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“Do you remember a lean youth who used to hang daily around Leslie Stephen?”

Posted on March 6, 2020 by mafalda

[For critical edition of this letter see Mehew 6, 2207.] To Anne Thackeray Ritchie [Sturgies, in Cornhill, Nov. 1919, pp. 465-6] S.S. Lübeck, between Apia and Samoa [February 1890] Dear Mrs Ritchie, Do you remember a lean youth who used to … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged Baillie, Book of Sybils, correspondence, craft, Fanny, fry, Inchbald, Lübeck, letters, method, poem, Radcliffe, Robert Louis Stevenson, Samoa, South Seas, Stephen, Thackeray Ritchie, verse, wife, Wollstonecraft | Leave a comment

Looking forward through the clouds to the sunburst

Posted on November 28, 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, 1140.] To William Ernest Henley [Colvin 1911, 2, pp. 157-161] La Solitude, Hyères, September 19, 1883 Dear boy, … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged Academy Lane, America, Baxter, bed, Bob, clouds, Colvin, contrivance, Corsica, courtesy, death, Fergusson, Ferrier, friends, Grande Corniche, graves, Henley, hous, humour, Hyères, Jenkin, laughter, leaving, love, lunatic, night, portrait, Robert Louis Stevenson, Signet, Simpson, smile, Spec, Stephen, sun, unselfishness, West Kirk, wreck | Leave a comment

I am in a mad fury about these explosions

Posted on April 17, 2015 by mafalda

These years were those of the Fenian dynamite outrages at Clerkenwell Prison, the Tower of London, the House of Lords, etc. Jeremiah O’Donovan ‘Rossa’ (1831-1915) was an “Irish Fenian revolutionary leader, journalist and propagandist. After being imprisoned in England he … Continue reading →

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Tales for winter nights

Posted on April 11, 2015 by mafalda

RLS had asked his friends to write a testimonial in support of his candidature for the Edinburgh History Chair. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew … Continue reading →

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The bold unfearing chap / Aims at a professorial cap

Posted on April 4, 2015 by mafalda

Another letter referring to the candidature of RLS for the Edinburgh History Chair. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts made by Sidney Colvin. For full, correct and critical edition of this letter, see Mehew 3, 814.] To Sidney Colvin [Colvin … 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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Can I make some one happier this day before I lie down to sleep?

Posted on January 7, 2015 by mafalda

The Amateur Emigrant, an account of RLS’s journey to California, was then in draft. The novel A Vendetta in the West was eventually abandoned and apparently destroyed. The Pavilion on the Links had just then been accepted for the Cornhill … Continue reading →

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When I suffer in mind, stories are my refuge; I take them like opium; and I consider one who writes them as a sort of doctor of the mind

Posted on January 4, 2015 by mafalda

One day at the Savile Club in London, RLS, hearing a certain laugh, cried out that he must know the laugher, who turned out to be a fellow-countryman, John Meiklejohn, the well-known educational authority and professor at St. Andrews University. … Continue reading →

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And then, I’ll stick to stories. I am not frightened. I know my mind is changing

Posted on December 30, 2014 by mafalda

The first draft of the first part of the Amateur Emigrant, when it reached Colvin about Christmas 1879, had seemed to him, compared to RLS’s previous travel papers, “a somewhat wordy and spiritless record of squalid experiences, little likely to … Continue reading →

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You know I was a story-teller ingrain; did not that reassure you?

Posted on December 26, 2014 by mafalda

The volume of studies was eventually called Familiar Studies of Men and Books (1882), and the one of the essays Virginibus Puerisque (1881). The essays here mentioned on Benjamin Franklin and William Penn were projects long cherished but in … Continue reading →

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“Do you remember a lean youth who used to hang daily around Leslie Stephen?”

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Looking forward through the clouds to the sunburst

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I am in a mad fury about these explosions

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Tales for winter nights

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The bold unfearing chap / Aims at a professorial cap

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The tales are all ghastly

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Can I make some one happier this day before I lie down to sleep?

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When I suffer in mind, stories are my refuge; I take them like opium; and I consider one who writes them as a sort of doctor of the mind

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And then, I’ll stick to stories. I am not frightened. I know my mind is changing

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You know I was a story-teller ingrain; did not that reassure you?

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