#mildred carter

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Mildred Carter - Hand Reflexology: Key to Perfect Health - Parker - 1975

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1908 Mildred Carter, later Countess of Gosford by John Singer Sargent (Christie's - Live auction 1731 of 30Nov06 Lot 67). From their Web site 3079X4143.

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PROLOGUE

June 6th, 1944 - 0300

Normandy, France

OSS Operative - Julienne

There's a quiet consumption about the darkness. About crickets. About the sun setting and disappearing from the day, only to return a multitude of hours later when you had needed it most. If there were any night to remember, and a night that slowly faded into the early morn, it would be this night. This very night where I wished for darkness for days.

- Esther Armstrong, on Operation Overlord, D-Day, from Stroke of Luck

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Mildred Acheson, Countess of Gosford (born Caroline Mildred Carter) (March 2, 1888 – September 7, 1965) was an American heiress who married into the British aristocracy.

Mildred was born on March 2, 1888 in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Millie, as she was also known, was the only daughter of diplomat John Ridgeley Carter and Alice Carter. Her younger brother was banker Bernard Shirley Carter, a prominent banker with Morgan, Harjes & Co. who married Louise Hope Thacher.

Her paternal grandparents were Mary Buckner Carter and Bernard Carter, a member of the prominent Carter and Lee families of Virginia and was a descendant of Henry Lee III, the 9th Governor of Virginia. Her maternal grandparents were David Pierce Morgan and Carolyn Morgan. Her maternal uncle was William Fellowes Morgan Sr. and among her first cousins was William Fellowes Morgan Jr.

Her father was a diplomat of the United States, serving as the First Secretary to the American Embassy in London.Later, he served as the U.S. Minister at Bucharest from November 14, 1909 until October 24, 1911. He also concurrently served as the U.S. Minister to Serbia and Bulgaria.

In May 1908, noted American portrait painter John Singer Sargent painted a portrait of Mildred in London that was described at the time by The New York Times as "in the painter's best manner and brings out all of the innate sweetness of nature which has endeared Miss Carter to her English as much as to her American friends, all of whom agree that she has the wonderful tact and urbanity of her father." She was presented at the Court of St James's in 1909.

On June 21, 1910, Mildred was married to Archibald Acheson, Viscount Acheson at St George's Hanover Square Church in London followed by a reception at Dorchester House. The Viscount Acheson was the eldest son, and eventual heir, of Archibald Acheson, 4th Earl of Gosford and Lady Louisa Montagu, a Lady-in-Waiting to Queen Alexandra. His paternal grandfather was Archibald Acheson, 3rd Earl of Gosford and his maternal grandparents were William Montagu, 7th Duke of Manchester and the former Countess Louisa von Alten. Together, Mildred and Archibald were the parents of the five children.

Viscount Acheson's father died in 1922 (shortly after selling the family seat Gosford Castle) and he succeeded to the earldom of Gosford. Five years later in 1927, the couple separated and Lord Gosford went to New York City. The Countess of Gosford obtained a divorce in December 1927, and he remarried to Beatrice (née Claflin) Breese, a granddaughter of merchant Horace Brigham Claflin, on October 1 1928.

Mildred died on September 7, 1965 at Palazzo Salis, her home in Bondo, Switzerland.

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MILDRED CARTER and ROLANDE PELLETIER in AND THEN THE DAWN CAME (a bob fic) [coming soon]

The duo had been staring out towards the darkness for only a few hours now, at least for the better part of the early morning (way too early of a morning); they'd arrived at the designated location late last night only to find that they were desperately alone in the Normandy wilderness - now they awaited movements, signs of gunfire or even light to signal they could prepare to move locations again.

" This is my first time in Normandy." the Maquis member whispered from beside Mildred, barely moving an inch of her body, perfectly poised in textbook form, blending into the tree that stuck up from the ground beside her," This makes me hope that it is my last." A thin-lipped smirk perked up on the corner of Mildred's lips there in the darkness.

" It's my fourth." Mildred said quietly back, catching the Maquis member's peripheral vision move its way over towards her," Makes me think the war is trying to tell me something." The Maquis member's chuckle against the leaves of the tree was worthwhile.

" It is not doing good job of telling you." the Maquis member whispered back," It appears that for others, it did job well enough. For you? I am highly in doubt of such thing." Mildred felt goosebumps press against her skin as a chill ran up her spine, despite the thin layer of sweat that materialized on her forehead once she had jumped out of the transport and followed the Maquis member into the dark tree line to hide from sight.

" I think the prison sentence was enough." The Maquis member's eyes did not shy away from meeting her own as their gazes collided in the darkness, her dark brown eyes, searching Mildred's own green ones, flicking about before moving to hold her attention again. Speculating. Assessing.

" Prison sentence." the Maquis member said," You do not appear to be the type to deal with such things." Mildred almost snorted at her words and shook her head.

" I don't appear to be a lot of things now, do I?"

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ATTDC OCs as Taylor Swift Songs (just AHHHH)

[mainly because this post has been in progress for ages and recently i've been doing a lot of listening to taylor swift so here we are....let's just say the accuracies are THERE for these ladies!]

Esther Armstrong — The Archer

Combat / I'm ready for combat / I say I don't want that, but what if I do? / 'Cause cruelty wins in the movies / I've got a hundred thrown out speeches I almost said to you

Mercy Codona — You’re On Your Own, Kid

'Cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned / Everything you lose is a step you take / So make the friendship bracelets / Take the moment and taste it / You've got no reason to be afraid / You're on your own, kid

Margareta Geringher — mad woman

And there's nothing like a mad woman / What a shame she went mad / No one likes a mad woman / You made her like that / And you'll poke that bear 'til her claws come out / And you find something to wrap your noose around

Lucy Gardner — mirrorball

When they sent home the horses and the rodeo clowns / I'm still on that tightrope / I'm still tryin' everything to get you laughing at me / And I'm still a believer, but I don't know why / I've never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try / I'm still on that trapeze / I'm still tryin' everything to keep you looking at me

Rolande Pelletier — Anti-Hero

It's me, hi / I'm the problem, it's me (I'm the problem, it's me) / At teatime, everybody agrees / I'll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror / It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero

Mildred Carter — Would’ve, Could’ve, Should’ve

If clarity's in death, then why won't this die? / Years of tearing down our banners, you and I / Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts / Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first

Yvette St. Clair — champagne problems

How evergreen, our group of friends / Don't think we'll say that word again / And soon they'll have the nerve to deck the halls / That we once walked through / One for the money, two for the show / I never was ready so I watch you go / Sometimes you just don't know the answer

Jeannie Deschamps — my tears ricochet

And I can go anywhere I want / Anywhere I want, just not home / And you can aim for my heart, go for blood / But you would still miss me in your bones / And I still talk to you (When I'm screaming at the sky) / And when you can't sleep at night (You hear my stolen lullabies)

Mitzi Kasatkina — The Great War

It turned into something bigger / Somewhere in the haze / Got a sense I'd been betrayed / Your finger on my hairpin triggers / Soldier down / On that icy ground / Looked up at me with honor and truth / Broken and blue / So I called off the troops / That was the night I nearly lost you / I really thought I'd lost you

Padmavati Solanki — this is me trying

They told me all of my cages were mental / So I got wasted like all my potential / And my words shoot to kill when I'm mad / I have a lot of regrets about that / I was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere / Fell behind on my classmates, and I ended up here / Pouring out my heart to a stranger / But I didn't pour the whiskey

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AND THEN THE DAWN CAME, prologue excerpt

" We would like to be speak with the war correspondent." Mildred said," Alone."

" No." Sergeant Guarnere said stepping forward as Sergeant Toye slowly brought his hand back to the trigger again," We just got her back, we ain't losing her again." Mildred's gaze cut to Esther Armstrong's, who stood with her brow furrowed, favoring her one leg, arguably more than the other, and appeared withdrawn and quiet.

" I would like to speak with both women." Esther Armstrong said, glancing at Sergeant Guarnere," Alone."

" Esther-" Donald Malarkey protested, but she held up a hand in his direction and slowly let herself limp forward - a limp that from far away wasn't noticeable, but one she was clearly trying to hide. She knew vulnerabilities could get a person killed.

Once Esther Armstrong had approached just in front of the duo, she met both their gazes and pointed down to her holster where the pistol laid, before motioning to the green band that read 'War Correspondent' wrapped around her bicep.

" We will talk. Alone." Esther Armstrong said, before glancing over her shoulder towards the group and giving them a nod - Mildred couldn't quite read it, but it was enough to keep the group stopped in their tracks.

" We don't have much time I'm afraid." Esther Armstrong said as they moved themselves down the road a few meters, where they were still in sight of the other Americans, but far enough away that privacy could be kept. The Maquis member's silence was one that concerned Mildred for the time being, if she were being honest, and her gaze didn't leave Esther Armstrong's. She kept it steady and guarded.

" We have to make it to a rendezvous checkpoint by a specified time in a specified location. And I don't want to keep the men. But I wanted to talk with you at your request." Esther Armstrong explained, before nodding to them," Shoot."

featuring: OSS Agent Mildred Carter (Julienne), Maquis member Rolande Pelletier, and War Correspondent Esther Armstrong + Some Easy Co. boys.

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[ MILDRED CARTER ]

CODENAME: JULIENNE [OSS]

PREVIOUS LOCATION: BERLIN, GERMANY

CURRENT LOCATION: NORMANDY, FRANCE

PURPOSE FOR LOCATION CHANGE: UNKNOWN

CURRENT STATUS: M-I-A