M 8 9 THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES A STEVENSON CALENDAR 1 I r^ iP ! w"* ^ B , ^^HV; A'. "^^^^^^^^1 ^^^ ^^^^^^^1 p^^^ - *t ^^^^^^^^^^H J ^^^^F '^^^t^^^^^^M g-;:fli i^^ m ^^B^^B^^Bf^^Bf^^^Bf^^^'^ A STEVENSON CALENDAR EDITED BY FLORENCE L. TUCKER NEW YORK THOMAS Y. CROWELL & CO. I'UHI.ISHF.RS Copyright, igog By Thomas Y. Crowell & Co. This volume is issued by arrangement with Charles Scribner's Sons, authorized publishers of' Stevenson's Complete Works. THE UNIVF.RSITY PFIESS, CAMBRIDGE, U.S.A. PR . . . Those he loves that underprop With daily virtues heaven's top. And bear the falling sky with ease, Unfrowning caryatides. Our Lady of tie Snows. 8944(17 ^^i^^W^^Q^^^^^^'^"^^^'^ PREFATORY NOTE "I I /"E on this side the water think of Robert ^ ^ Louis Stevenson oftenest, perhaps, in his island home, working — this indefatigable "idler," as he called himself — from six o'clock in the morning until four in the afternoon ; dictating with his hands when voice as well as strength failed ; and when he was better, moved by a rest- less and superabundant energy, the last to retire at night, and the first to rise in the morning. There is something peculiarly appealing in this isolation, as we fancy the lonely exile pacing through his nightly walk in the unlighted darkness while all of his household slept, and rising in the dusk of the Samoan morning with no cheerful, stirring sound of life to greet him but the monotonous chirp of a single lone bird. It touches us like the recollection of the sleep- less nights he tells of in Nuits Blanches^ when the delicate child was held up by his faithful nurse to look out at the window, while together they wondered if in other houses little children were L vii J wakeful ; and again and again he asked, " When will the carts come in ? " Though he worked on faithfully and cheerfully to the very last, finding interest in the strange peoples about him, and sending back his messages to the world he had bidden farewell, we think his brave spirit must have sometimes cried out in that long night of banishment, " When will the carts come in ? " And thinking of him thus, our affection goes out to him even as before that fateful December day at Valaima and the making of the lonely grave on Mount Vaea; and there has been gathered here certain of his sayings into a sort of little store- house of loving memory. The moral reflections dropped by the way are the personal side of a man, and as much as any known writer Stevenson has been loved for his personality. This little volume has been compiled for his friends — the selections are such as would be the remarks made in conver- sation with spirits congenial and sympathetic, and so appeal to every one alike ; each has the same message for all, each is the word of cherished recollection. F. L. T. Atlanta, Ga. [ viii J JANUARY JANUARY FIRST EVERY sin is our last ; every first of January a remarkable turning-point in our career. Virginibus Puerisque, JANUARY SECOND By all means begin your folio ; even if the doctor does not give you a year, even if he hesitates about a month, make one brave push and see what can be finished in a week. It is not only in finished undertakings that we ought to honour useful labour. A spirit goes out of the man who means execution, which outlives the most un- timely ending. All who have meant good work with their whole hearts, have done good work, although they may die before they have the time to sign it. Every heart that has beat strong and cheerfuUv has left a hopeful impulse behind it in the world, and bettered the tradition of mankind. Aes Triplex. [ I 1 JANUARY THIRD There is but one test of a good life: that the man shall continue to grow more difficult about his own behaviour. That is to be good : there is no other virtue attainable. Discipline of Conscience. JANUARY FOURTH It is a commonplace, that we cannot answer for ourselves before we have been tried. But it is not so common a reflection, and surely more consoling, that we usually find ourselves a great deal braver and better than we thought. An Inland Voyage. JANUARY FIFTH To make this earth our hermitage, A cheerful and a changeful page, God's bright and intricate device Of days and seasons doth suffice. The House Beautiful. JANUARY SIXTH What do we owe our parents ? No man can owe love; none can owe obedience. We owe, I think, chiefly pity; for we are the pledge of their dear and joyful union, we have been the solici- tude of their days and the anxiety of their nights, we have made them, though by no will of ours, to carry the burthen of our sins, sorrows, and physical infirmities ; and too many of us grow up at length to disappoint the purpose of their lives and requite their care and piety with cruel pangs. Reflections and Remarks. JANUARY SEVENTH We are most of us attached to our opinions; that is one of the " natural affections " of which we hear so much in youth ; but few of us are altogether free from paralysing doubts and scruples. Preface to Familiar Studies, JANUARY EIGHTH Restfulness is a quality for cattle ; the virtues arc all active, life is alert, and it is in repose that men prepare themselves for evil. Talk and Talkers. JANUARY NINTH A little society is needful to show a man his failings; for if he lives entirely by himself, he has no occasion to fall, and like a soldier in time of peace, becomes both weak and vain. r,ut a little solitude must be used, or we grow content with current virtues and forget the ideal. In society we lose scrupulous brightness of [ 3] honour; in solitude we lose the courage necessary to face our own imperfections. Reflections and Remarks. JANUARY TENTH Fond as it may appear, we labour and refrain, not for the rewards of any single life, but with a timid eye upon the lives and memories of our successors; and where no one is to succeed, of his own family, or his own tongue, I doubt whether Rothschilds would make money or Cato practise virtue. Death. JANUARY ELEVENTH To the grown person, cold mutton is cold mut- ton all the world over; not all the mythology ever invented by man will make it better or worse to him ; the broad fact, the clamant reality, of the mutton carries away before it such seductive figments. But for the child it is still possible to weave an enchantment over eatables ; and if he has but read of a dish in a story-book, it will be heavenlv manna to him for a week. ChilcTs Play. [4] JANUARY TWELFTH When a man is in a fair way and sees all life open in front of him, he seems to himself to make a very important figure in the world. . . . But once he is dead, were he as brave as Hercules or as wise as Solomon, he is soon forgotten. The Sire de Mal'etroit" s Door. JANUARY THIRTEENTH The names of virtues exercise a charm on most of us ; we must lay claim to all of them, how- ever incompatiblej we must all be both daring and prudent ; we must all vaunt our pride and go to the stake for our humility. Of Love and Politics. JANUARY FOURTEENTH Life, my old shipmate, life, at any moment and in any view, is as dangerous as a sinking ship; and yet it is man's handsome fashion to carry umbrellas, to wear indiarubber overshoes, to begin vast works, and to conduct himself in every way as if he might hope to be eternal. Fahle of the Sinking Ship. JANUARY FIFTEENTH We arc subject to physical passions and contor- tions -, the voice breaks and changes, and speaks by unconscious and winning inflections •, wc [5 ] have legible countenances, like an open book ; things that cannot be said look eloquently through the eyes ; and the soul, not locked into the body as a dungeon, dwells ever on the threshold with appealing signals. Virginibus Puerisque. JANUARY SIXTEENTH No art, it may be said, was ever perfect, and not many noble, that has not been mirthfully conceived. And no man, it may be added, was ever anything but a wet blanket and a cross to his companions who boasted not a copious spirit of enjoyment. FontainebUau. JANUARY SEVENTEENTH All sins are murder, even as all life is war. I behold your race, like starving mariners on a raft, plucking crusts out of the hands of famine and feeding on each other's lives. I follow sins beyond the moment of their acting; I find in all that the last consequence is death ; and to my eyes, the pretty maid who thwarts her mother with such taking graces on a question of a ball, drips no less with human gore than such a murderer as yourself, Markheim. [6] JANUARY EIGHTEENTH Success wins glory, but it kills affection, which misfortune fosters The Story of a Plantation. JANUARY NINETEENTH A generous prayer is never presented in vain ; the petition may be refused, but the petitioner is always, I believe, rewarded by some gracious visitation. The Merry Men. JANUARY TWENTIETH Of those who fail, I do not speak — despair should be sacred ; but to those who even mod- estly succeed, the changes of their life bring interest : a job found, a shilling saved, a dainty earned, all these are wells of pleasure springing afresh for the successful poor ; and it is not from these but from the villa dweller that we hear complaints of the unworthincss of life. The Day after To-morron.v. JANUARY TWENTY-FIRST Despise riches, avoid the debasing influence of cities. Hygiene — hygiene and mediocrity of fortune — these be your watchwords during life. The Treasure of Franchard. t 7] JANUARY TWENTY-SECOND The salary in any business under heaven is not the only, nor indeed, the first question. That you should continue to exist is a matter for your own consideration j but that your business should be first honest, and second useful, are points in which honour and morality are concerned. Profession of Letters. JANUARY TWENTY-THIRD To avoid an occasion for our virtues is a worse degree of failure than to push forward pluckily and make a fall. It is lawful to pray God that we be not led into temptation ; but not lawful to skulk from those that come to us. Virginibus Puer'tsque. JANUARY TWENTY-FOURTH Wherever a man is, he will find something to please and pacify him : in the town he will meet pleasant faces of men and women, and see beau- tiful flowers at a window, or hear a cage-bird singing at the corner of the gloomiest street ; and for the country, there is no country without some amenity — let him only look for it in the right spirit, and he will surely find. Unpleasant Places. [8 ] JANUARY TWENTY-FIFTH We talk of bad and good — everything, indeed, is good which is conceived with honesty and executed with communicative ardour. A Note on Realism. JANUARY TWENTY-SIXTH To be suddenly snufFed out in the middle of ambitious schemes, is tragical enough at best -, but when a man has been grudging himself his own life in the meanwhile, and saving up every- thing for the festival that was never to be, it becomes that hysterically moving sort of tragedy which lies on the confines of farce. Crabbed Age and Youth. JANUARY TWENTY-SEVENTH The respectable are not led so much by any desire of applause as by a positive need for countenance. The weaker and the tamer the man, the more will he require this support ; and any positive quality relieves him, by just so much, of this dependence. Familiar Studies — Samuel Pepys. JANUARY TWENTY-EK^HTM That is one (jf the best features of the heavenly bodies, that they belong to everybody in par- ticular. Providence and the Guitar. [9] JANUARY TWENTY-NINTH From those who mark the divisions on a scale to those who measure the boundaries of empires or the distance of the heavenly stars, it is by careful method and minute, unwearying attention that men rise even to material exactness or to sure knowledge even of external and constant things. Virginibus Puerisque. JANUARY THIRTIETH It is a great thing, believe me, to present a good normal type of the nation you belong to. An Inland Voyage. JANUARY THIRTY-FIRST Where a man in not the best of circumstances preserves composure of mind, and relishes ale and tobacco, and his wife and children, in the intervals of dull and unremunerative labour; where a man in this predicament can afford a lesson by the way to what are called his intellec- tual superiors, there is plainly something to be lost, as well as something to be gained, by teaching him to think differently. Familiar Studies — Walt Whitman. [ ^o ] FEBRUARY FEBRUARY FIRST OF all unfortunates there is one creature (for I will not call him man) conspicuous in misfortune. This is he who has forfeited his birthright of expression, who has cultivated artful intonations, who has taught his face tricks, like a pet monkey, and on every side perverted or cut off his means of communication with his fellow-men. Virginibus Puerisque. FEBRUARY SECOND To be deeply interested in the accidents of our existence, to enjoy keenly the mixed texture of human experience, rather leads a man to dis- regard precautions, and risk his neck against a straw. For surely the love of living is stronger in an Alpine climber roping over a peril, or a hunter riding merrily at a stiff fence, than in a creature who lives upon a diet and walks a meas- ured distance in the interest of his constitution. Acs Triplex. [ - J FEBRUARY THIRD Every book is, in an intimate sense, a circular letter to the friends of him who writes it. They alone take his meaning ; they find private mes- sages, assurances of love, and expressions of gratitude dropped for them in every corner. The public is but a generous patron who defrays the postage. Yet, though the letter is directed to all, we have an old and kindly custom of addressing it on the outside to one. Of what shall a man be proud, if he is not proud of his friends ? Letter to Sidney Col'vin. FEBRUARY FOURTH There are duties which come before gratitude, and offences which justly divide friends, far more acquaintances. Father Damien. FEBRUARY FIFTH We cannot trust ourselves to behave with decency; we cannot trust our consciences; and the remedy proposed is to elect a round number of our neighbours, pretty much at random, and say to these: "■Be ye our conscience; make laws so wise, and continue from year to year to administer them so wisely, that they shall save us from ourselves and make us righteous and happy, world without end. Amen." The Day after To-morroiu. FEBRUARY SIXTH The longer we live, the more we perceive the sagacity of Aristotle and the other old philoso- phers ; and though I have all my life been eager for legitimate distinctions, I can lay my hand upon my heart, at the end of my career, and declare there is not one — no, nor yet life itself — which is worth acquiring or preserving at the slightest cost of dignity. The Master of Ballantrae. FEBRUARY SEVENTH Solitude is the climax of the negative virtues. When we go to bed after a solitary day we can tell ourselves that we have not been unkind nor dishonest nor untruthful ; and the negative vir- tues are agreeable to that dangerous faculty we call the conscience. Reflections and Remarks. FEBRUARY EIGHTH I would put a good name upon a virtue; you will not overdo it ; they are not so enchanting in themselves. Of Love and Politics. FEBRUARY NINTH Money enters in two different characters into the scheme of life. A certain amount, varying with the number and empire of our desires, is a true necessary to each one of us in the present [ 13 1 order of society ; but beyond that amount, money is a commodity to be bought or not to be bought, a luxury in which we may either indulge or stint ourselves, like any other. And there are many luxuries that we may legitimately prefer to it, such as a grateful conscience, a country life, or the woman of our inclination. Familiar Studies — Thoreau. FEBRUARY TENTH It is but a lying cant that would represent the merchant and the banker as people disinterestedly toiling for mankind, and then most useful when they are most absorbed in their transactions ; for the man is more important than his services. An Inland Voyage. FEBRUARY ELEVENTH It is good to have been young in youth and, as years go on, to grow older. Many are already old before they are through their teens ; but to travel deliberately through one's ages is to get the heart out of a liberal education. Letter to IVilliam Ernest Henley. FEBRUARY TWELFTH On my tomb, if ever I have one, I mean to get these words inscribed : " He clung to his paddle." An Inland Voyage. [ U 1 FEBRUARY THIRTEENTH God made them twain by intention, and brought true love into the world, to be man's hope and woman's comfort. T^he Black Arroiv. FEBRUARY FOURTEENTH Solitude for its own sake should surely never be preferred. We are bound by the strongest obli- gations to busy ourselves amid the world of men, if it be only to crack jokes. The finest trait in the character of St. Paul was his readiness to be damned for the salvation of anybody else. And surely we should all endure a little weariness to make one face look brighter or one hour go more pleasantly in this mixed world. Rejiections and Remarks. FEBRUARY FIFTEENTH A man who must separate himself from his neighbours' habits in order to be happy, is in much the same case with one who requires to take opium for the same purpose. What we want to sec is one who can breast into the world, do a man's work, and still preserve his first and pure enjoyment of existence. Familiar HtuJia — Thorcau. [ '5 1 FEBRUARY SIXTEENTH Things are fit for art so far only as they are both true and apparent. IVorks of Edgar Allan Poe. FEBRUARY SEVENTEENTH Faces have a trick of growing more and more spiritualised and abstract in the memory, until nothing remains of them but a look, a haunting expression ; just that secret quality in a face that is apt to slip out somehow under the cunningest painter's touch and leave the portrait dead for the lack of it. An Autumn Effect. FEBRUARY EIGHTEENTH Late years are still in limbo to us ; but the more distant past is all that we possess in life, the corn already harvested and stored forever in the grange of memory. ... If I desire to live long, it is that I may have the more to look back upon. A Retrospect. FEBRUARY NINETEENTH One of the things that we profess to teach our young is a respect for truth ; and I cannot think this piece of education will be crowned with any great success, so long as some of us practise and the rest openly approve of public falsehood. Profession of Letters. [ i6 ] FEBRUARY TWENTIETH If we are indeed here to perfect and complete our own natures, and grow larger, stronger, and more sympathetic against some nobler career in the future, we had all best bestir ourselves to the utmost while we have the time. Crabbed Age and Youth. FEBRUARY TWENTY-FIRST To marry is to domesticate the Recording Angel. Once you are married, there is nothing left for you, not even suicide, but to be good. Virginibus Puer'tsque. FEBRUARY TWENTY-SECOND In a man who finds all things good, you will scarce expect much zeal for negative virtues : the active alone will have a charm for him ; abstinence, however wise, however kind, will always seem to such a judge entirely mean and partly impious. Memories and Portraits. FEBRUARY TWENTY-THIRD Forth from the casemate, on the plain Where honour has the world to gain, Pour forth and bravely do your part, O knights of the unshielded heart ! Forth and for ever forward ! — out From prudent turret and redoubt, L '7 J And in the mellay charge amain, To fall, but yet to rise again ! Our Lady of the Snoivs, FEBRUARY TWENTY-FOURTH The faults of married people continually spur up each of them, hour by hour, to do better and to meet and love upon a higher ground. And ever, between the failures, there will come glimpses of kind virtues to encourage and console. Virginibus Puerisque. FEBRUARY TWENTY-FIFTH Blessed nature, healthy, temperate nature, abhors and exterminates excess. Human law, in this matter, imitates at a great distance her pro- visions; and we must strive to supplement the efl'orts of the law. The Treasure of Franchard. FEBRUARY TWENTY-SIXTH It is the business of this life to make excuses for others, but none for ourselves. We should be clearly persuaded of our own misconduct, for that is the part of knowledge in which wc are most apt to be defective. Reflections and Remarks. FEBRUARY TWENTY-SEVENTH All our arts and occupations lie wholly on the surface ; it is on the surface that we perceive [ '8 ] their beauty, fitness, and significance; and to prv below is to be appalled by their emptiness and shocked by th« coarseness of the strings and pulleys. On Style in Literature. FEBRUARY TWENTY-EIGHTH In unbeloved toils, even under the prick of necessity, no man is continually sedulous. Once eliminate the fear of starvation, once eliminate or bound the hope of riches, and we shall see plenty of skulking and malingering. The Day after To-morro'w. FEBRUARY TWENTY-NINTH There is something in marriage so natural and inviting, that the step has an air of great sim- plicity and ease; it offers to bury for ever many aching preoccupations ; it is to afford us unfailing and familiar company through life; it opens up a smiling prospect of the blest and passive kind of love, rather than the blessing and active ; it is approached not only through the delights of courtship, but by a public performance and repeated legal signatures. A rnan naturally thinks it will go hard with him if he cannot be good and fortunate and happy within such august circumvallalions. Virginibus Piteris'/ue. [ 19 1 ^^^^^■^^^^B^^^^^^^^^^^"^*^ MARCH MARCH FIRST TF I have faltered more or less In my great task of happiness ; If I have moved among my race And shown no glorious morning face; If beams from happy human eyes Have moved me not ; if morning skies, Books, and my food, and summer rain Knocked on my sullen heart in vain : — Lord, thy most pointed pleasure take And stab my spirit broad awake ; Or, Lord, if too obdurate I, Choose thou, before that spirit die, A piercing pain, a killing sin. And to my dead heart run them in ! The Celestial Surgeon. MARCH SECOND Life is so short and insecure that I would not hurry away from any pleasure. Markheim. \ 21 1 MARCH THIRD A happy man or woman is a better thing to find than a five-pound note. He or she is a radiating focus of goodwill; and their entrance into a room is as though another candle had been lighted. An Apology for Idlers. MARCH FOURTH It is the property of things seen for the first time, or for the first time after long, like the flowers in spring, to reawaken in us the sharp edge of sense and that impression of mystic strangeness which otherwise passes out of life with the coming of years; but the sight of a loved face is what renews a man's character from the fountain upwards. Will 0- the Mill. MARCH FIFTH Many a man's destiny has been settled by nothing apparently more grave than a pretty face on the opposite side of the street and a couple of bad companions round the corner. Familiar Studies — Franfois Villon. MARCH SIXTH Talk should proceed by instances ; by the appo- site, not the expository. It should keep close along the lines of humanity, near the bosoms [ 22 ] and businesses of men, at the level where h'ls- tory, fiction, and experience intersect and illumi- nate each other. Talk and Talkers. MARCH SEVENTH The Lion is the King of Beasts, but he is scarcely suitable for a domestic pet. In the same way, I suspect love is rather too violent a passion to make, in all cases, a good domestic sentiment. Virginibus Puerisque. MARCH EIGHTH A thousand interests spring up in the process of the ages and a thousand perish ; that is now an eccentricity or a lost art which was once the fashion of an empire -, and those only are peren- nial matters that rouse us to-day, and that roused men in all epochs of the past. Memories and Portraits. MARCH NINTH Our faith is not the highest truth that we per- ceive, but the highest that wc have been able to assimilate into the very texture and method of our thinking. Familiar Studies — H'ult Whitman. [23 ] MARCH TENTH It is as natural and as right for a young man to be imprudent and exaggerated, to live in swoops and circles, and beat about his cage like any other wild thing newly captured, as it is for old men to turn gray, or mothers to love their off- spring, or heroes to die for something worthier than their lives. Crabbed Age and Youth. MARCH ELEVENTH Love is not love that cannot build a home. And you call it love to grudge and quarrel and pick faults ? Of Lo