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“Well, the war has at last begun”

Posted on April 21, 2023 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 8, 2595.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 217-30] [Vailima,] Saturday, 24th (?) June [1893] My … Continue reading →

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“I set off barefoot, with my trousers over my knees, and a macintosh”

Posted on July 9, 2022 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Colvin; for full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2452.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 100-113, continued] [Vailima] Tuesday [30 August 1892]. The wild round of … Continue reading →

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“We were just writing this when another passenger from the ship arrived up here at Vailima”

Posted on April 17, 2022 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2443.] To Sidney Colvin (continued) [Swanston Edition 25] [dictated to Belle] [Vailima, 10 August 1892] We were just writing … Continue reading →

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“‘Mr. Stevenson, your turtle is dead'”

Posted on February 12, 2022 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2415.] To Sidney Colvin (continued) [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 63-83] [Vailima, Sunday, 29th May 1892] On Saturday, 28th, I was awakened about … Continue reading →

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“No more Sabbath breaking for the repentant”

Posted on March 12, 2021 by mafalda

On one Sunday, RLS joined a party of New Zealand tourists who had arrived at Apia on an excursion steamer, and went to the adjoining island of Savaii for a pleasure trip. In the afternoon the weather changed; there was … Continue reading →

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“If I had met you when I was a boy and a bachelor, how different my life would have been!”

Posted on October 9, 2020 by mafalda

RLS cherished the hope of visiting Revd. James Chalmers (Tamate) in New Guinea, but this design proved, unhappily, impossible. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Lovett. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2279.] … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson, Senza categoria | Tagged Apia, boyhood, Chalmers, charge, Clarke, death, farmering, friendship, god, gratitude, health, kindness, life, Lloyd, mail, marriage, New Guinea, Post Office, Robert Louis Stevenson, Samoa, Scotch, South Seas, Tamate, Upolu, Vailima, work | 1 Comment

“Gaiety is what these children want; to sit in a crowd, tell stories and pass jests”

Posted on October 4, 2020 by mafalda

RLS had written more chapters of his next novel, The Wrecker, and momentarely given up the High Woods of Ulufanua, the title first given to The Beach of Falesá, which was to be published in the book Island Nights’ Entertainments, 1893. … Continue reading →

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“Cowardice lies in the extremes, whether of severity or of indulgence”

Posted on September 23, 2020 by mafalda

The Revd. Clarke of the London Missionary Society recorded that the occasion for the dancing of the Siva – the Samoan national dance – was the arrival of Henry C. Ide as Chief Justice in 1893, but the reference is … Continue reading →

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“If Reid had been still living, I would have written to tell him that, for me, it had come true”

Posted on August 14, 2020 by mafalda

During the absence of the Stevensons at Sydney some eight acres of the Vailima property had been cleared of jungle, a cottage roughly built on the clearing, and something done towards making the track up the hill from Apia into … Continue reading →

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“I could not eat a penny roll that piece of bludgeoning had gained for me”

Posted on July 10, 2020 by mafalda

[For correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 6, 2251.] To Andrew Chatto [Baxter Letters, pp. 271-2: http://www.hathitrust.org%5D Union Club, Sydney [September 1890] Dear Mr. Chatto, The letter to Dr Hyde is yours, or any man’s, I will never … Continue reading →

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“Well, the war has at last begun”

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“I set off barefoot, with my trousers over my knees, and a macintosh”

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“We were just writing this when another passenger from the ship arrived up here at Vailima”

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“‘Mr. Stevenson, your turtle is dead'”

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“No more Sabbath breaking for the repentant”

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“If I had met you when I was a boy and a bachelor, how different my life would have been!”

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“Gaiety is what these children want; to sit in a crowd, tell stories and pass jests”

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“Cowardice lies in the extremes, whether of severity or of indulgence”

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“If Reid had been still living, I would have written to tell him that, for me, it had come true”

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“I could not eat a penny roll that piece of bludgeoning had gained for me”

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