusts I shall think a reasonable consideration - of course, I shall not agree - as he will not make any agreement for the other waste, I would not give him 2d for that near George N-‘s would not acknowledge a right (that of sale) he does not possess – a few lines dated yesterday from Marian Market Weighton to acknowledge the safe arrival of the parcel on Friday morning – Mr. Robinson would examine the papers at home – should not see till Wednesday as she was going to Beverly on Monday (tomorrow) – hopes to write to my father on Saturday - Letter also 2 ½ pages from Mrs. Milne (Langton) for Mrs. N- whose right hand is laid up with gout - will be glad to see me on the 9th - will be at home till quite the end of the month tho’ Mrs. M- anxious for her to be off, as change of scene and plenty of society would do her more good than anything else - Mrs. N- begs me to go for a day or two to the Duffins

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so does Mrs. Milne, or she will not see me, as she must leave Langton on the 2nd or 3rd of next month CN- to accompany her - go to see little Tan (Norcliffe) at Bishopton school (near Ripon) and then stay with Mrs. Milne in York - so that I shall not see much of either of them - read my father and aunt Marian’s letter and Mr. Rawson - said I should not take the waste on those terms - mentioned the letter from Mrs. Milne and came upstairs to my desk in the library at 1 ¾ - wrote copy of short but very civil note to Mr. Rawson and wrote the above of today till 2 ½ - then wrote first ½ 1st and 2nd page and page 3 and ends to Mrs N- leaving the blank ½ sheet which filled to Mrs. Milne, and from 4 to 4 25 read the responses with my aunt in the evening prayers - came upstairs again immediately - sorry to hear Mrs. N- so laid up with gout in her right hand - shall hope to be at Langton on the 9th - why not CN- accompany Mrs. Milne and stay with her till time to go to Ripon and back and return with me on the 9th? - will write by tonight’s post to IN to ask her to be at home from Croft that Mrs. N- may not be left alone - must be one whole day in York and shall probably be 2 nights at the Black Swan - should not like to take 2 strange servants to the Duffins - not knowing even the faces of my 2 people - should not like to do that even to Mrs. N- will put off the D-s till my return - our respectable say there is much misrepresentation about the factory children - I myself no judge - would rather err in ignorance, on the side of humanity ,than from want of experience sacrifice the innocent - no politician or should hope Mrs. N- would not find that I had got any wrong-sided warp - wrote the following to Mrs. Milne - ‘Shibden hall - Sunday evening 28 April 1833 - I am glad, my dear Mrs. Milne, of any occasion which gives me the pleasure of hearing from you, tho’ gladness must sometimes be accompanied by disappointment, and pleasure is seldom very far distant form pain - I am sorry you cannot be at Langton during any part of my visit there, and the chance of the seeing so little of Charlotte is a great disappointment to me - Mrs. Norcliffe will tell you how I would make the plan, if I might - I cannot see, because I do not wish to see, any objection against our friend’s being with you till the 7th, going to Ripon on that day, spending the next there, and returning with me to Langton on the 9th - I shall probably dine about 8, and sleep at the Black swan on the 7th and remain there till the 9th for reasons given to Mrs. Norcliffe, and which, I trust, she will think good and sufficient - thank you very much for your si aimable espérance as to my visit in Micklegate - coney street will not be more distant, and it will give me great pleasure to find you at home - as you say nothing of the York invalids (your mother and Mrs. Best) I very sincerely hope both are quite recovered - Poor Charlotte! I can never believe her a willing victim to her pen - I have sent my love by Mrs. Norcliffe - may I trouble you with my condolence - Ever, my dear Mrs. Milne, very truly yours AL’ - till 6 wrote 3 pages and ends and 1 line under the seal to IN - should have written sooner but waited to say when I could be at Langton - only received her mother’s answer form the pen of Mrs. Milne this afternoon - to be there on the 9th - and probably at the Black swan 2 nights (in York) 7th and 8th - mention the plan I wish for CN- and beg IN- to be at home the 2nd or 3rd next month that Mrs. N- may not be left alone - no remorse about hurrying IN - as she said she would be returned the 3rd week this month - my Norman demoiselle to meet me in York on the 7th - my man servant to come here just in time to pack the carriage - shall be glad to make their acquaintance before taking them to the house of any friend - Love to all at the Rectory - hope all are well ‘and that my singular friend Marianne, has remembered as well as I have done her promise to give me two or 3 specimens of her consummate skill in dying plants - I have just made a place fit to put them in (behind 1 of the panels in the little sitting room) but will she keep them for me till I can receive them from her own hands? she would sometimes think whose they were and I am always glad to be remembered by my friends at the Rectory - I shall write to Mrs. Dalton, to ‘aunt Maria’, I hope, from the other side the water - my letters from here are too stupid - I am no politician, but abominate war, therefore all tumults coercions, hubbubs, East or West, go against my grain, and I neither like troubled waters in the Schedt, near the Bosphorus - (I wish it was more common to write Bosporus)’ -conclude Mrs. Best recovered as not named by Mrs. Milne - glad with all my heart IN- went over to see it - sorry I never told M- the message about the pine plants - but it would have done no good - asked a question on my own account 3 times before getting an answer - M- too pothered and busy..... Do Charlotte’s plans hinge at all on Norcliffe - I shall surely see him -yes! you told me of your unavailing inquiries after Mrs. Barlow - I have heard of her - she is in Italy - I have fixed nothing beyond Paris - sick of hope delayed, I shall take care my next schemes do not come to the birth till there is strength to deliver them - God bless you my dearest Isabella! I have always been less a change cling than some have thought, and am and shall ever be very faithfully and affectionately yours AL’ -

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wardencommanderrodimiss · 6 years

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glasses

Really quick and messy Fae AU ficlet with Phoenix and Ema, written in about an hour and a half, trying to get myself back into the swing of the AU.

On the sixteenth of April, a box arrives at the Wright & Co. Law Offices.

Phoenix is suspicious of it, because Phoenix is suspicious of most things. It makes life in Los Angeles easier to trust nothing and no one, a conclusion Phoenix came to the hard way and has remained true to since. He examines the box on the doorstep without touching it; seeing no enchantments or curses and a European return address, he gingerly carries it inside and sets it on the coffee table.

(He would be much more suspicious if it came from anywhere in the LA area, because this is the hotbed and haven of the Court, and Phoenix inextricably tied to its royal family, Maya with her rows of sharks’ teeth and Pearl’s opalescent shiny skin, Iris insubstantial like ash and Mia and Dahlia who Phoenix does not know what they looked like beneath glamour. There’s a second Court, Maya says, one that her family once split from, somewhere in the Himalayas, but she doesn’t know more about it or worry more about it than that, so Phoenix filed the information away in the back of his mind to remember if he ever meets someone or receives something strange from that part of Asia. But Europe does not fall in the area of his suspicious -- Europe was home to Miles Edgeworth and Franziska von Karma, the two most solidly grounded people in Phoenix’s life, the two who look the same no matter what set of eyes he looks at them through.)

He cuts open the box and finds on top a letter, and beneath that, four Swiss chocolate bars that do not necessitate this box that is half again their length and deeper than them all stacked. The letter is written on lined paper torn from a notebook, the curly torn edge still attached.

Mr. Wright, it reads, and he almost recognizes the handwriting, a messy, loopy, child’s scrawl, and a quick run-down of his tiny circle of acquaintances and who among them are based in Europe lands him on the identity of the sender.

I lost the password for and got locked out of the email that I gave you back when, and I’d lost yours, so I had to snail mail but thought maybe it’s better for me to give you a box to start.

Phoenix sits down on the couch. There’s a few pages folded together.

Anyway I was home for vacation/as a translator for one of my professors - I get a scholarship for it! Sorry I didn’t get to see you. Didn’t have time, but I got to investigate a bit with Mr. Edgeworth. He seems to be doing good. I don’t know how much you talk. I helped him and his assistant on a couple cases and saw Detective Gumshoe too. It’s really helped my resolve to be a forensics investigator. (Sorry that I’ll be going up against you someday, but I’ve got to be on the prosecution’s side. I expect you to defend on all the cases I work on! It can be like a reunion.) Talking w Mr. Edgeworth’s assistant got me thinking, because she

Wait, his assistant? He has an assistant? It must be a new development -- in the past two months, since Phoenix last saw him. Ema can’t mean Franziska -- there’s no way Franziska would ever let a misconception like that take shape.

(Phoenix hasn’t spoken to Edgeworth since February. It’s probably time to reach back out.)

because she was talking about difficulties of what if there’s magic in the case that needs to be investigated. So I got an idea when we were talking about Luminol, and I was thinking about you and your magatama.

Phoenix does not like where this is going.

If it’s not too much trouble, can you get two magatama and mail them to me? I looked at mail rules and stuff and there’s no regulations about sending magical objects in the mail, I couldn’t find. You told me they weren’t particularly hard to make and the price shouldn’t be too steep, but you’re a lawyer and good with deals and contracts and I’m not so much. I didn’t think I should risk contacting anyone myself. I didn’t think you’d be happy about that. I need these to further the cause of science. You’ll be a great help. I can site cite you as my research assistant if I publish any papers on it. (The chocolate is not a bribe. I thought you might like it.) Sincerely, Ema Skye PS I have a new email

In spite of it, Phoenix laughs. “Oh, Ema,” he sighs, shaking his head, and then he glances quickly behind himself, because he feels like something or someone is at his shoulder. The office is empty, because of course it is, but he knows Mia would be interested, and definitely once she heard Ema’s name.

He does admire Ema’s tenacity, and her enthusiasm, and that she’s at least mindful enough to know that she shouldn’t go out-of-the-blue trying to summon one of the fae to get a stash of magatama. (And that apparently part of her litmus is whether Phoenix would be disappointed in her.)

Taking the last page of the letter with him, he goes over to Mia’s desk and boots up the computer. It’s slow, but he has no inclination to get a new one. He’ll use it until it explodes. His money can be better put to other things, like groceries. He doesn’t use it enough to make a new one a worthwhile investment.

He pulls up a new email window and plugs in Ema’s address.

Ema, What exactly do you want two magatama for? I’m not going to consider anything without knowing what your plan is and advising you on whether it’s dangerous. -Phoenix

He waters Charley and picks a few pens up off the floor -- he doesn’t remember dropping them and not picking them back up and wonders if Maya appears in the night to scatter things -- and when he gets back to the desk he already has a response.

Mr. Wright. I think I have an ingenius solution for most investigators not having the sight. I’m going to mount hte magatama on a glasses frame for hands free investigating. I also want to see if I can use sandpaper/shop tools to cut open the hole in the center so it’s easier to see thru. I want to know if the exact shape of the magatama is important for its magical prowess and if it loses its power if parts of it are cut off. I think four might actually be a better number for the first batch. It gives me room to mess up. Thanks, Ema

Phoenix rubs his eyes and feels a headache approaching.

If you were going to try modifying it I wouldn’t recommend using anything metal, even if it’s not iron. Sandpaper would take longer but less risk of a bad reaction. But also, no.

It’s a really interesting question, actually, and Phoenix suddenly, badly, wants to know the answer, but he can’t condone the risk. Ema might draw attention to herself with the magatama, by altering them, or worse, attention from someone that wasn’t Maya or Pearl (because they are the only ones Phoenix would ask for a magatama) by her closer proximity to the Himalayas than Kurain. Or worse, she might succeed in making the glasses, wear them, and See things she shouldn’t and acquire bad attention that way. It’s rude to stare at the fae through a magatama -- the one rule for trying is don’t get caught which is difficult when it’s such an obvious and blatant motion -- and he fears that while there are no rules for a subtle magatama, one that doesn’t look it, the result might be even worse. Not only would she be staring, but Ema would also be trying to hide it, to get away with something she shouldn’t.

(It’s just scientific curiosity, he knows, nothing she means to be harmful, but They might not see it that way.)

Please, Mr Wright, it’s science! It’s important! Don’t you want to know? I’ll just take one to start with. It could really help our justice system and make sure that even magic isn’t above the law and isn’t getting away with crime.

He puts his head in his hands. God, Ema’s probably eighteen, now, isn’t she? She’s probably too old for him to petition to legally adopt her and bring her back to LA to keep an eye on her. Her extended family probably wouldn’t stand for it, anyway. He wonders what Lana would think.

I think it’s a clever idea, but too risky for you. I don’t want to see you getting hurt or locked in a bad deal or ending up like me. Promise me you won’t try and get any magatama yourself.

Mia likes to bind promises made in this office, make them stay true, and Phoenix wonders if that will work when one of them isn’t here, when Ema is on another continent, when Phoenix asks for the promise in electronic words. This isn’t honest of him, to try and lock her with magic into a promise, and for your own good is a slippery slope where naught but ash and bones lie at the bottom.

But Phoenix also spent a year living with my fault a mantra beating in his head, telling him that chosen death was my fault, and he was the one to introduce Ema to magic, to magatamas, to Sighted eyes, and if in investigating that she gets in over her head —

My fault.

He reads over his email again, after sending it, after he can’t take back the words, and it surprised him how much of his heart he laid out. I don’t want to see you ending up like me. He’s thought that, at Ema and Edgeworth and Franziska, but never said it. It’s easier for that sentiment to escape through his fingers than from his lips.

(He should try emailing Edgeworth but is afraid of what he might find himself able to say.)

Okay, okay, geez. You’re really serious on this. I like my soul where it is, tho, you don’t need to worry about that. I’m not gonna give it up for a science experiment but once I’m home and a real forensic scientist I’m coming to your office and hitting you up for this experiment because I still think it’s really important even if you’re gonna be an old fuddy about it.

No one’s ever accused him of being old before, though admittedly he thinks that being old is a blessing he won’t actually ever be afforded.

Good, good. So how’s school going? What were the cases you investigated with Edgeworth about? I didn’t know he had an assistant.

She probably knows this is a clumsy redirect, something to distract her, and she doesn’t respond until the next day — he thinks she’s mad at her until she sends back a novel-length response detailing the specifics of the crime scenes, evidence discovered, culprits, and methods.

In the next few days it’s suddenly much, much harder to keep a normal conversation going, to avail himself of anything but puzzling out the indistinct pieces of the Gramarye case that has left him unmoored and adrift, but the sporadic times he does manage to keep responding to Ema, he doesn’t mention it.

She probably knows the Gramarye name — everyone in LA does, the local coven like cryptids who appear when desperately needed to cut little dangerous deals. And if he mentions Gramarye she’s probably going to think magic crime and she’s going to return to the thought of the glasses —

Safer to keep her separate from that. Safer to keep everyone separate from that.

He only learns from Apollo and Trucy that she’s returned to the States, is working down at the precinct and on crime scenes now.

She doesn’t appear on his doorstep to bug him for a magatama.

#fae au tag #fic: the seelie of kurain #this is mostly of no consequences but there's a few new tidbits of worldbuilding #the stuff about a second Court will get spun into the main fic sooner or later and i've mentioned it in my extra discussion posts #but ema taking a scientific approach to magic has been something i've been thinking about and this was a thing on my mind #her idea here will probably come up in the main fic too. she'll be making her first major appearance soon #fae au extras

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veryfineday · 3 years

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Saturday 23 April 1825

6 5/60

10 3/4

.. [Anne’s period]

From 7 3/4 to 10 10/60 wrote the few last lines of the 1st end, the whole of the 2nd a great deal under the seal, all very small and close, and crossed the 1st page of my letter (began on wednesday part written on Thursday and finished this morning) to ‘madame madame Barlow, Quai Voltaire no.15, Paris’, all which read over, wafered, and directed, and gave for George to take to the post-office –

I have had no time to make extracts but it is very affectionate say she will perhaps ssee me again before the all off[er]ed two years are expired write as if having no wish but to make her my wife §§ yet say she knows ‘the hard necessity of circumstance that clings around me now’ bid her do what is best for her own interest and for Janes § for her sake I can forget to be selfish nay more than this abhor thought bid her ‘not sacrifice a certain good for the upncertain prospect of making happy one whose affections she had gained forever but whose hopes of happiness had waked not from their sleep of years till roused by you to live and tremble once again’ § – all this brought on by my saying I had been taken by surprise altogether tho I ought not to have been by the reappearance of her ‘old beau’ that is Mr William Bell § said I had not the same feeling of repugnance towards him as Mr Hancock between whom to again use her aunts words il nya pas de choix in point of gentility Mrs H[ancock] nothing beyond her bright grates in bread street but bade her not atten[d] to me but make other inquiries said I did not mean to reflect on her taste she had seen Mr H[ancock] ‘in ignorance and at Place Vendome two reasons taken conjointly quite enough to excuse the whole thing’ –

she would not ruin me in postage – if her letters cost no more than now and she write regularly every fortnight of her life, they would only cost 47 shillings and 8 d.pence a year a sum far greater than which I should save by the habits of economy her regard had taught me – why did she not marK the little volumes? § Rousseaus Nouvelle Heloise she herself was the only one to whom I would give did she think I could now make such presents to others perhaps she would soon become what she was pleased to call ‘more rational’ without much effort ‘you have taught me much untaught before and surely I must strangely learn that hardest science to forget [wh]ere I can associate another with those sentiments which you have chastened and refined there is a little sacred record in my memory that would star t up into life against me’ were I to give these too interesting volume to any other than herself – had before all this bidden her not tell me any more of her being an injury to my future prospects etc. etc. § they we were good enough to content me I wanted nothing more than I was likely to have ‘save that most difficult to gain of all possesions a heart in unison with my own’ –

§ alluding to madame G-[Galvani] ‘They are who thinK but little or tomorrow or of yesterday – are they the happier? I doubt it much – Then are, too, who have no faith in worlds to come; who have no stay for thought to rest upon, and, with whom, it would ‘destroy their paradise’ – when ‘we go hence, and are no more seen, who ever much remembers us, save that lonely one within whose heart our shrine was raised?’

ThanKs for her present of the Environs of Paris – I should con it over and plan some litt[l]e excursions for us concluded my letter with bidding her tell me everything and ‘remember it is the gentle beam of affection not the meridian blaze of intellect that makes happy the heart of your affectionately attached AL’ –

vide last wednesday page 285. no observation made on mrs. B-’s[Barlow’s] letter because I had not time – 3 pp.pages long ends, and a great deal under the seal, all very small and close – § very very affectionate ‘a diversity of objects and scenery saved you from the intense misery I have suffered’ and she goes on to describe feelings much more intense than I had ever dreampt of her experiencing for me it ended in her being ill and having a great deal of fever for which Mrs Guantlet made her take calomel etc. § ‘I became so ill I had so much fever that I composed letters in my brain to your uncle telling him that your return alone could save my child from being an orphan’ – ‘so thin am I that my rings are laid aside I kept losing them every moment’ – about the going to Edmonto[n] etc. she says ‘I know not how to express all my obligation none but yourself could have acted as you describe the invention and decision was unique and the desc[r]iption capital’ –

§ Mr William Bell her ‘old beau’ had called and sat two hours with her making it evident he would offer if he thought he had the smallest chance of being accepted § ‘when I saw him..... I asked myself is that the man who caused much a sensation in our families how altered how changed in every respect’ – ‘would that I had but one day more of your dear societyelf in this ssalon I have so many things unsaid which perhaps we may never meet with op[p]ortunity to express but to tell you truly I must have many days of your society to induce me to undergo the agonized feelings I endured the days which followed your departure I thought I was near my end not that I fear death but on my childs account not that I love you less but that I feel satisfied you would be decidedly better provided for without the burden of my acquaintance which can only prove disadvantageous and imprudent in being encouraged I must stop op my pen for I know non [not] what my light head would scribble on to say the best thing I could do with this sheet would be to consign it to the flame my next I trust will be more rational god bless and prese[r]ve you you know all I would say adieu CMB’ thus ends the third page –

Her aunt writes that mr. de Lancey speaKs highly of me – Jane has got the SKetch booK with ‘which is extremely well bound – I never saw Jane so delighted with anything’ § – of madame G-Galvani ‘I do not Know anyone who only thinKs of the present so much as our friend – all her actions, even in respect to economy, portray the same character’.... my letter sent off from London on the monday reached mrs. B-Barlow the Thursday following (the 14th April) – and was charged 24 sols – written on my very thin French paper and wafered –

§§ in my answer when on the subject vide line 12 from the bottom of the last page slightly alluded to our connection none could possibly understand it but herself said I still sighed § after happiness gone by with a sigh more deep and long than she might think ‘in the midst of occupation when the strong voice of duty and necessity call on our attention the mind may be diverted for a while but tis the hour of rest when we retire into ourselves tis then when wh fancy brings to mind what absence takes away and thought of happiness gone by disorders all the heart’ said my own room was perhaps the worst place in which to calculate my loss – in an earlier part of my letter had hoped that at all rates she would not be disappointed in me as a friend § would have nothing to regret but my misfortune (this hard necessity of circumstance that brings around me now) nothing to reproach but my loving her too well this would be my only fault towards her which I hoped she would forgive ‘and even its very faultiness may wear away with time for time may come when my regard maybe your own without another voice to claim it maybe your own as well from duty as from inclination §§ – in another part speaking of my regard for her calling for no sacri fice on my part my prospect were good enough [?] and alluding to her thinking of Janes interest ‘even pride forbids that all the sacrifice should be on one side’ meaning hers § adding ‘if you were as ssingle as I am I should expect the same sacrifices from you I would in such a case make myself’ -

Breakfast at 10 1/4 – came upstairs at 11 1/4 – had just written the part of my journal of today on the last page when (at 12 1/2) Cordingley said Dr. Kenny and mr. Sunderland were come (to my aunt) went down – went into the drawing room, where they were with my aunt, for 10 minutes – then waited their going, and followed them into the front stable – spoke to them for a minute or 2 – Dr. K-[Kenny] thinKs my aunt in a very weaK, suffering state – a very delicate subject to deal with – this catching – convulsive motion of the diaphragm which has come on so much within these last few days, the worst symptom – I see he thinKs her constitution much broKen –

she had a warm bath last night, and is to have one again tonight about 98º Fahrenheit – after coming up to bed last night, went down to see how Cordingley had ordered the bath – found the tub 3/2 to two thirds full of water at 170º - staid 25 minutes till Cordingley had put in cold water that reduced it to about 100, or a few degrees more – my aunt too was sitting by the lower Kitchen fire waiting all this time – very bad management – and the tub placed just under the oat bread racK

staid talKing to my uncle and aunt, and did not come upstairs till 1 3/4 – then wrote the whole of the last page which tooK me till 3 – from 3 1/4 to 5 1/4 wrote 3 pp.[pages] and the ends (tolerably close) to mrs. N-[Norcliffe] to go tomor[row] – easy chit-chat, in answer to mrs. N-’s[Norcliffe’s] letter on wednesday 3 pp.[pages] (quite full) the ends, and a good deal under the seal –

a very Kind letter – I had no time to make any observation on it on wednesday – anxious to Know that M-[Mariana] did not visit colonel BerKeley – ‘why introduce her to him at all – old as Jam, I would not be introduced to him’... § a man whose character is so despicable and well Known, that it did not want the addition of his treacherous conduct to miss Foote, to make him as I believe he is, most generally despised .... it is not the 1st trait of treachery to a female’... together with what I copied from M-’s[Mariana’s] letter in my last to mrs. N-[Norcliffe] and the remainder I have copied in this, conclude the L-s[Lawtons] did not visit him, but left mrs. N-[Norcliffe] to form her own conclusions –

§ on her 1st page mrs. N-[Norcliffe] writes ‘you and I suit very well; and, should I live and have my health next year, at this time, should much enjoy a sejour of a month in our capital (London) with you’ – answer after mentioning my uncle and aunt’s health, and saying Dr. Kenny had been here this morning to see the latter – ‘should they be well enough for me to leave them, next year, and this time, nothing would delight me so much, as a month with you in that 1st of cities, London – at all rates, I hope and trust, no flaw in your own health wil be the preventative’ –

Have asKed mrs. N-[Norcliffe] if she Knows anything of mrs. Middleton, daughter of sir William Grace, wife of Mr. Middleton of IlKley – mother of mr. Peter m-[Middleton] of StocKhill-parK who married Miss [Stourton] – wrote the above of this page read over and folded and directed my letter to mrs. N-[Norcliffe], and had just done at 6 –

Great deal of rain last night – rained from the time of my getting up, more or less, till about 3 p.m. – about 8 a.m. sent John Booth to desire nothing to be done at the foot path – no stones to be led, for fear of cutting Thomas Pearson’s field – Dinner at 6 1/2 – Did nothing in the evening – Fair this evening (vide the 4th line above) Barometer 3 1/4 degree below changeable Fahrenheit 44º at 9 p.m. at which hour came up to bed – Reading volume 1 Rousseau’s confession and looKing at the map of England and that of France, for about an hour – E [2 dots inside] O [1 dot inside] – my cousin came just before getting into bed

#anne lister code breaker #1825 #maria barlow

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awhilesince · 4 years

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Monday, 25 February 1833

6 3/4

11 40/..

Fahrenheit 46° at 7 inside and 35 1/2° outside at 8 – hazy soft damp morning – made and lighted my fire on getting up – had Charles Howarth with locks to choose out of for my book cupboard doors – from near 9 to near 10 reading De la B– (Beche) Geology breakfast

in the little room at 9 55/.. afterwards talking to Marian and she mended my pelisse a little then a minute or 2 with my aunt and came upstairs at 11 1/2 – from 11 40/.. to 1 40/.. wrote 3 pages and ends to to ‘Mrs Norcliffe, Langton hall, Malton’ and 2 1/2 pages to ‘Dr Belcombe Minster Yard York’ and sent off these 2 letters by Mrs Hemingway at 2 1/2 – chit chat to Mrs N– (Norcliffe) had told IN– (Isabella Norcliffe) to say I would write when my plans were fixed – still unsettled but impatient of being longer without writing

‘and could not bear the idea if your fancying what can never be true, that my memory is as idle towards you as my ‘pen’ –

determined to leave nothing to be settled in my absence –

‘more than reconciled to all this delay by my aunt’s being so wishful for me to stay over the winter’ –

must miss my friends in Rom, so not improbable that I may change my line of route – and no fix beyond Paris till I get there – ‘I talk of being here six weeks longer’ – surely IN– (Isabella Norcliffe) will be back from Croft by the middle of next month – hope to spend a little while at Langton – both my servants engaged from the 30th ultimo and now on board wages – should be glad if Burnett knew of a place likely to suit

‘a very steady, well-intentioned, obliging girl of 18, but looking 1/2 dozen years older, who has lived a year as maid of all work, with a dry gist in H–x (Halifax), and would be thankful for any sort of service in the kitchen, or upstairs, in a gentleman’s family’ –

mention her being sister ‘to the boy I sent to Scott’s, and would I have no doubt, be as well conducted in her way, as he is in his’ – have heard Ellen Best was going to be married – if true, hope the match will please them all – ask after everybody – ask Mrs N– (Norcliffe) to write – ‘Ever, my dear Mrs Norcliffe, very affectionately yours AL– Anne Lister’

Excusing myself to Dr. B– (Belcombe) for not writing a week ago when Miss W– (Walker) left here to go to her sister in the Highlands of Scotland – she had a lingering thought of seeing him again and put off my writing to the last –

‘She laid much stress upon my writing, and saying when I saw you, everything that was proper, and that could prove how she had been pleased and obliged by the manner and kindness of your attention – you certainly got into her good books; and I do not think she will very rapidly have as much confidence in any other physician’ –

to consult Dr. Abercrombie in Edinburgh – ‘the poor girl’s spirits had been very low for the last 2 or 3 weeks – what a lesson of proof that every exturnal blessing may be as nothing to ensure one happiness!’ thank him for paying the druggists bill of £2.12.6 and enclose him a £10 bank of England bill footnote – thanks on my own account for the wish to see me – mean to go to Langton – shall surely see them in the minster yard going or returning – but on this Mrs Henry Stephen B– (Belcombe) to hear from me by letter or word of mouth as soon as my plans are fixed – the Lawtons to be at Leamington as today – ‘Love to you all, and believe me very faithfully yours AL– Anne Lister’

from 2 1/2 to 3 35/.. wrote 3 pages and ends to Breadalbane Mac L– (Lean) thanks for her letter (received 2nd last month) and for all her kindness about the willow cuttings – still hoped to receive some and that they would ‘find me here till after the middle of April’ – a variety of circumstances had detained me – should have written some weeks ago but waited to tell my new plans

‘more especially, as your so kind offer of introductionary letters for Russia, struck me more forcibly than it would have done, had my Italian schemes remained unhalted’ –

After leaving here 1 or 2 visits to pay, that shall not cross the water till about the end of may – then too late for hotter countries – …

‘I have long wished to see the northern capitals, and promised the de Hagemans a visit at Copenhagen, so that for some time back I have literally been wavering whether to go so far north this summer or not – If therefore I should by and by surely remind you of your kind offer, you will not be surprised’ –

from Vere’s last letter their plans uncertain but in concluding she thought we might meet in Paris in April – and that they would be in London in May – In my answer I fancied we should meet in London

‘I merely added, that many more unlikely things had happened upon my paying, within the 12 months, my long promised visit to her sister Lady Harriet’ –

then on the cold at Naples, and extraordinary mild winter here – hear Mr Stuart MacKenzie has let his place in Lewes and is going to take his family to France

‘where he may be nearer to London then if he staid at home – I suppose his place at the India board is worth fifteen hundred a year’ –

glad the Mac Leans are all going on so well –

‘Poor dear Margret! no wonder at her conquest – I have no rememberance of her but as one of the most interestingly pretty girls of her age I ever saw – I wish you had told me more about them all – How does Sibbella go on? I should see Coll-house and all its inmates again, with more pleasure than you think – I shall never forget my tour in the Highlands – All is uncertain; but, Deo volente, how pleased I should be to be able to tell you of your northern friend – my very kind regards to you all, and believe me always very truly yours A Lister’ –

wrote the last 19 lines, and out at 4 1/4 – along the deep cutting in Trough of Bolland wood – nobody working there – Nathan and 2 men pheying away for wall above upper side the new road – the wall against (up to) the turnpike house so out of proper inclination (batter as they call it) ordered no more to be done till they saw me again saying I might perhaps have it taken down – 2 men trenching top of Godley field walled off to be planted – John Bottomley came up – asked me to look at his place since the colliers had filled up the pit and pulled down the sheds – he had bought the stones for 55/. – went with him – there must be some walling up – It seems Mr Rawson was really the primus mobile of the job – John B–‘s (Bottomley’s) wife they were obliged to get the little marrow pit 23 yards deep they had sunk to the upper bed for vent a little above the house –

So H– (Hinscliffe) had actually agreed with Mr R– (Rawson) at the very time he saw me (on Saturday) spite of his denying it – all this accounts for Mr R–‘s (Rawson’s) note of Friday – he thinks he has me beaten – perhaps he will be disappointed – It occurred to me to take in all the waste near John B–‘s (Bottomley’s), and then I could sink a pit myself without much trouble and set Holt to manage getting coals for me so as to look after Mr R– (Rawson) thought I, query? Is not that waste mine? – minerals and all? Go quietly over to York and consult Jonathan Grey – Get Washington to do plan of Willy or Brierley hill with adjoining waste, as also of marsh farm and waste and consult Jonathan G– Grey about both places and take in waste at both – thought I would make up my mind to stay here as long as wanted and would stop all further going on with the new approach road – no moving of the old bridge from over the brook – shall tell Pickels his mason not a sufficiently good workman – may send for Booth to straighten the wall – thought for a moment of going to Holt’s – then determined to wait –

went down the road and by Pearson’s to look at the old bridge – then took a turn or 2 up and down my walk and came in at 6 1/4 – dinner at 6 3/4 – had just done when James Greenwood junior who got married 2 or 3 days ago (prudent match) of the Conery came about the cottage at Godley – (I told Cordingley yesterday to mention it to him) said I had said nothing to the people as yet but would get Washington to say I wanted the place for one of my own people and had say whom and beg them to suit them and as soon as they could and Greenwood should hear more in a few days – amount of rent not named – he said I knew what the present tenant paid – If I have to stay long here, shall I run over incognito to Paris, and settle all there and pack up and bring over my books?

Read from page 101 to 112 before breakfast, and from 112 to 126 now since dinner De la Beche’s Geology very attentively with references to my maps for all the places mentioned – wrote the last 26 lines till near 10, my father and Marian gone to bed – went in to my aunt (at 9 55/..) and came upstairs at 10 40/.. – Damp morning and day tho’ rather finer in the afternoon – and evening – Fahrenheit 49 1/2° now at 11 p.m. but fire in my room now and all the day – 1 string of acorns came from Wiliam Keighley junior this evening

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April 21, 2017

Yesterday was such a great day, Actually, any day spent with her is a great one.

I woke up nervous, but excited knowing that I would see her. Typically, I never really care about what I wear or how I look. Like I mean I aim to look nice and stuff, but I usually don’t dwell on it. That was definitely not the case yesterday. I asked DJ if he could pick me up a little later than usual. The entire morning, I was going through my clothes; just trying to figure out what to wear. I would literally pause from time to time and be like “who the fuck am i?” I was all like “wait, hat or no hat, jeans or shorts, white shirt or blue/green shirt, would my Jesus slippers match?” and blah blah blah. I mean it’s pretty obvious to say that I was nervous for my “date” later on in the day with her. But i set my outfit options aside and went to school.

DJ dropped me off home. I downed my burrito we picked up from Taco Bell, and I stared at the clock. “Okay, 25 minutes to get ready.” So i changed my clothes like 4 times, tried on my hat, and kept looking at myself in the mirror. Then i chugged water, brushed my teeth, and ate gum. I looked at the clock “Okay, 10 minutes ‘til they’ll be on their way.” So I just waited around and put on some lotion. Then I got the text that they were outside.

We were in the back seat. The other couple; one driving and the other sitting shotgun. She pulled out her folder and handed me two pieces of paper. It was a crossword. At first, I was like “wait is this French or like English hw you need help with?” and she said no, so I read the clues. It had her name in a couple of them, then “you” or “your.” And after a while, I put two and two together and realized that it was a crossword about us. I told her before that I loved doing crosswords in the newspaper. And a couple days before our date, we were watching PLL and ft and I told her I was doing a crossword. And so she was replying with short texts and I asked if she was all good, and she said she was doing something. And apparently that something was the crossword. What a dork. Nah but, that was so cute and super thoughtful. I was honestly like taken aback by it. I know it might not seem like a lot to her, but I appreciate the little things like that she does for me. So I got a pen and started filling them out. Granted, I needed help with a couple, but I’d say I killed it.

We got to the movies, and when we got out of the car, me and the other half of the couple walked together and just started like joking around and going off about the other two and how we didn’t understand why the other two had feelings for us and how none of it made sense and how if/when they leave for college, it’s gonna suck ass and we’re gonna be heartbroken and blah and how typically, we wouldn’t get involved with feelings, but with them it’s different and blah blah. It was easy to talk to her about it because we had been friends through basketball. But anyways, the other two finally caught up, got the tickets, and we went in. We got tickets for Boss Baby, but she wanted to sneak into Unforgettable. We were waiting around because the couple got snacks, and I guess we looked suspicious because the lady from the front was full on watching us and saying like yeah, go to your right. And then when we did, I guess she was looking for Unforgettable but the dudes selling alcohol were like what theatre are you looking for and she said Boss Baby so they pointed us toward the opposite side of the hall. She was all like no, ugh its on the opposite side. So we sat outside Boss Baby to wait for the couple and they went in and were like well we wanna watch this movie so. And we were still sitting outside trying to think of how to sneak, but ended up walking in. And we stayed on the side for like a good 3 minutes just whispering about what to do, like “do we sit next to them, what if you wear my trench coat and i use your hat so they won’t recognize us” She kept shushing me bc I can’t really whisper. But anyways, we went up and sat with the couple.

She started doing our “high five” thing where we high five then end up holding hands. But she was annoying and made it hard for me to hold her hand. She clenched her fist and I had to pry it open so she’d hold my hand. It was just a bunch of like arm movements lol. Eventually she let me hold her hand tho. We were in the comfy recliner chairs so there was like the things that separated us and it made it harder to get comfortable like holding her hand and her holding me or whatever. But yeah, she would grab my whole arm and lean in it ish, while holding my hand. She’d make little noises like that lame chuckle she does, or over exaggerate a gasp or an aww. Each time I turned to look at her, she’d already be looking at me for my reaction. What a loser lol. Nah, but she always knows how to make me laugh. “Forget about the baby?” Ugh I love her.

After the movies, we stopped by the Hub to see if we could go in for free. She got out of the car to check bc I told her she should since she wanted to go lol. She did and I was like “love you” in that like higher pitched voice. She was like “no, don’t abuse that word. it’s special. and I didn’t hear the “i”” and I was like “yeah, that’s the point. that’s why I didn’t say it.” and she just closed the door on me lol. while she was gone, the couple asked my about the crossword, like to look at it. So I let them. And they were yelling like “shit, this is so cute awwwww” and she came back in and was like “what??” and they were like nothing that’s just really cute and I lowkey felt bad that I showed them because it was filled with “our things,” but it’s fine bc they won’t remember stuff and I like them so yeah lol. But yeah, so we went to Ala Moana to pee. And she was like “I’m ready for my piggy back ride.” I was like “nope, not happening.” We went to a different bathroom from the couple and couldn’t find them. But as we were walking around, I was usually behind her because I walk slowly. I would just look at her and be like “damn, this is real.” Like here in front of me is this breath-taking, funny, amazing, good-hearted person. And she has feelings for me. Like I was just in aww of my reality because she’s in it. Ugh, I can’t.

We were on our way to drop me off. I gave her the college talk ish; about how I think she should leave and not stay here. I didn’t want to end it on that note, but I care about her so much and she can’t keep pushing off this decision til May1st. I mean yeah, there’s a part of me that would love if she stayed because that would mean I could see her often, and that’s completely selfish. But an even bigger part of me wants her to leave bc that’s what’s best for her. She’d be happy up there. She’d see new things, experience new things, and just grow as an individual. But it is ultimately her decision.

Before I got out of the car, we high fived and she said I love you. I was like “okay, bye dude.... naahhh kidding. I love you.” And that was that. She texted me saying that I forgot my crossword, which sucked. But it was raining anyway, so it would’ve gotten wet lol.

But yeah, idunno man. Yesterday was great. Just being with her is something else. I love her so much. Throughout the entire “date,” I would just steal little glances and smile thinking “damn, I’m one lucky girl.” She makes me so happy. I thank God for her everyday.

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2 days or more on Phu Quoc, the pearl island

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2 days or more on Phu Quoc, the pearl island

Here is all you need to know to visit this popular place in southern Vietnam.

Best time to visit

The ideal time to travel to Phu Quoc, Vietnam’s biggest island, is from November to April.

This is the dry season in southern Vietnam, and the sea will be calm and the weather perfect for outdoor activities. It is the best time to unwind and relax on the beach or take a dip in the cool water.

Backpackers and those who want to go on an adventure should be mindful and bring enough water and sun-protection gear since things can get really hot.

From April to October is the rainy season. But it is also the peak season on Phu Quoc since it is the summer vacation. The island gets extremely crowded and all prices go up.

How to get there

The best way to travel to Phu Quoc, from both Hanoi and Ho Chi Minh City, is by plane. Vietnam Airlines and Vietjet Air have daily direct flights.

Phu Quoc International Airport is around five kilometers from the downtown. You can take a shuttle bus from the airport or call a cab.

Visitors from HCMC have other options like getting here by motorbike, car or bus and then a ferry or speedboat.

From HCMC, drive or take a bus to either Rach Gia (6-hour drive) or Ha Tien (7.5-hour drive). The bus fare is VND150,000–230,000 ($6.43 – $9.86) depending on the operator.

At Rach Gia, take a speedboat to get to the island. The boats usually depart at 8:00 a.m, 8:45 a.m, or 1:00 p.m and tickets cost VND230,000-250,000 ($9.86–$10.72). The trip takes around an hour. The speedboats allow motorbikes on board though prior reservation is needed.

If you are the kind who gets seasick in a speedboat, you can take a ferry from Ha Tien at the Thanh Thoi Wharf to Da Chong Port (Bai Thom, Phu Quoc). The ferry takes nearly three hours and the ticket costs VND185,000 ($7.9). However, Da Chong Port is not too close to the town centre, and it could take up to 40 minutes to reach the resort area.

Where to stay

Since the island has become popular among both Vietnamese and international tourists, there are many choices of accomodation available.

Those who want to stay in the comfort of professional lodging can choose from a number of places scattered around the island, ranging from luxurious resorts to cheap hotels.

Homestay services are also worth consideration to get more in touch with the local lifestyles, and saving money at the same time.

8 must-try experiences

Phu Quoc is divided into four main tourism areas: the centre (Duong Dong town) and the southern, northern and eastern areas. Depending on the intinery, it will take at least 2 days to get the most out of your trip.

Take a dip in the ocean.

It might seems obvious but one of the things, if not the first, visitors should do is jump in and take a dip in the ocean. In Phu Quoc, there are many beautiful beaches with clear blue water, gentle waves and water that is shallow and safe to swim in such as Truong, Sao, Dai, Khem, and Ong Lam. Each has its own character, so try them and pick your favourite.

Snorkeling in the coral reefs

It would be a shame not to go snorkeling to see the dazzling colours of the coral reefs and their diverse marine life, especially since coral reefs are not very common in Vietnam. Scuba diving services are available.

Hon Thom Island is the ideal place to explore the coral reef since the water is relatively clear and the reef remains somewhat wild. This is also one of the largest aquaculture and pearl farming areas in Phu Quoc.

Watching the sunset

Phu Quoc was named by the National Geographic as one of the best places in the world to watch the sun set. One of the best places on the island to behold this glorious moment is Mui Dinh Cau (Cape Dinh Cau). Here, visitors can get an unobstructed view of a sky painted with splashes of red, orange, purple, and blue as the sun slowly sets in the distant horizon.

Squid fishing at night

A squid fishing tour usually starts in the afternoon and ends at around 10:00 p.m. Visitors can either hire their own boat if in a large group, or join other small groups. The ticket is around VND330,000 ($14.20) per person. The price might vary, depending on the company and season. Freshly caught seafood will be cooked and served right on the boat.

Catch the sunrise

Waking up early and catching the first rays of the sun on the ocean is definitely a worthwhile experience. Not only will visitors get to see another beautiful display of colours and light, it is also an opportunity to see the fishing villages transform from peaceful little places into bustling markets.

Explore untouched islands

There are still many small, pristine islands around Phu Quoc. Visitors can hire boats to travel to some of these islands such as Hon Dam and Cape Ong Doi and explore their wilderness. However, visitors should only visit the smaller islands when the weather is good and the sea is calm and with a local guide on board. Do not go by yourself.

Take a walk in a national park

Located in the northeast of Phu Quoc, the Phu Quoc National Park is home to many unique species of flora and fauna, evergreen forests and mountains. Most parts of the park are protected though tourism activities such as camping, hiking, bird-watching, and photography are allowed at some places. Here is the 565-meter Mount Chua, the highest point on the island. From the top, visitors can get an amazing panoramic view of the whole island.

Visit Phu Quoc Prison

Take a step back and learn about the gruesome things that happened on the island during the war at Phu Quoc Prison. This notorious old prison was built by the French in the late 1940s. Now, much of the site comprises eerie dummies of Vietnamese soldiers reenacting the torture that was once routine here. There is also a war memorial to the south of the prison.

8 Must- try foods

Raw herring salad

This is a signature dish of Phu Quoc. It can be found in almost all the restaurants on the island, from high-end to budget.

The salad is usually served with fresh vegetables and herbs, coconut and peanuts, wrapped in rice paper with fish sauce as a dipping sauce. The dish is a wonderful combination of flavours and textures. The natural sweetness and softness of the fresh fish, the sourness of the vinegar and lime juice, the minty taste of the herbs, the crunchiness of the vegetables, especially the coconut, and a hint of saltiness from the fish sauce, are what make this dish so savoury and popular.

Ham Ninh crab

The crabs here are not big but their meat is fresh, sweet and they are reasonably priced. Depending on the season, the price is VND200,000-500,000 ($8.6 – $21.5) per kilogram. Choose the female crab to enjoy the eggs, and choose the male crab for more meat.

Grilled pen shell

This is also a very popular dish among gastronomes. It can be grilled with many different things like scallions and oil garnish or salt and chillies. Unlike when boiled or fried, grilled pen shell retains its chewiness, and that’s what makes it a popular favorite.

Sea cucumber

This is another one of Phu Quoc’s specialties. It’s liked by many people for its high nutritional value. Sea cucumbers dishes are usually served stir-fried with bitter melon and capsicum or stewed with goat meat or pork. Some cook them in porridge. But sea cucumber is expensive at around VND1 million per kilogram ($43)

Sea urchin

In Phu Quoc, sea urchins are mostly cut open and grilled on charcoal with scallion and garnish added on top. There are other delicious sea urchins dishes such as sea urchins sour salad, roasted sea urchins and sea urchins porridge.

Abalone

Phu Quoc’s abalone is famous for being very nutritious. It is also used in traditional eastern medicine.

Bitter bolete

This species of mushroom can often be found after the first rains of the season in the melaleuca forests. Although the mushroom can be a bit bitter, hence the name, it is believed to be a cure for tiredness, flu and headache and beneficial to internal organs.

Thanks to the mangrove oil in the mushroom , it is also said to have detoxification properties, which is a great remedy for hangovers. The mushroom season only lasts for around a month, so it is not guaranteed to be available all year round.

Bun ken (Ken noodles)

This dish can also be found in Chau Doc and Can Tho, but bun ken in Phu Quoc has its own characteristics. The dish consists of fish cooked in tasty curry soup seasoned with lemongrass and coconut milk.

However, while elsewhere they use striped snakehead, in Phu Quoc it is made with minced nhau or yellowtail scad, fishes that can be found in plenty in the sea around the island.

A bowl of bun ken is served with a layer of fermented papaya salad on top and the fish soup and vegetables underneath the noodles. Not as common as the other foods in this list, bun ken is found only at two places on the island: at the Dinh Cau Night Market and Ut Luom’s, a street stall known by all the locals.

Last Tips

Do not go to Phu Quoc during the storm season.

If you plan to visit during the peak season, you need to book rooms a month in advance due to the high demand.

There are a few areas in Phu Quoc where visitors are not allowed to enter. Be mindful and do not trespass.

Remember to check the schedule for the high-speed boat and ferry to Phu Quoc.

Story by Kim Cuong

Photo by Vy An, Thanh Luan, Goday, Vi Trieu, Ngoc Thanh

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Sick of Social Media? I Have an Idea For You

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Sick of Social Media? I Have an Idea For You

If you’ve been having trouble sleeping, feeling anxious, experiencing low self-esteem, getting distracted, procrastinating and/or wondering the meaning of it all, you can probably chalk it up to social media, and it’s probably time for you to go off the grid for a while. That said, I know how tough it can be to dismantle a habit so deeply ingrained, which is why I’ve outlined a time-tested approach to doing so below. I’ve witnessed several esteemed users execute these 15 steps with astonishing results according to their followup posts. I know 15 feels like a lot, but if you follow these closely, you just might find, nestled in the deepest corner of your psyche, the belief that you’re a genuinely good and possibly superior being to others. Good luck, and dog speed.

Step 1: Inform all your followers on social media that social media is really tiring you out, and that you’re considering taking a break for the sake of your sanity.

Step 2: Craft a relatable post to share across all channels that expresses why, exactly, you’ll officially be taking a break from social media.

Step 3: Share when you plan to return so your followers don’t wonder where you’ve gone (thus rendering you irrelevant), and so they know when they can expect fresh content from you. State a lofty duration of your break (this week, this month, this year) but with soft language like maybe, probably and at least.

Step 4: Check for likes, retweets, comments.

Step 5: Respond to the responses with thoughts and ideas about why you think social media isn’t good for you right now, or really anyone, probably, but no judgement.

Step 6: Check for likes, retweets, comments.

Step 7: Pen followup post that informs friends and followers how to reach you during this time so you can stay in as close of touch as you were when you were active on the social media, which you’re for sure taking a break from, like, very soon. Make sure people know they can reach you via text, email, LinkedIn (gotta stay up on work shit), Snapchat (doesn’t count), Skype (not social media in the strict sense) and WhatsApp.

Step 8: Pause hiatus to comment superfast about Kim’s new look then leave for real.

Step 9: In the days following, attend social gatherings and discuss how it feels to be off social media (great), while also recommending all your depressed and anxious friends give it a try so they can feel like you do (great).

Step 10: Peek over their shoulders as they show you funny stuff on Twitter and marvel at how much it totally doesn’t matter how much you’ve missed. Ask them to text you that gif tho.

Step 11: Hop on to tell your followers how good you feel — suggest they take a break too. Decide to start a social media movement! Imagine all the people you could reach! Initiate that hashtag #takeasocialbreak and then bounce.

Step 12: Don’t even check for replies; that’s how above it you are.

Step 13: After a long stretch of not logging back in and feeling borderline godlike, go to a really fun party that would kill on the ‘gram, aesthetically, and realize you’re ready to return. It’s before the end of the week/month/year, but you’ve gotten so much out of this break already that you feel ready to come back.

Step 14: Alert all channels that YOU’RE BACK BABY and that you’ve learned a lot, like a ton, and that you’ll share your learnings soon.

Step 15: Check for likes, retweets, comments.

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veryfineday · 4 years

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Thursday 14 April 1831

6 3/4

1 20/..

L V

Fahrenheit 61º at 6 3/4 and very fine morning - out at 7 50/.. - sauntered along the boulevard (north side) looKing in at shop windows principally went for the saKe of the bird shop opposite the passage des panoramas thinKing to get a loriot for Louisa Stuart, but did not see one and walKed forwards - passed the Elephant and went along the side the cananal d’austerlitz (late du jardin du roi) and all along the river to 5 or 6 minutes beyond the barrière (de la Rapée) then hurried bacK to the barrier and got into the omnibus there just as it began to rain pretty smartly -

got out in 1/2 hour at the Louvre (little narrow Rue de la bibliotheque) - not quite fair - hasted to the palais royal - looKed about in there - a curious and beautifully done little groupe in wood and ivory (an oldish woman and infant and boy and dog) per 150/.[francs] - then at the last juvellers shop on this side (west) after some hesitation bought little tortoise shell souvenir - little small case with almanac and asses sKin and pencil - to give Louisa Stuart tonight on her 13 birthday -

home (having missed all the heavy rain) at 11 50/.. - dressed - breakfast over at 1 - having 1st read my letter 3 pp.[pages] and the ends and under the seal from M-[Maraina] 2 1/2 pp.[pages] written before she got mine (last Tuesday weeK) - C-[Charles] does little else than cry - his grief for his brother is great as ever - ‘It seems to me that fresh sorrow starts up everyday’ - it will be terrible for poor [Pi-Mariana] if it continues the squire really a loss to her for now she cannot leave home and L[Charles Lawton] is always in her room and has lost all his improvement in temper and is bad as ever - she is almost bad as ever with her old complaint - Has been very unwell - had 12 leeches on her stomach on Friday last, and is taKing medicines recommended by her brother - all the harass she has had has KnocKed her up -

‘Some parts of your letter did not make me particularly comfortable, tho’ I did not feel to deserve its censure - Immediately on mr. Lawton’s death, I had much to do, much to thinK up, and of one sort or another 30 letters to write, those of dire necessity I did first - with regard to yourself the communication seemed to me better delayed till I could write more leisurely, for a few lines stating the fact would only have you more anxious about me, and there was no object to be gained by sending you word that I was harassed and almost KnocKed up by what was passing, - at the same time if I could have guessed that the intelligence would reach you thro’ any other correspondent, you should certainly have heard it 1st from my own pen - It is 2 years and a 1/2 since we are met, and something more than that time, since painful anxious and vain fancies brought me into a state of health the effects of which, I firmly believe would very soom have deprived me of all sense of wordly enjoyments - the evil was averted, and I have often thought since that period the only return I could make to providence for the mercy granted was ‘an earnest endeavor to establish a contented mind, to let no ‘anticipation be the thief of pleasure or pain’, but to be patient and easy, cheerful and satisfied under whatever disappointments or troubles might cross my path - To a certain degree I have succeeded and I can honestly say that during our seperation I have never thought of you in any way but that best inclined to make me comfortable - while there exists a bar to our being much together, I have only wished everything for you that could make you comfortable, and have been satisfied with all in this way that came within my reach - I shall be delighted to see you, and now that I Know you are coming, I can allow myself to thinK upon it, but till it was settled I was obstinate in thinKing unliKely’ -

has no idea where I shall find them .... ‘I hardly Know what you have to expect from ‘Lawton influence’ - what I shall say I should fancy was not difficult for you to imagine, what Charles may say it is quite impossible for any body to calculate upon’ unless he improves you will not find him less jealous of my time or attention than formerly nor more courteous or obliging than in times gone by last year he improved at present he is bad as ever

It seems C-[Charles] has been rather cheated of late - labour paid for that has never been had etc. etc. tennents running out their land - [Pi-Mariana] has written a letter to be transc[r]ibed and sent anonymous by Watsons brother in London to see if that will have any effect on L[Charles Lawton] who has not been fit to manage his affairs ssince his last fall from his horse [Pi-Mariana] wishes him to have a steward -

asleep on my sofa - read Le Temps - 10 minutes with my aunt - wrote the above of today - all which till 4 20/.. - then wrote a page to M-[Maraina] dinner at 5 10/.. - came to my room at 6 1/4 - dressed - had Forest - ready at 7 40/.. -

off and tooK madame de Hagemann and her little girl to Lady Stuart’s at 8 1/4 - only Lady Julia Lockwood and another Lady there and 3 or 4 little girls when we arrived the children’s dancing over about 10 1/4 - and sent the carriage home with little de H-[Hagemann] mamma went with her and returned - madame de BourKe and her niece miss Ferral there and mr. and miss Frisell, and monsieur de Calvimont, the granvilles, Hamilton Hamiltons and sir Frederic Robinson miss Emily Taylor and mrs. Knox, mr. Henry Stuart, said he had just heard from his sister, with whom Vere is staying, a bad account of her - confirmed consumption - met miss Scott entering the room as we came away - asKed after mrs. Barton - not well -

gave the little souvenir to Louisa Lady Sarah Savile came and took my fan and left me hers which I brought away instead of my own good friends with her and Lady Mexborough Miss Taylor seemed as if she did not seek my acquaintance I went out to tea with Mrs. Hamilton but it was mere accident and I saw as little of her as ususal talked to Lady Mex[borough] and her daughter and Mr. and Miss Firsell Miss Hiriott and the children and madame de Bourke and her niece and messieurs de Calvimont and Henry Stuart and Sir Frederic Robinson and had the de Hagemanns and spoke to Lady G[ranville] but she did not invite me to her ball tomorrow nor Mrs. de H[agemann] either who said she was asking everybody right and left and it was odd to be left out she said she did not care but said it with less truth apparently than I did I really do not care should have gone if asked but really better pleased to stay at home - an agreeable evening - very pretty ball - good tea, and refreshments, and table of KincKnacKs, dried fruits and sweetmeats etc. very pretty set out -

home at 11 55/.. - wrote the last 17 1/2 lines - very fine afternoon and evening - fine morning till 10 - then 1 1/2 hour’s rain and afterwards fine - Fahrenheit 52º at 12 1/2 tonight -

#anne lister code breaker #1831 #mariana lawton #lady stuart de rothesay

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marketingadvisorvietnam · 6 years

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2 days or more on Phu Quoc, the pearl island

Marketing Advisor đã viết bài trên http://www.ticvietnam.vn/2-days-or-more-on-phu-quoc-the-pearl-island/

2 days or more on Phu Quoc, the pearl island

Here is all you need to know to visit this popular place in southern Vietnam.

Best time to visit

The ideal time to travel to Phu Quoc, Vietnam’s biggest island, is from November to April.

Backpackers and those who want to go on an adventure should be mindful and bring enough water and sun-protection gear since things can get really hot.

From April to October is the rainy season. But it is also the peak season on Phu Quoc since it is the summer vacation. The island gets extremely crowded and all prices go up.

How to get there

The best way to travel to Phu Quoc, from both Hanoi and Ho Chi Minh City, is by plane. Vietnam Airlines and Vietjet Air have daily direct flights.

Phu Quoc International Airport is around five kilometers from the downtown. You can take a shuttle bus from the airport or call a cab.

Visitors from HCMC have other options like getting here by motorbike, car or bus and then a ferry or speedboat.

From HCMC, drive or take a bus to either Rach Gia (6-hour drive) or Ha Tien (7.5-hour drive). The bus fare is VND150,000–230,000 ($6.43 – $9.86) depending on the operator.

Where to stay

Since the island has become popular among both Vietnamese and international tourists, there are many choices of accomodation available.

Those who want to stay in the comfort of professional lodging can choose from a number of places scattered around the island, ranging from luxurious resorts to cheap hotels.

Homestay services are also worth consideration to get more in touch with the local lifestyles, and saving money at the same time.

8 must-try experiences

Take a dip in the ocean.

Snorkeling in the coral reefs

Watching the sunset

Squid fishing at night

Catch the sunrise

Explore untouched islands

Take a walk in a national park

Visit Phu Quoc Prison

8 Must- try foods

Raw herring salad

This is a signature dish of Phu Quoc. It can be found in almost all the restaurants on the island, from high-end to budget.

Ham Ninh crab

Grilled pen shell

Sea cucumber

Sea urchin

Abalone

Phu Quoc’s abalone is famous for being very nutritious. It is also used in traditional eastern medicine.

Bitter bolete

Bun ken (Ken noodles)

However, while elsewhere they use striped snakehead, in Phu Quoc it is made with minced nhau or yellowtail scad, fishes that can be found in plenty in the sea around the island.

Last Tips

Do not go to Phu Quoc during the storm season.

If you plan to visit during the peak season, you need to book rooms a month in advance due to the high demand.

There are a few areas in Phu Quoc where visitors are not allowed to enter. Be mindful and do not trespass.

Remember to check the schedule for the high-speed boat and ferry to Phu Quoc.

Story by Kim Cuong

Photo by Vy An, Thanh Luan, Goday, Vi Trieu, Ngoc Thanh

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marketingadvisorvietnam · 6 years

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2 days or more on Phu Quoc, the pearl island

Marketing Advisor đã viết bài trên http://www.ticvietnam.vn/2-days-or-more-on-phu-quoc-the-pearl-island/

2 days or more on Phu Quoc, the pearl island

Here is all you need to know to visit this popular place in southern Vietnam.

Best time to visit

The ideal time to travel to Phu Quoc, Vietnam’s biggest island, is from November to April.

Backpackers and those who want to go on an adventure should be mindful and bring enough water and sun-protection gear since things can get really hot.

From April to October is the rainy season. But it is also the peak season on Phu Quoc since it is the summer vacation. The island gets extremely crowded and all prices go up.

How to get there

The best way to travel to Phu Quoc, from both Hanoi and Ho Chi Minh City, is by plane. Vietnam Airlines and Vietjet Air have daily direct flights.

Phu Quoc International Airport is around five kilometers from the downtown. You can take a shuttle bus from the airport or call a cab.

Visitors from HCMC have other options like getting here by motorbike, car or bus and then a ferry or speedboat.

From HCMC, drive or take a bus to either Rach Gia (6-hour drive) or Ha Tien (7.5-hour drive). The bus fare is VND150,000–230,000 ($6.43 – $9.86) depending on the operator.

Where to stay

Since the island has become popular among both Vietnamese and international tourists, there are many choices of accomodation available.

Those who want to stay in the comfort of professional lodging can choose from a number of places scattered around the island, ranging from luxurious resorts to cheap hotels.

Homestay services are also worth consideration to get more in touch with the local lifestyles, and saving money at the same time.

8 must-try experiences

Take a dip in the ocean.

Snorkeling in the coral reefs

Watching the sunset

Squid fishing at night

Catch the sunrise

Explore untouched islands

Take a walk in a national park

Visit Phu Quoc Prison

8 Must- try foods

Raw herring salad

This is a signature dish of Phu Quoc. It can be found in almost all the restaurants on the island, from high-end to budget.

Ham Ninh crab

Grilled pen shell

Sea cucumber

Sea urchin

Abalone

Phu Quoc’s abalone is famous for being very nutritious. It is also used in traditional eastern medicine.

Bitter bolete

Bun ken (Ken noodles)

However, while elsewhere they use striped snakehead, in Phu Quoc it is made with minced nhau or yellowtail scad, fishes that can be found in plenty in the sea around the island.

Last Tips

Do not go to Phu Quoc during the storm season.

If you plan to visit during the peak season, you need to book rooms a month in advance due to the high demand.

There are a few areas in Phu Quoc where visitors are not allowed to enter. Be mindful and do not trespass.

Remember to check the schedule for the high-speed boat and ferry to Phu Quoc.

Story by Kim Cuong

Photo by Vy An, Thanh Luan, Goday, Vi Trieu, Ngoc Thanh

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marketingadvisorvietnam · 6 years

Text

2 days or more on Phu Quoc, the pearl island

Marketing Advisor đã viết bài trên http://www.ticvietnam.vn/2-days-or-more-on-phu-quoc-the-pearl-island/

2 days or more on Phu Quoc, the pearl island

Here is all you need to know to visit this popular place in southern Vietnam.

Best time to visit

The ideal time to travel to Phu Quoc, Vietnam’s biggest island, is from November to April.

Backpackers and those who want to go on an adventure should be mindful and bring enough water and sun-protection gear since things can get really hot.

From April to October is the rainy season. But it is also the peak season on Phu Quoc since it is the summer vacation. The island gets extremely crowded and all prices go up.

How to get there

The best way to travel to Phu Quoc, from both Hanoi and Ho Chi Minh City, is by plane. Vietnam Airlines and Vietjet Air have daily direct flights.

Phu Quoc International Airport is around five kilometers from the downtown. You can take a shuttle bus from the airport or call a cab.

Visitors from HCMC have other options like getting here by motorbike, car or bus and then a ferry or speedboat.

From HCMC, drive or take a bus to either Rach Gia (6-hour drive) or Ha Tien (7.5-hour drive). The bus fare is VND150,000–230,000 ($6.43 – $9.86) depending on the operator.

Where to stay

Since the island has become popular among both Vietnamese and international tourists, there are many choices of accomodation available.

Those who want to stay in the comfort of professional lodging can choose from a number of places scattered around the island, ranging from luxurious resorts to cheap hotels.

Homestay services are also worth consideration to get more in touch with the local lifestyles, and saving money at the same time.

8 must-try experiences

Take a dip in the ocean.

Snorkeling in the coral reefs

Watching the sunset

Squid fishing at night

Catch the sunrise

Explore untouched islands

Take a walk in a national park

Visit Phu Quoc Prison

8 Must- try foods

Raw herring salad

This is a signature dish of Phu Quoc. It can be found in almost all the restaurants on the island, from high-end to budget.

Ham Ninh crab

Grilled pen shell

Sea cucumber

Sea urchin

Abalone

Phu Quoc’s abalone is famous for being very nutritious. It is also used in traditional eastern medicine.

Bitter bolete

Bun ken (Ken noodles)

However, while elsewhere they use striped snakehead, in Phu Quoc it is made with minced nhau or yellowtail scad, fishes that can be found in plenty in the sea around the island.

Last Tips

Do not go to Phu Quoc during the storm season.

If you plan to visit during the peak season, you need to book rooms a month in advance due to the high demand.

There are a few areas in Phu Quoc where visitors are not allowed to enter. Be mindful and do not trespass.

Remember to check the schedule for the high-speed boat and ferry to Phu Quoc.

Story by Kim Cuong

Photo by Vy An, Thanh Luan, Goday, Vi Trieu, Ngoc Thanh

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