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It seems to me even dangerous to send patients to the Riviera, without special hints

Posted on May 21, 2016 by mafalda

Horace Benge Dobell was an English doctor and medical writer, Physician at the Royal Hospital for Diseases of the Chest, London (1859-1875), and later consulting physician at the Mont Dore sanitorium for patients with chest diseases at Bournemouth. In his … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged air, amenity, bedrooms, Bournemouth, Cannes, climate, danger, Davos, dinners, Dobell, doctors, gentleness, germs, hill, hotels, house, Hyères, meal, misconception, mistral, Monte Carlo, nerves, Nice, objections, oppression, phthisical, Riviera, Robert Louis Stevenson, sea-wind, situation, table d’hôte, testimony, town government, valleys, wet, wind | 1 Comment

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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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged abduction, address, adversity, Americans, battledoor and shuttlecock, bay, bed, beggars, blessings, choosers, clothing, cold, comfits, daughter, epistle, expense, first floor, francs, French, fruit, Hôtel Mirabeau, Hôtel Pavillon, Hobson’s choice, hotel, houseless, idiot, Kings’ Palaces, Latin, little girls, luxury, Menton, mildness, mother, offensive, Old Smoko, polite, Poste Restante, pudding, Robert Louis Stevenson, room, Sidney Colvin, sorrow, sun, table d’hôte, temper, third floor, vanity, waiters, wind, winter | Leave a comment

I am concerned about the plane leaves

Posted on March 29, 2014 by mafalda

The heroine of George Sand, Consuelo (1868), is under an obligation to marry a man she does not love because he has been kind to her grandfather; eventually she is able to marry the young man she does love. The … Continue reading →

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Posted in Letters, Robert Louis Stevenson | Tagged aberration, athmosphere, £, Bates, beliefs, blu-grey-greens, blue, boat, business, civilised life, clergyman, coast, colour, Consuelo, Contentment, creed, cross, dependent, Dowson, dreamland, drink, duty, eyes, fancy, Fanny Sitwell, Forgetfulness, France, friend, George Sand, German, gloomy, god, gold, gravel, hills, hindrance, Holy Gost, hotel, house, incense, Italian, Italian music, keel, landscape, laudanum, leaves, life, literature, Mademoiselle Merquem, Menton, moon, napkin, nerves, office, olives, parson, peaceful, pipe, planes, practise, preach, pride, quarrel, red, road, Robert Louis Stevenson, seedy, seisure, sermons, shilling, sickness, Sidney Colvin, sky, sun, sunshine, table d’hôte, tired, trees, Unheimlichkeit, waves, white, Whitman, wind, windows, wine, yellow | 2 Comments

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Tag Archives: table d’hôte

It seems to me even dangerous to send patients to the Riviera, without special hints

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Beggars must not be choosers

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I am concerned about the plane leaves

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