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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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“You never smoked, I think, so you can never taste the joys of stopping it”

Posted on April 14, 2023 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 8, 2588.] To Henry James [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 213-7] [Dictated to Belle] Vailima Plantation, Samoan Islands, June 17th, … Continue reading →

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“The ever-to-be-execrated ‘Ebb Tide’, or Stevenson’s Blooming Error”

Posted on March 29, 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, 2577.] To Sidney Colvin [Vailima Letters, 1912, pp. 205-12] […] [Vailima] 29th May [1893] My dear Colvin, … Continue reading →

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“All well, not yet put in prison, whatever may be in store for me”

Posted on October 16, 2022 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 7, 2477.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 4, pp. 135-42] [Dictated to Belle] Vailima, October 28th [actually 27th], 1892 … Continue reading →

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“I am a real employer of labour now, and have much of the ship captain when aroused”

Posted on January 16, 2021 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 7, 2309.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 296-9] [Vailima] Saturday, April 18th [1891] My dear Colvin, I got … Continue reading →

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“The night was as warm as milk…”

Posted on April 18, 2019 by mafalda

RLS sailed from Hiva-oa in the Marquesas Islands on a dangerous voyage through many coral atolls bound for Fakarava in the Paumotu (or Tuamotu) Archipelago, also known as the Dangerous Archipelago. See RLS’s diary in ‘In the South Seas’, Pt. … Continue reading →

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“The dung-collecting trade of the republisher”

Posted on October 27, 2017 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 5, 1744.] To Henry James [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 362-363] [Skerryvore, Bournemouth, 24 January 1887] My dear … Continue reading →

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I will now make a confession

Posted on November 3, 2015 by mafalda

‘Tushery’ had been a name in use between RLS and Henley for romances of the Ivanhoe type. He now applies it to his own tale of the Wars of the Roses, The Black Arrow, written for Young Folks. RLS began … Continue reading →

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“Well, the war has at last begun”

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“You never smoked, I think, so you can never taste the joys of stopping it”

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“The ever-to-be-execrated ‘Ebb Tide’, or Stevenson’s Blooming Error”

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“All well, not yet put in prison, whatever may be in store for me”

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“I am a real employer of labour now, and have much of the ship captain when aroused”

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“The night was as warm as milk…”

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“The dung-collecting trade of the republisher”

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I will now make a confession

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