The Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson — Volume 2Stevenson, Robert Louis
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The Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson — Volume 2
Stevenson, Robert Louis
Authors, Scottish -- 19th century -- Correspondence; Stevenson, Robert Louis, 1850-1894 -- Correspondence
I think it will amuse you (for a last word) to hear that our
precentress—she is the washerwoman—is our shame. She is a good, healthy,
comely, strapping young wench, full of energy and seriousness, a splendid
workwoman, delighting to train our chorus, delighting in the poetry of
the hymns, which she reads aloud (on the least provocation) with a great
sentiment of rhythm. Well, then, what is curious? Ah, we did not know!
but it was told us in a whisper from the cook-house—she is not of good
family. Don’t let it get out, please; everybody knows it, of course,
here; there is no reason why Europe and the States should have the
advantage of me also. And the rest of my housefolk are all chief-people,
I assure you. And my late overseer (far the best of his race) is a
really serious chief with a good ‘name.’ Tina is the name; it is not in
the Almanach de Gotha, it must have got dropped at press. The odd thing
is, we rather share the prejudice. I have almost always—though not quite
always—found the higher the chief the better the man through all the
islands; or, at least, that the best man came always from a highish rank.
I hope Helen will continue to prove a bright exception.
With love to Fairchild and the Huge Schoolboy, I am, my dear Mrs.
Fairchild, yours very sincerely,
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON.
TO E. L. BURLINGAME
[_Vailima_, _March_ 1892.]
MY DEAR BURLINGAME,—Herewith Chapters IX. and X., and I am left face to
face with the horrors and dilemmas of the present regimen: pray for those
that go down to the sea in ships. I have promised Henley shall have a
chance to publish the hurricane chapter if he like, so please let the
slips be sent _quam primum_ to C. Baxter, W.S., 11 S. Charlotte Street,
Edinburgh. I got on mighty quick with that chapter—about five days of
the toughest kind of work. God forbid I should ever have such another
pirn to wind! When I invent a language, there shall be a direct and an
indirect pronoun differently declined—then writing would be some fun.
DIRECT INDIRECT
He Tu
Him Tum
His Tus
Ex.: _He_ seized _tum_ by _tus_ throat; but _tu_ at the same moment
caught _him_ by _his_ hair. A fellow could write hurricanes with an
inflection like that! Yet there would he difficulties too.
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