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  ''The words and music seemed to pour out of his own heart and his own past and to be aimed directly at Mrs.


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id: 15547
title: The Life of Robert Louis Stevenson for Boys and Girls
author: Overton, Jacqueline
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  In the life of one of Scotland''s great men, Robert Louis Stevenson, we No story of Robert Louis Stevenson''s life would be complete that failed Thomas Stevenson, the father of Robert Louis, like the others of his Stevenson, usually called Bob, visited them; a great treat for Louis, After their return to Edinburgh came the time when, his school days real sea life, delighted Stevenson, and he wrote back to Sidney Colvin: "If Stevenson ever comes to New York," he said to Mr. Low, "I want to meet him," and added that he would consider it a great Another man in New York whom Stevenson had admired for years and longed Mr. Low tells of the day at Manasquan when word was received from Mrs. Stevenson that she had found a schooner-yacht satisfactory for the The long days were spent on deck reading or working, and Stevenson began Blantyre: "Robert Louis Stevenson''s Edinburgh Days."


id: 21272
title: The Bibliotaph, and Other People
author: Vincent, Leon H. (Leon Henry)
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  one who has ever read the volume called _Books and Bookmen_ knows The name of Heber suggests the thought that all men who buy books are letter.'' He knew the solid comfort to be had in reading a book of like mind with his guests, said, ''The Bibliotaph doesn''t care for her holiday gifts for a certain year was a book from the Bibliotaph, a But in hunting rare books the time will be sure to come good-natured the great farmer-editor was; how he called the Bibliotaph collector could not be made happy in any other Way. The Bibliotaph liked the autograph of the modern man of letters Another time the Bibliotaph said to the Squire, calling to mind the A man''s choice of books, like One would like to know whether a first reading in the letters of Keats given occasion for an anecdote like that told of a certain book-loving


id: 22294
title: Robert Louis Stevenson
author: Black, Margaret Moyes
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  Robert Lewis Balfour Stevenson--for so the writer whom the world knows Like his son Thomas, Mr Robert Stevenson was a man of much intellect and mother of Robert Louis Stevenson when she too was a child at play in the of Robert Louis Stevenson''s mind towards old things, the curious Lewis Stevenson,--who in later life was always called Louis or Lou by certain memories of Robert Louis Stevenson, and of that happy home of life, the one man whom the men and women who knew him loved with the earlier married life, was often far from strong; to Mr Stevenson came In such a home as this Robert Louis Stevenson was from early childhood That Stevenson home was to many of us, besides the son of the house, a Stevenson cousins and his old comrades of early days, and among the drawn women in all Mr Stevenson''s books; she has life and reality in a


id: 23433
title: The Kitten''s Garden of Verses
author: Herford, Oliver
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  The Kitten''s Garden KITTEN _net_, $1.00 The Kitten''s Garden _of_ Verses The Kitten''s Garden _of_ Verses There''s a funny little kitten that tries to look like me, He grew so big I think he stretched half-way across the lawn. When People think that Kittens play, Kitten''s Night Thought Kitten''s Night Thought Good and Bad Kittens Good and Bad Kittens Kittens, you are very little, Cats like these are put away Where little Foreign Kittens play, Oh, good Kind Gardener, big and brown, A Kitten must not mew for meat, My Bed is like a little Bark, He is the Kitten of a Dog, The Moon is like a big round cheese And like a cheese grows less each night, And Human People, when they eat The Kitten mews outside the Door, Then I, the Dangerous Kitten, prowl Why Dogs are "good" and Cats are "poor" Ever a Kitten can do.


id: 31557
title: The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition, Vol. 18
author: Stevenson, Robert Louis
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  return to my old life of the house and sick-room, I set forth to leeward interests; the time of my voyages had passed like days in fairyland; and shore of Anaho cotton runs like a wild weed; man or woman, whoever comes island Bourbons, men, whose word a few years ago was life and death, days later the schooner had come in; and things appearing quieter, Mr. Stewart and the captain landed in Taahauku to compute the damage and to returned before there came a rush, like that of a furious strong man, wife was near her time he remembered he was in a strange island, like a whites" is the man''s word: "What is the matter with this island is the Seas a white man may land with his chest, and set up house for a On the way up to the lean man''s house you pass a little village, all of


id: 30894
title: The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition, Vol. 23
author: Stevenson, Robert Louis
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  "Fine day" or "Good morning." Both come shaking their heads, and both MY DEAR COLVIN,--I write to let you know that my cousin may possibly I like children better every day, I think, and most other things _Wednesday._--Two good things have arrived to me to-day: your letter for I shall send this off to-day to let you know of my new MY DEAR FRIEND,--Since I got your letter I have been able to do a little good deal into my old random, little-thought way of life, and do not Do you know, my dear sir, what I like best in your letter? This is New Year''s Day: let me, my dear Colvin, wish you a very good MY DEAR FATHER,--A thought has come into my head which I think would MY DEAR HENLEY,--Many thanks for your good letter, which is the best way Goodness knows when I shall be able to re-write; I must


id: 30714
title: The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition, Vol. 25
author: Stevenson, Robert Louis
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  think he is the man, though he may be; but he knows him, and most likely Letters till the hour came round; dined, and then, Fanny having a cold, Though I write so little, I pass all my hours of field-work in continual great things that were to come; and the new, who came after, outlived word this day with her husband on the matter of work and meal-time, when Pupil_ the other day with great joy; your little boy is admirable; why On the way up to the lean man''s house you pass a little village, all of next day (I think it was) early in the morning, a man appeared; he had believe I shall stay here until the end comes like a good boy, as I am. MY DEAR HENRY JAMES,--The mail has come upon me like an armed man three "Dead Man''s Letter," projected, xxiii.


id: 31809
title: The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition, Vol. 24
author: Stevenson, Robert Louis
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  pleasant days to come and a return to working health. one day, and was for a long time like one dead. may like the idea of what is to be; and when the time comes, I shall try Fourth, next time I am supposed to be at death''s door write to me like know if this will come in time; if it doesn''t, of course things will go and faith, if I live till I am forty, I shall have a book of rhymes like Write again soon, and let me hear good news of you, and I MY DEAR PEOPLE,--A Good New Year to you. Whenever I think I would like to live a little, I hear the good way; a book, I guess, like _Treasure Island_, alas! great luck, I shall have to fall upon you at the New Year like a MY DEAR FATHER,--Many thanks for a letter quite like yourself.


id: 333
title: Robert Louis Stevenson
author: Raleigh, Walter Alexander, Sir
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  Stevenson, it seems likely, could not pass along such a line of brick To a man with Stevenson''s live and searching imagination, every work of strong was Stevenson''s admiration for heroic graces like these that in I. STYLE.--Let no one say that ''reading and writing comes by nature,'' Pacific island where the scene of the story is laid, gives a brief It was from writers of Harrington''s time and later that Stevenson learned meaninglessness, that to turn to Stevenson''s books is like an escape into artistic result of a romance,'' says Stevenson, ''what is left upon the Stevenson''s work is a gallery of romantic effects that haunt the memory. The animating principle or idea of Stevenson''s longer stories is never to romantic effects, like all great romance, are illuminative of life, and One character must never be passed over in an estimate of Stevenson''s A great part of Stevenson''s subtle wisdom of life finds


id: 3814
title: Robert Louis Stevenson
author: Simpson, E. Blantyre (Evelyn Blantyre)
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  ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Volume II, Robert Louis Stevenson The mother of Robert Louis Stevenson, when asked to inscribe a motto From them Robert Louis Stevenson inherited that tenacity Louis'' father, despite being, like Dr. John Brown''s Rab, "fu'' o'' When Swanston became the Stevensons'' summer home, the Hermiston, were likely all his life "just mismanaged." By the time study as an advocate to satisfy his father, who urged his son to yesterday that I met Louis in the Parliament House, and said I heard Louis'' mother showed this friend, Mr. Guthrie, a succession of her Stevenson wrote of Edinburgh and her climate in a carping spirit, pen has he held in thrall all the reading public who liked his work. become a world wanderer, she left her Edinburgh home and, without To Stevenson, throughout his life, all the world was truly a stage.


id: 535
title: Travels with a Donkey in the Cevennes
author: Stevenson, Robert Louis
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  of black bread and white, like Father Adam, for myself and donkey, only Scottish-looking man; the mother followed, all in her Sunday''s best, with ''My man knows nothing,'' she said, with an angry nod; ''he is like the old man, who came a little way with me in the rain to put me safely on handsome, silent, dark old woman, clothed and hooded in black like a nun. gone to God. At night, under the conduct of my kind Irishman, I took my place in the stood like a man bewildered in the windy starry night. hill air and crossing all the green valley, sounded pleasant to my ear, If I deceived this good old man, in the like manner I would Thus, talking like Christian and Faithful by the way, he and I came down people turned round to have a second look, or came out of their houses,


id: 590
title: Robert Louis Stevenson: A Record, an Estimate, and a Memorial
author: Japp, Alexander H. (Alexander Hay)
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  On some little points of fact, however, Stevenson was wrong; and I wrote characteristic in every way, and showing fully Stevenson''s fine built, and of the great feast Mr Stevenson gave at the close of the work, In a word, you always, in view of true dramatic effect, see Stevenson is why Mr Stevenson and Mr Henley--young men of great talent, about the time of Stevenson''s death; and the whole is so good and clear creation of character, Stevenson tells his story with more art and with a Now, it is in its own way surely a very remarkable thing that Stevenson, Stevenson''s life-long devotion to his art anyway was on the point of that lies like an amalgam, behind all Stevenson''s work. {10} Stevenson''s work in letters does not now take me much, and I Here Stevenson, though original in his vein and way, but follows a great


id: 10910
title: Robert Louis Stevenson, an Elegy; and Other Poems
author: Le Gallienne, Richard
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  Treasure of hair, and great immortal eyes, But with the peep of day great bands of heavenly birds So rounds thy day, from maiden morn to haunted night, O rains that softly fall from His all-loving eyes, Great man of song, whose glorious laurelled head So great his song we deem a little while That Song itself with his great voice hath fled, The ruling arm, great heart, and kingly eye; For us like thee a little hour to stay, For us like thee a little hour of play, A little hour for wine and love and song, Time, like a bird, hath but one song, ''Heart, stay at home, be wise!'' Love''s wisdom sings. ''Heart, stay at home, be wise!'' Love''s wisdom sings. ''Heart, stay at home, be wise!'' Love''s wisdom sings. If Death be Love, and God''s great purpose kind! Sad all the songs she loved to sing;


id: 13088
title: Emerson and Other Essays
author: Chapman, John Jay
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  Let us remember the world upon which the young Emerson''s eyes opened. thoughts, and possibly the same thing holds good for society at large. individual." "A man, a personal ascendency, is the only great thought Emerson, his eye rolling in a fine frenzy of moral feeling, things, of which he does not know the meaning in real life, he yet uses, Emerson''s criticism on men and books is like the test of a great chemist Emerson himself was the only man of his times who consistently and In Whitman''s works the elemental parts of a man''s mind and the fragments and says no good can come to a man who, looking on such great beauty, The heart is not the life of love like mine. music, men and women, and his works are like the house of a rich man,--a speech, and new thoughts from life, and Stevenson used all his powers to


id: 33428
author: Various
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  The early days of the literary career of Robert Louis Stevenson can hardly Quoting from a letter of Stevenson''s to a friend, he says: "_I owned that In 1880, Stevenson, then in his thirty-first year, was married to Mrs. Osbourne, an American lady whom he had known in France, and with his volume pointed the definite way of Stevenson''s popularity, the book being time of Stevenson''s death copies of this little work were sold for upwards gives a man new thoughts to read his works dispassionately, and find in Mrs. Robert Louis Stevenson, who has been ill in New York, has recovered contemporaries in several cities of late, to the effect that Mrs. Stevenson went out to dine in London, when first introduced there by her Out of these noble volumes of Stevenson letters two things come to me of Robert Louis Stevenson, the author, really does look like the watermelon

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  Stevensoniana Being a Reprint of Various Literary and Pictorial Miscellany Associated with Robert Louis Stevenson, the Man and His Work


id: 36763
title: Stevenson''s Shrine: The Record of a Pilgrimage
author: Stubbs, Laura
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  feathery-topped coconut palms, the dark green spreading bread-fruit trees, I tasted a green coconut plucked direct from the palm by a native, who, way through a perfect network of little islands, all alike, palm-fringed brown thatched roofs of native houses, and white ones of Europeans! little chat the old man took us to his house and initiated us into the [Illustration: NATIVE GIRLS MAKING KAVA Upolu--Stevenson''s Island--although not the largest, is by far the most [Illustration: THE ROAD OF THE LOVING HEART was given to Stevenson, not because the Samoans knew or loved his books, [Illustration: VIEW OF VAILIMA FROM STEVENSON''S GRAVE Vailima is not much changed since the days when Robert Louis Stevenson [Illustration: NATIVE FEAST AT VAILIMA in _Vailima Letters_, also the Girls'' School for the daughters of Native looked like the long-lost Island of Avilion, Levuka, which looked more like a mountain range than an island.


id: 43209
title: In the Track of R. L. Stevenson and Elsewhere in Old France
author: Hammerton, John Alexander, Sir
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  [Illustration: "In a little place called Le Monastier, in a pleasant little highland town, which lies secure away from railways and can lies La Bastide, a drowsy little town despite its long connection with wife--a fair-haired little woman with cheeks like red apples, dressed taken us some two hours, and we had a long way to travel that day. passing on our way the old castle of Miral and a picturesque church valleys such as these, or in cosy little towns like Pont de Montvert, river only a little way from the road. place precisely as Stevenson pictures it, noting by the way a tiny new withdrawn a little way from the east end of the grand old There are several ways of reaching this little-known corner of France, The little town sits in the mouth of a great ravine that place in days of old, for it is one of the interesting things in the


id: 52528
title: The Cruise of the "Janet Nichol" Among the South Sea Islands: A Diary
author: Stevenson, Fanny Van de Grift
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  same; but alas, the ship, which looked like a man-of-war, moved away To-day we came to anchor off Savage Island, or Nuieue, having on board A native man, an old friend, stopped us on the way back to Apia, white trader''s house, Penrhyn Island_] Lloyd carried the camera, while Louis walked about looking round him. Louis and Lloyd went back to the ship, but I remained, with Tin Jack, eyes starting with terror; Louis''s little girls ran to him and me and We took from the island a man, woman, and boy for He said if we crossed the island we would find a board house, When Lloyd came the trader said he wanted two fine white and looks just like the _Equator_.[10] Louis says that every intelligent-looking man, a missionary from another island, came up and accompaniment to Louis''s singing; the old man several times tried to


id: 53165
title: A Day with Robert Louis Stevenson
author: Byron, May
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  [Illustration: Robert Louis Stevenson] Robert Louis Stevenson was now thirty-six years old: and ever since his _Virginibus Puerisque_, _Treasure Island_, _Prince Otto_, _The Child''s Garden of Verse_, and _Dr. Jekyll_, was very much a man to be reckoned in book form,--and Stevenson, like Byron, "awoke to find himself artist, like Stevenson, knew that his most finished work was above and for these, I hold that £700 a year is as much as a man can possibly All the morning, Stevenson had been upstairs writing: probably after a bad night; very likely in what any other man would term a totally unfit E. Henley, another writer, a man of like courageous And yet one women had played a very important part in Stevenson''s life: His morning''s work accomplished, the tall gaunt man came downstairs, things: for it is probable that no man has a just sense of


id: 55714
title: Stevenson at Manasquan
author: Eaton, Charlotte
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  York under the title "A Last Memory of Robert Louis Stevenson"; Mr. Dickie''s notes have appeared in the New York World, and Mr. Seymour''s come to make a farewell visit to his old friend Will Low, the artist. My husband, the late Wyatt Eaton, and Stevenson, were friends in their call him the man of good manners, or "the mannerly Stevenson," and this nights, and the good old farmer, never suspecting that Stevenson was of Stevenson''s must feel like Father Tabb in the library of his friend "One day, as I walked by," said he--meaning the Sanborn place--"I heard "I am glad _thee_ was good to Peter, said Mrs. Sanborn. "Ideals," said Stevenson, "are apt to stay by you when material things "Mrs. Robert Louis Stevenson (wife of the author of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde)." the time, I told Mrs. Stevenson that on the day Mr. Eaton finished his


