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“I’m direckit at space”

Posted on October 18, 2019 by mafalda

[Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter see Mehew 6, 2158.] To Charles Baxter [Colvin 1911, 3, pp. 138-9] Honolulu, [postmark 12] April 1889 My dear Charles, As … Continue reading →

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The tales are all ghastly

Posted on April 2, 2015 by mafalda

At Kinniard Cottage, Pitlochry, Perthshire, RLS was for some weeks in good health and working order. His mother described the house in a letter as ‘a nice little Highland cottage with a pleasant talkative mother to cook for us and … Continue reading →

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A little lake of tarnished green deepening into a blood-orange at the margins

Posted on June 7, 2014 by mafalda

In Edinburgh Sacramental fast-days were observed on the Thursday before the last Sunday of April and October; they were discontinued in 1887. The ‘Song of Deborah and Barak’ is from the Bible, Judges 5. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts … Continue reading →

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Conscientiousness is a sort of moral opium

Posted on May 16, 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 2, 274, dated May 19 ff., and 298, dated Jul. 20]. To Fanny Sitwell [Colvin 1911, … Continue reading →

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“When we go to the olivses it allways rememberse us you”

Posted on May 14, 2014 by mafalda

RLS’s Russian friend, Mme. Garshine, and her (adopted) daughter Pella, are leaving Menton to go to Franzensbad, Poland (now Czechoslovakia). RLS is writing, for the Fortnightly Review, about Lord Lytton’s newly published volume, Fables in Song. [Dots between square brackets … Continue reading →

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We are now at Swanston Cottage, Lothianburn, Edinburgh

Posted on May 11, 2014 by mafalda

This and the following letters date after RLS’s return to Scotland, at Swanston Cottage. Swanston Cottage was built in 1761 by Edinburgh Council and raised to two stories in 1820. RLS’s parents leased it 1867 to 1880. RLS stays there … Continue reading →

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“I’m direckit at space”

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The tales are all ghastly

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Conscientiousness is a sort of moral opium

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“When we go to the olivses it allways rememberse us you”

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We are now at Swanston Cottage, Lothianburn, Edinburgh

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