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I loathe the snails, but from loathing to actual butchery, trucidation of multitudes, there is still a step that I hesitate to take

Posted on October 24, 2015 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 4, 1101.] To his parents [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 133-134] La Solitude, Hyères, May 8, 1883 My dear people, … Continue reading →

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The mere extent of a man’s travels has in it something consolatory

Posted on February 28, 2015 by mafalda

RLS had made friends with the American writer Charles Warren Stoddard, in the manner and amid the scenes faithfully described in The Wrecker, in the chapter called ‘Faces on the City Front.’ Stoddard (1843-1909) had written on 9 November 1880 … Continue reading →

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‘Dere’s de author’

Posted on December 13, 2014 by mafalda

The essay on Benjamin Franklin was never written. [As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 3, 678.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 1, pp. … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged 608 Bush Street, affairs, afternoon, ague chill, Amateur Emigrant, author, axe, beam, bits, boots, brandy, breast, Brnch Original, butter, carriage, cents, chat, child, circular letter, clue, coal, coffee, Coffee House, coin, correspondence, craft, darkness, Donadieu, Dupont Street, essays, estate, evening, exactitude, existence, fingers, fire, Franklin, gentleman, hatchet, health, hell, Henley, High-Dutch, honourable, income, inhabitants, inkbottle, innocent, Kearney Street, landlady, light, liths, lustre, Market Street, material, meal, meditation, menial, Monterey, morning, mystery, natural hue, news, notoriety, pampered, pence, Pine Street, Ponson du Terrail, poor, Powell Street, prowess, R.L.S., reading, restaurant, Robert Louis Stevenson, Rocambole, roll, room, San Francisco, shanty, Sidney Colvin, sill, Sixth Street, slush, soda, step, sterling, Thoreau, truculent, ulster, vain, Vendetta in the West, volume, walk, Washington, waxcloth, weird, window-sill, windows, wine, writing, zest | 2 Comments

Merged and mixed up in a quadruple existence

Posted on May 20, 2014 by mafalda

RLS’s cousin and friend, Bob (Robert Alan Mowbray Stevenson, 1847-1900), painter and art critic, is recovering at Swanston, staying there with his sisters Katharine and Dora (the ‘two cousins from Portobello’) and another cousin of RLS’s (on mother’s side), Maggie. … Continue reading →

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I had a quarrel with the American on politics

Posted on April 20, 2014 by mafalda

The Confederate privateer Alabama, built in England for the Confederate States Navy, caused disorder and devastation in the shipping of the North during the American Civil War, in years 1862-1864. The prolonged negotiations over the US Government’s claim for compensation … Continue reading →

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Tag Archives: existence

I loathe the snails, but from loathing to actual butchery, trucidation of multitudes, there is still a step that I hesitate to take

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The mere extent of a man’s travels has in it something consolatory

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‘Dere’s de author’

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Merged and mixed up in a quadruple existence

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