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“That is the class of literature that I like when I have the toothache”

Posted on March 1, 2023 by mafalda

[As usual, for full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 8, 2552.] To A. Conan Doyle [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 186-7] Vailima, Apia, Samoa, April 5th, 1893 Dear Sir, You have taken many occasions to make yourself … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson, Senza categoria | Tagged address, Apia, bell, compliments, Conan Doyle, cure, Holmes, literature, pleurisy, Proceedings of the Society for Psychical Research, Robert Louis Stevenson, Samoa, Spookist, toothache, Vailima | Leave a comment

I think of giving ’em literature without words; and I believe if you were to try invisible illustration, it would enjoy a considerable vogue

Posted on June 9, 2016 by mafalda

Will Hicock Low was at that time teacher of drawing in the Cooper Institute, NY. [As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 5, 1327.] … Continue reading →

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The rain rains and the winds do beat upon the cottage of the late Miss McGregor

Posted on April 23, 2015 by mafalda

[As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 3, 836.] To Edmund Gosse [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 57-58] The Cottage (late the late Miss McGregor’s), … Continue reading →

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I am in a mad fury about these explosions

Posted on April 17, 2015 by mafalda

These years were those of the Fenian dynamite outrages at Clerkenwell Prison, the Tower of London, the House of Lords, etc. Jeremiah O’Donovan ‘Rossa’ (1831-1915) was an “Irish Fenian revolutionary leader, journalist and propagandist. After being imprisoned in England he … Continue reading →

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The end of life? Yes… I can tell you what that is

Posted on December 3, 2014 by mafalda

You can read RLS’s Story of a Lie at http://www.robert-louis-stevenson.org/short-stories/73-qthe-story-of-a-lie-1879; andTravels with a donkey in the Cévennes at http://www.robert-louis-stevenson.org/travel-writing. The Burns is RLS’s essay Some Aspects of Robert Burns, published on Cornhill Magazine 40 (October 1879). You can read it … Continue reading →

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A darling, mouse-colour, … costing 65 francs and a glass of brandy

Posted on September 27, 2014 by mafalda

Getting ready for his journey through the Cévennes (22 September – 3 October, 1878), during which … he will write no letter! The engineer is an acquaintance made in Monastier: according to RLS’s notebook, his name was Charles Goguelat (1822-1879, … Continue reading →

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The look of his face was a wine to me

Posted on July 16, 2014 by mafalda

RLS was playing the role of Orsino in the rehearsals of The Twelfth Night for amateur theatricals at Professor Fleeming Jenkin’s. William Ernest Henley, RLS’s new acquaintance, suffered from a tubercolous disease: he had a wooden leg and had been … Continue reading →

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I wonder why my stories are always so nasty

Posted on May 29, 2014 by mafalda

On a railway journey through England and Wales with his parents, RLS arrives at Barmouth, and stays at the Cors y Gedol Arms Hotel. The Portfolio paper here mentioned is that entitled On the Enjoyment of Unpleasant Places. The essay … Continue reading →

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Beggars must not be choosers

Posted on April 6, 2014 by mafalda

After spending a few days in one of the more retired hotels of Monte Carlo, RLS and Sidney Colvin go on to Mentone and settle at the Hotel Mirabeau, (no more existing) near the eastern extremity of the town. P.R. … Continue reading →

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“That is the class of literature that I like when I have the toothache”

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I think of giving ’em literature without words; and I believe if you were to try invisible illustration, it would enjoy a considerable vogue

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The rain rains and the winds do beat upon the cottage of the late Miss McGregor

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I am in a mad fury about these explosions

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The end of life? Yes… I can tell you what that is

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A darling, mouse-colour, … costing 65 francs and a glass of brandy

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The look of his face was a wine to me

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I wonder why my stories are always so nasty

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Beggars must not be choosers

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