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am very sure of one thing; that you are a very kind woman。  I envy 

you … my amanuensis being called away; I continue in my own hand; 

or what is left of it … unusually legible; I am thankful to see … I 

envy you your beautiful choice of an employment。  There must be no 

regrets at least for a day so spent; and when the night falls you 

need ask no blessing on your work。



'Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of these。' … Yours truly;



ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON。







Letter:  TO J。 M。 BARRIE







VAILIMA; JULY 13; 1894。



MY DEAR BARRIE; … This is the last effort of an ulcerated 

conscience。  I have been so long owing you a letter; I have heard 

so much of you; fresh from the press; from my mother and Graham 

Balfour; that I have to write a letter no later than to…day; or 

perish in my shame。  But the deuce of it is; my dear fellow; that 

you write such a very good letter that I am ashamed to exhibit 

myself before my junior (which you are; after all) in the light of 

the dreary idiot I feel。  Understand that there will be nothing 

funny in the following pages。  If I can manage to be rationally 

coherent; I shall be more than satisfied。



In the first place; I have had the extreme satisfaction to be shown 

that photograph of your mother。  It bears evident traces of the 

hand of an amateur。  How is it that amateurs invariably take better 

photographs than professionals?  I must qualify invariably。  My own 

negatives have always represented a province of chaos and old night 

in which you might dimly perceive fleecy spots of twilight; 

representing nothing; so that; if I am right in supposing the 

portrait of your mother to be yours; I must salute you as my 

superior。  Is that your mother's breakfast?  Or is it only 

afternoon tea?  If the first; do let me recommend to Mrs。 Barrie to 

add an egg to her ordinary。  Which; if you please; I will ask her 

to eat to the honour of her son; and I am sure she will live much 

longer for it; to enjoy his fresh successes。  I never in my life 

saw anything more deliciously characteristic。  I declare I can hear 

her speak。  I wonder my mother could resist the temptation of your 

proposed visit to Kirriemuir; which it was like your kindness to 

propose。  By the way; I was twice in Kirriemuir; I believe in the 

year '71; when I was going on a visit to Glenogil。  It was 

Kirriemuir; was it not?  I have a distinct recollection of an inn 

at the end … I think the upper end … of an irregular open place or 

square; in which I always see your characters evolve。  But; indeed; 

I did not pay much attention; being all bent upon my visit to a 

shooting…box; where I should fish a real trout…stream; and I 

believe preserved。  I did; too; and it was a charming stream; clear 

as crystal; without a trace of peat … a strange thing in Scotland … 

and alive with trout; the name of it I cannot remember; it was 

something like the Queen's River; and in some hazy way connected 

with memories of Mary Queen of Scots。  It formed an epoch in my 

life; being the end of all my trout…fishing。  I had always been 

accustomed to pause and very laboriously to kill every fish as I 

took it。  But in the Queen's River I took so good a basket that I 

forgot these niceties; and when I sat down; in a hard rain shower; 

under a bank; to take my sandwiches and sherry; lo! and behold; 

there was the basketful of trouts still kicking in their agony。  I 

had a very unpleasant conversation with my conscience。  All that 

afternoon I persevered in fishing; brought home my basket in 

triumph; and sometime that night; 'in the wee sma' hours ayont the 

twal;' I finally forswore the gentle craft of fishing。  I dare say 

your local knowledge may identify this historic river; I wish it 

could go farther and identify also that particular Free kirk in 

which I sat and groaned on Sunday。  While my hand is in I must tell 

you a story。  At that antique epoch you must not fall into the 

vulgar error that I was myself ancient。  I was; on the contrary; 

very young; very green; and (what you will appreciate; Mr。 Barrie) 

very shy。  There came one day to lunch at the house two very 

formidable old ladies … or one very formidable; and the other what 

you please … answering to the honoured and historic name of the 

Miss C… A…'s of Balnamoon。  At table I was exceedingly funny; and 

entertained the company with tales of geese and bubbly…jocks。  I 

was great in the expression of my terror for these bipeds; and 

suddenly this horrid; severe; and eminently matronly old lady put 

up a pair of gold eye…glasses; looked at me awhile in silence; and 

pronounced in a clangorous voice her verdict。  'You give me very 

much the effect of a coward; Mr。 Stevenson!'  I had very nearly 

left two vices behind me at Glenogil … fishing and jesting at 

table。  And of one thing you may be very sure; my lips were no more 

opened at that meal。



JULY 29TH



No; Barrie; 'tis in vain they try to alarm me with their bulletins。  

No doubt; you're ill; and unco ill; I believe; but I have been so 

often in the same case that I know pleurisy and pneumonia are in 

vain against Scotsmen who can write; (I once could。)  You cannot 

imagine probably how near me this common calamity brings you。  CE 

QUE J'AI TOUSSE DANS MA VIE!  How often and how long have I been on 

the rack at night and learned to appreciate that noble passage in 

the Psalms when somebody or other is said to be more set on 

something than they 'who dig for hid treasures … yea; than those 

who long for the morning' … for all the world; as you have been 

racked and you have longed。  Keep your heart up; and you'll do。  

Tell that to your mother; if you are still in any danger or 

suffering。  And by the way; if you are at all like me … and I tell 

myself you are very like me … be sure there is only one thing good 

for you; and that is the sea in hot climates。  Mount; sir; into 'a 

little frigot' of 5000 tons or so; and steer peremptorily for the 

tropics; and what if the ancient mariner; who guides your frigot; 

should startle the silence of the ocean with the cry of land ho! … 

say; when the day is dawning … and you should see the turquoise 

mountain tops of Upolu coming hand over fist above the horizon?  

Mr。 Barrie; sir; 'tis then there would be larks!  And though I 

cannot be certain that our climate would suit you (for it does not 

suit some); I am sure as death the voyage would do you good … would 

do you BEST … and if Samoa didn't do; you needn't stay beyond the 

month; and I should have had another pleasure in my life; which is 

a serious consideration for me。  I take this as the hand of the 

Lord preparing your way to Vailima … in the desert; certainly … in 

the desert of Cough and by the ghoul…haunted woodland of Fever … 

but whither that way points there can be no question … and there 

will be a meeting of the twa Hoasting Scots Makers in spite of 

fate; fortune; and the Devil。  ABSIT OMEN!



My dear Barrie; I am a little in the dark about this new work of 

yours:  what is to become of me afterwards?  You say carefully … 

methought anxiously … that I was no longer me when I grew up?  I 

cannot bear this suspense:  what is it?  It's no forgery?  And AM I 

HANGIT?  These are the elements of a very pretty lawsuit which you 

had better come to Samoa to compromise。  I am enjoying a great 

pleasure that I had long looked forward to; reading Orme's HISTORY 

OF INDOSTAN; I had been looking out for it everywhere; but at last; 

in four volumes; large quarto; beautiful type and page; and with a 

delectable set of maps and plans; and all the names of the places 

wrongly spelled … it came to Samoa; little Barrie。  I tell you 

frankly; you had better come soon。  I am sair failed a'ready; and 

what I may be if you continue to dally; I dread to conceive。  I may 

be speechless; already; or at least for a month or so; I'm little 

better than a teetoller …
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