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My last night at Mentone

Posted on May 6, 2014 by mafalda

[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, 256]. To Mrs. Sitwell [Colvin 1912, p. 66-67] [Menton, April, 1874], Monday. My last night … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged bloom, cabman, childishness, course, Darwin Charles, dinner, evening, Fanny Sitwell, farewell, friend, Göttingen, hills, horse, Hotel St. Romain, laugh, Léon Galitzin, lectures, line, Madame Zassetsky, Menton, mist, money, Natural History, Ordered South, Paris, peach-trees, pink, pourboire, Roads, Robert Louis Stevenson, Roman Law, Rudolf von Jhering, rue St. Roch, Summer, world | 2 Comments

We have all been getting photographed

Posted on April 30, 2014 by mafalda

… and we haven’t found those photos… yet! Madame Zassetsky is the Russian princess wintering at Menton with her sister and kids, in a villa near RLS’s hotel. The first reference to RLS’s moustache. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged cloak, French, Madame la Princesse, Madame Zassetsky, Menton, mother, moustache, photograph, photographer, Prince, proofs, Robert Louis Stevenson | Leave a comment

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

Madame proposes to hire a copyist

Posted on April 25, 2014 by mafalda

Mrs Andrews is the wife of James Bruyn Andrews, former American lawyer, now living in Menton because of ill-health, at Villa d’Adhémar. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sir Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of … Continue reading →

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Last night we had a masquerade at the Villa Marina

Posted on April 22, 2014 by mafalda

[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, 239, dated Feb. 12]. To Mrs. Sitwell [Colvin 1912, pp. 60-62] [Menton, February 6, 1874,] … Continue reading →

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They have both husbands, and they are in Russia

Posted on April 22, 2014 by mafalda

William Murray, Sollicitor in the Supreme Court, is the father of RLS’s friend William Hugh Murray. With reference to the political allusions: this is the date of Mr. Gladstone’s dissolution, followed by his defeat at the polls notwithstanding his declared … Continue reading →

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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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It looks like playing at passion

Posted on April 16, 2014 by mafalda

The following are two different impressions of the Mediterranean, dated on two different Mondays, 1874. [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, … Continue reading →

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Tag Archives: Madame Zassetsky

My last night at Mentone

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We have all been getting photographed

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The moral of Berecchino

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Madame proposes to hire a copyist

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Last night we had a masquerade at the Villa Marina

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They have both husbands, and they are in Russia

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

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It looks like playing at passion

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