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the years for reading!



R。 L。 S。







Letter:  TO E。 L。 BURLINGAME








'VAILIMA' JAN 2ND; '92。



MY DEAR BURLINGAME; … Overjoyed you were pleased with WRECKER; and 

shall consider your protests。  There is perhaps more art than you 

think for in the peccant chapter; where I have succeeded in packing 

into one a dedication; an explanation; and a termination。  Surely 

you had not recognised the phrase about boodle?  It was a quotation 

from Jim Pinkerton; and seemed to me agreeably skittish。  However; 

all shall be prayerfully considered。



To come to a more painful subject。  Herewith go three more chapters 

of the wretched HISTORY; as you see; I approach the climax。  I 

expect the book to be some 70;000 words; of which you have now 45。  

Can I finish it for next mail?  I am going to try!  'Tis a long 

piece of journalism; and full of difficulties here and there; of 

this kind and that; and will make me a power of friends to be sure。  

There is one Becker who will probably put up a window to me in the 

church where he was baptized; and I expect a testimonial from 

Captain Hand。



Sorry to let the mail go without the Scott; this has been a bad 

month with me; and I have been below myself。  I shall find a way to 

have it come by next; or know the reason why。  The mail after; 

anyway。



A bit of a sketch map appears to me necessary for my HISTORY; 

perhaps two。  If I do not have any; 'tis impossible any one should 

follow; and I; even when not at all interested; demand that I shall 

be able to follow; even a tourist book without a map is a cross to 

me; and there must be others of my way of thinking。  I inclose the 

very artless one that I think needful。  Vailima; in case you are 

curious; is about as far again behind Tanugamanono as that is from 

the sea。



M'Clure is publishing a short story of mine; some 50;000 words; I 

think; THE BEACH OF FALESA; when he's done with it; I want you and 

Cassell to bring it out in a little volume; I shall send you a 

dedication for it; I believe it good; indeed; to be honest; very 

good。  Good gear that pleases the merchant。



The other map that I half threaten is a chart for the hurricane。  

Get me Kimberley's report of the hurricane:  not to be found here。  

It is of most importance; I MUST have it with my proofs of that 

part; if I cannot have it earlier; which now seems impossible。 … 

Yours in hot haste;



R。 L。 STEVENSON。







Letter:  TO J。 M。 BARRIE







VAILIMA; SAMOA; FEBRUARY 1892。



DEAR MR。 BARRIE; … This is at least the third letter I have written 

you; but my correspondence has a bad habit of not getting so far as 

the post。  That which I possess of manhood turns pale before the 

business of the address and envelope。  But I hope to be more 

fortunate with this:  for; besides the usual and often recurrent 

desire to thank you for your work…you are one of four that have 

come to the front since I was watching and had a corner of my own 

to watch; and there is no reason; unless it be in these mysterious 

tides that ebb and flow; and make and mar and murder the works of 

poor scribblers; why you should not do work of the best order。  The 

tides have borne away my sentence; of which I was weary at any 

rate; and between authors I may allow myself so much freedom as to 

leave it pending。  We are both Scots besides; and I suspect both 

rather Scotty Scots; my own Scotchness tends to intermittency; but 

is at times erisypelitous … if that be rightly spelt。  Lastly; I 

have gathered we had both made our stages in the metropolis of the 

winds:  our Virgil's 'grey metropolis;' and I count that a lasting 

bond。  No place so brands a man。



Finally; I feel it a sort of duty to you to report progress。  This 

may be an error; but I believed I detected your hand in an article 

… it may be an illusion; it may have been by one of those 

industrious insects who catch up and reproduce the handling of each 

emergent man … but I'll still hope it was yours … and hope it may 

please you to hear that the continuation of KIDNAPPED is under way。  

I have not yet got to Alan; so I do not know if he is still alive; 

but David seems to have a kick or two in his shanks。  I was pleased 

to see how the Anglo…Saxon theory fell into the trap:  I gave my 

Lowlander a Gaelic name; and even commented on the fact in the 

text; yet almost all critics recognised in Alan and David a Saxon 

and a Celt。  I know not about England; in Scotland at least; where 

Gaelic was spoken in Fife little over the century ago; and in 

Galloway not much earlier; I deny that there exists such a thing as 

a pure Saxon; and I think it more than questionable if there be 

such a thing as a pure Celt。



But what have you to do with this? and what have I?  Let us 

continue to inscribe our little bits of tales; and let the heathen 

rage!  Yours; with sincere interest in your career;



ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON。







Letter:  TO WILLIAM MORRIS







VAILIMA; SAMOA; FEB。 1892。



MASTER; … A plea from a place so distant should have some weight; 

and from a heart so grateful should have some address。  I have been 

long in your debt; Master; and I did not think it could be so much 

increased as you have now increased it。  I was long in your debt 

and deep in your debt for many poems that I shall never forget; and 

for SIGURD before all; and now you have plunged me beyond payment 

by the Saga Library。  And so now; true to human nature; being 

plunged beyond payment; I come and bark at your heels。



For surely; Master; that tongue that we write; and that you have 

illustrated so nobly; is yet alive。  She has her rights and laws; 

and is our mother; our queen; and our instrument。  Now in that 

living tongue WHERE has one sense; WHEREAS another。  In the 

HEATHSLAYINGS STORY; p。 241; line 13; it bears one of its ordinary 

senses。  Elsewhere and usually through the two volumes; which is 

all that has yet reached me of this entrancing publication; WHEREAS 

is made to figure for WHERE。



For the love of God; my dear and honoured Morris; use WHERE; and 

let us know WHEREAS we are; wherefore our gratitude shall grow; 

whereby you shall be the more honoured wherever men love clear 

language; whereas now; although we honour; we are troubled。



Whereunder; please find inscribed to this very impudent but yet 

very anxious document; the name of one of the most distant but not 

the youngest or the coldest of those who honour you。



ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON。







Letter:  TO MRS。 CHARLES FAIRCHILD







'VAILIMA; MARCH 1892。'



MY DEAR MRS。 FAIRCHILD; … I am guilty in your sight; but my affairs 

besiege me。      The chief…justiceship of a family of nineteen 

persons is in itself no sinecure; and sometimes occupies me for 

days:  two weeks ago for four days almost entirely; and for two 

days entirely。  Besides which; I have in the last few months 

written all but one chapter of a HISTORY OF SAMOA for the last 

eight or nine years; and while I was unavoidably delayed in the 

writing of this; awaiting material; put in one…half of DAVID 

BALFOUR; the sequel to KIDNAPPED。  Add the ordinary impediments of 

life; and admire my busyness。  I am now an old; but healthy 

skeleton; and degenerate much towards the machine。  By six at work:  

stopped at half…past ten to give a history lesson to a step…

grandson; eleven; lunch; after lunch we have a musical performance 

till two; then to work again; bath; 4。40; dinner; five; cards in 

the evening till eight; and then to bed … only I have no bed; only 

a chest with a mat and blankets … and read myself to sleep。  This 

is the routine; but often sadly interrupted。  Then you may see me 

sitting on the floor of my verandah haranguing and being harangued 

by squatting chiefs on a question of a road; or more privately 

holding an inquiry into some dispute among our familiars; myself on 

my bed; the boys on the floor … for when it comes to the judicial I 

play dignity … or else going down to Apia on some more or less 

unsatisfactory errand。  Altogether it is a life that suits me; but 

it absorbs me like an ocean。  That is what I have always envied and 

admired in Scott; with all that immensity of work and study; his 

mind kept flexible; glancing to all points of natural interest。  

But the lean hot spirits; such as mine; become hypnotised with 

their bit occupations … if I may use Scotch to you … it is so far 

more scornful than any English idiom。  Well; I can't help being a 

skeleton; and you are to take this devious passage for an apology。



I thought ALADDIN capital fun; but why; in fortune; did he pretend 

it was moral at the end?  The so…called nineteenth century; OU VA…

T…IL SE NICHER?  'Tis a trifle; but Pyle would do well to knock the 

passage out; and leave his boguey tale a boguey tale; and a good 

one at that。



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