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All of which goes to show that nobody is quite sane in judging 

himself。  Truly; had I given way and gone in for engineering; I 

should be dead by now。  Well; the gods know best。



I hope you got my letter about the RESCUE。 … Adieu;



R。 L。 S。



True for you about the benefit:  except by kisses; jests; song; ET 

HOC GENUS OMNE; man CANNOT convey benefit to another。  The 

universal benefactor has been there before him。







Letter:  TO J。 H。 BATES







VAILIMA; SAMOA; MARCH 25TH; 1894。



MY DEAR MR。 JOE H。 BATES; … I shall have the greatest pleasure in 

acceding to your complimentary request。  I shall think it an honour 

to be associated with your chapter; and I need not remind you (for 

you have said it yourself) how much depends upon your own exertions 

whether to make it to me a real honour or only a derision。  This is 

to let you know that I accept the position that you have seriously 

offered to me in a quite serious spirit。  I need scarce tell you 

that I shall always be pleased to receive reports of your 

proceedings; and if I do not always acknowledge them; you are to 

remember that I am a man very much occupied otherwise; and not at 

all to suppose that I have lost interest in my chapter。



In this world; which (as you justly say) is so full of sorrow and 

suffering; it will always please me to remember that my name is 

connected with some efforts after alleviation; nor less so with 

purposes of innocent recreation which; after all; are the only 

certain means at our disposal for bettering human life。



With kind regards; to yourself; to Mr。 L。 C。 Congdon; to E。 M。 G。 

Bates; and to Mr。 Edward Hugh Higlee Bates; and the heartiest 

wishes for the future success of the chapter; believe me; yours 

cordially;



ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON。







Letter:  TO WILLIAM ARCHER







VAILIMA; SAMOA; MARCH 27TH; 1894。



MY DEAR ARCHER; … Many thanks for your THEATRICAL WORLD。  Do you 

know; it strikes me as being really very good?  I have not yet read 

much of it; but so far as I have looked; there is not a dull and 

not an empty page in it。  Hazlitt; whom you must often have thought 

of; would have been pleased。  Come to think of it; I shall put this 

book upon the Hazlitt shelf。  You have acquired a manner that I can 

only call august; otherwise; I should have to call it such amazing 

impudence。  The BAUBLE SHOP and BECKET are examples of what I mean。  

But it 'sets you weel。'



Marjorie Fleming I have known; as you surmise; for long。  She was 

possibly … no; I take back possibly … she was one of the greatest 

works of God。  Your note about the resemblance of her verses to 

mine gave me great joy; though it only proved me a plagiarist。  By 

the by; was it not over THE CHILD'S GARDEN OF VERSES that we first 

scraped acquaintance?  I am sorry indeed to hear that my esteemed 

correspondent Tomarcher has such poor taste in literature。  I fear 

he cannot have inherited this trait from his dear papa。  Indeed; I 

may say I know it; for I remember the energy of papa's disapproval 

when the work passed through his hands on its way to a second 

birth; which none regrets more than myself。  It is an odd fact; or 

perhaps a very natural one; I find few greater pleasures than 

reading my own works; but I never; O I never read THE BLACK ARROW。  

In that country Tomarcher reigns supreme。  Well; and after all; if 

Tomarcher likes it; it has not been written in vain。



We have just now a curious breath from Europe。  A young fellow just 

beginning letters; and no fool; turned up here with a letter of 

introduction in the well…known blue ink and decorative hieroglyphs 

of George Meredith。  His name may be known to you。  It is Sidney 

Lysaght。  He is staying with us but a day or two; and it is strange 

to me and not unpleasant to hear all the names; old and new; come 

up again。  But oddly the new are so much more in number。  If I 

revisited the glimpses of the moon on your side of the ocean; I 

should know comparatively few of them。



My amanuensis deserts me … I should have said you; for yours is the 

loss; my script having lost all bond with humanity。  One touch of 

nature makes the whole world kin:  that nobody can read my hand。  

It is a humiliating circumstance that thus evens us with printers!



You must sometimes think it strange … or perhaps it is only I that 

should so think it … to be following the old round; in the gas 

lamps and the crowded theatres; when I am away here in the tropical 

forest and the vast silences!



My dear Archer; my wife joins me in the best wishes to yourself and 

Mrs。 Archer; not forgetting Tom; and I am yours very cordially;



ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON。







Letter:  TO W。 B。 YEATS







VAILIMA; SAMOA; APRIL 14; 1894。



DEAR SIR; … Long since when I was a boy I remember the emotions 

with which I repeated Swinburne's poems and ballads。  Some ten 

years ago; a similar spell was cast upon me by Meredith's LOVE IN 

THE VALLEY; the stanzas beginning 'When her mother tends her' 

haunted me and made me drunk like wine; and I remember waking with 

them all the echoes of the hills about Hyeres。  It may interest you 

to hear that I have a third time fallen in slavery:  this is to 

your poem called the LAKE ISLE OF INNISFRAE。  It is so quaint and 

airy; simple; artful; and eloquent to the heart … but I seek words 

in vain。  Enough that 'always night and day I hear lake water 

lapping with low sounds on the shore;' and am; yours gratefully;



ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON。







Letter:  TO GEORGE MEREDITH







VAILIMA; SAMOA; APRIL 17TH; 1894。



MY DEAR MEREDITH; … Many good things have the gods sent to me of 

late。  First of all there was a letter from you by the kind hand of 

Mariette; if she is not too great a lady to be remembered in such a 

style; and then there came one Lysaght with a charming note of 

introduction in the well…known hand itself。  We had but a few days 

of him; and liked him well。  There was a sort of geniality and 

inward fire about him at which I warmed my hands。  It is long since 

I have seen a young man who has left in me such a favourable 

impression; and I find myself telling myself; 'O; I must tell this 

to Lysaght;' or; 'This will interest him;' in a manner very unusual 

after so brief an acquaintance。  The whole of my family shared in 

this favourable impression; and my halls have re…echoed ever since; 

I am sure he will be amused to know; with WIDDICOMBE FAIR。



He will have told you doubtless more of my news than I could tell 

you myself; he has your European perspective; a thing long lost to 

me。  I heard with a great deal of interest the news of Box Hill。  

And so I understand it is to be enclosed!  Allow me to remark; that 

seems a far more barbaric trait of manners than the most barbarous 

of ours。  We content ourselves with cutting off an occasional head。



I hear we may soon exp
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