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Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson— Volume 1
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Letter: to Mrs. Milne
LA SOLITUDE, HYERES, [NOVEMBER 1883].
MY DEAR HENRIETTA, - Certainly; who else would they be? More by token, on that particular occasion, you were sailing under the title of Princess Royal; I, after a furious contest, under that of Prince Alfred; and Willie, still a little sulky, as the Prince of Wales. We were all in a buck basket about half-way between the swing and the gate; and I can still see the Pirate Squadron heave in sight upon the weather bow.
I wrote a piece besides on Giant Bunker; but I was not happily inspired, and it is condemned. Perhaps I’ll try again; he was a horrid fellow, Giant Bunker! and some of my happiest hours were passed in pursuit of him. You were a capital fellow to play: how few there were who could! None better than yourself. I shall never forget some of the days at Bridge of Allan; they were one golden dream. See ’A Good Boy’ in the PENNY WHISTLES, much of the sentiment of which is taken direct from one evening at B. of A. when we had had a great play with the little Glasgow girl. Hallowed be that fat book of fairy tales! Do you remember acting the Fair One with Golden Locks? What a romantic drama! Generally speaking, whenever I think of play, it is pretty certain that you will come into my head. I wrote a paper called ’Child’s Play’ once, where, I believe, you or Willie would recognise things. . . .
Surely Willie is just the man to marry; and if his wife wasn’t a happy woman, I think I could tell her who was to blame. Is there no word of it? Well, these things are beyond arrangement; and the wind bloweth where it listeth - which, I observe, is generally towards the west in Scotland. Here it prefers a south-easterly course, and is called the Mistral - usually with an adjective in front. But if you will remember my yesterday’s toothache and this morning’s crick, you will be in a position to choose an adjective for yourself. Not that the wind is unhealthy; only when it comes strong, it is both very high and very cold, which makes it the d-vl. But as I am writing to a lady, I had better avoid this topic; winds requiring a great scope of language.
Please remember me to all at home; give Ramsay a pennyworth of acidulated drops for his good taste. - And believe me, your affectionate cousin,
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON.
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Chicago: Robert Louis Stevenson, "Letter: To Mrs. Milne," Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson— Volume 1, ed. Macaulay, G. C. (George Campbell), 1852-1915 and trans. Curtin, Jeremiah, 1835-1906 in Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson—Volume 1 Original Sources, accessed October 12, 2024, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=L93SQTHGW9IXNLE.
MLA: Stevenson, Robert Louis. "Letter: To Mrs. Milne." Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson— Volume 1, edited by Macaulay, G. C. (George Campbell), 1852-1915, and translated by Curtin, Jeremiah, 1835-1906, in Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson—Volume 1, Original Sources. 12 Oct. 2024. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=L93SQTHGW9IXNLE.
Harvard: Stevenson, RL, 'Letter: To Mrs. Milne' in Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson— Volume 1, ed. and trans. . cited in , Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson—Volume 1. Original Sources, retrieved 12 October 2024, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=L93SQTHGW9IXNLE.
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