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The moral of Berecchino

Posted on April 29, 2014 by mafalda

For Stevenson’s description of ‘A Night in France’ with a piano playing ‘Dunbarton Drums’ (clearly being played by Mme. Zassetsky), see http://edrls.wordpress.com/2013/11/06/a-night-in-france/ [thanks to Richard Dury for his link!]. [As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sir … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged Auld Reekie, Berecchino, character, cloudy, correspondence, death, Dugald Stewart, Dumbarton Drums, ecstasy, epitome, father, German, hand-maiden, Hôtel Mirabeau, John Knox, laughter, letters, Madame Zassetsky, manuscript, Menton, moral, mother, play, provincial, Robert Louis Stevenson, Robertson, Sidney Colvin, soft, stereotype name, talents, Thomas McCrie, warm, weather | 4 Comments

Her laugh does more good to one’s health than a month at the seaside

Posted on April 19, 2014 by mafalda

The following is in answer to a set of numbered questions from his mother. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sir Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 1, 216]. To his … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged afternoon, angel, beach, Berechino, blue, boy, brain, bright, clumsiness, colour, Corsica, English, Englishman, fat, French, Gaelic, German, girl, good, gravity, green, Hôtel Mirabeau, health, ill, Italian, Johnson, kid, landscape, laugh, Madame Garschine, Madame Zassetsky, Marot Clément, Menton, mother, Nelitchka Zassetsky, partial, peaks, play, prose, questions, reading, Robert Louis Stevenson, Robinet, Russian, Russians, sailing, sea, seaside, seriousness, sky, sun, tongue, train, twirl, verse, warm, weather, white | Leave a comment

I think it must be the cold outside

Posted on April 14, 2014 by mafalda

It has been a very cold Christmas at Monaco and Monte Carlo, and Stevenson has no adequate overcoat, so it is agreed that when Colvin goes to Paris he shall try and find him a warm cloak or wrap. Colvin … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged agrafe, buy, cheap, classical, cloak, cold, complacency, dear, dress, durability, economy, executors, fabric, French, friend, good form, Hôtel Mirabeau, imitations, instances, joy, Julius Caesar, laziness, mantle, Menton, narration, perdurability, plumitif, Pompey, price, Robert Louis Stevenson, Sidney Colvin | Leave a comment

Children are certainly too good to be true

Posted on April 12, 2014 by mafalda

“Bonjour Philippine!” is the French expression used when someone eats twin fruits, or when two children accidentally pronounce the same sentence at the same time: the one who speaks first will gain next morning a little present from the other. … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged afternoon, ankle, bed, Bennet Doctor, Berecchino, black water, blind fishes, blow up, boarders, Bonjour Philippine, captors, carnage, cellars, cheery, children, crucifixions of the spirit, cry, dance, daughter, deck, demoiselle, dog, doll, doll’s toilet, engines, evening, Fanny Sitwell, fighting, French, Georgia, happy, Hôtel Mirabeau, horror, ill, jack-in-the-box, jolly, jump, knives, Malays, Malbrook, Mary Johnstone, Menton, misunderstandings, morning, Muscovite, music, music-hall places, Nadia Zasetsky, Nelitchka Zassetsky, orchestra, pain, Pelagie Garschine, Pella, physical, piles, pleasure, prisoner, prose, recovery, rest, Robert Louis Stevenson, Russian airs, Russian ladies, samovar, sea, ship, Siamese pirate, signal, sleep, smile, sobs, social miseries, Sophie Garschine, steam engine, strong; dream, swimming, sympathy, talk, tarantella, tea, tears, toads, ugh!, verses, villa, walk, women, work, youth | Leave a comment

The two Russian ladies are from Georgia…

Posted on April 11, 2014 by mafalda

Professor H.Ch.F. Jenkin, the electrical engineer, and his wife, an actress, are known in the Edimburgh social scene for their theatrical productions. In the Jenkin theatricals of May 1873, RLS has played ‘Vatel, a cook’ in My Son-in-Law, translated from … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged Bohemian seaport, children, clouds, cook, flattery, fox, French, Gallic idiom, games, garden, Georgia, Georgian slaves, gesture, guest, Hôtel Mirabeau, Hôtel Pavillon, health, hobby, Jenkin, kitchen, Menton, Monsieur Folleté, mother, olives, peccadillo, poet, Pont St. Louis, purple, question and answer, Robert Louis Stevenson, Russian ladies, Shakespeare, stool of repentance, table, vapours, Vatel, walking, winds, wine | Leave a comment

Kids are what is the matter with me

Posted on April 10, 2014 by mafalda

In the first week of January 1874 Sidney Colvin goes for some necessary work to Paris, with the intention of returning towards the end of the month. The following letter introduces the Russian sisters, Madame Nadia Zassetsky and Madame Sophie … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged Americans, children, clothes, dancing, delight, English, Epiphany cake, French, Gallic idiom, German, governesses, Hôtel Mirabeau, health, Johnstone, jolly, languages, letters, Marie, May Johnstone, Menton, mother, painter, pawn, polyglot, Professor Swan; kids, Robert Louis Stevenson, Robinet, Russian, Russian girls, Russian ladies, satisfaction, sex, Sidney Colvin, stool of repentance, wave, weather | 2 Comments

He will not be Jesuit enough to think that any end will justify an unjust law

Posted on April 8, 2014 by mafalda

The expression ‘the fat of the land’ is from Genesis 45, 18. [As usual, dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sir Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 1, 200]. To his … 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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The moral of Berecchino

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Her laugh does more good to one’s health than a month at the seaside

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I think it must be the cold outside

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The two Russian ladies are from Georgia…

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Kids are what is the matter with me

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He will not be Jesuit enough to think that any end will justify an unjust law

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Beggars must not be choosers

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