the pain; when I first knew Stevenson this trouble gave him no peace, and it has left a strong trace upon his mind and work. See particularly the parable called "The House of Eld," in his collection of _Fables_, and the many studies of difficult paternal and filial relations which are to be found in _The Story of a Lie_, _The Misadventures of John Nicholson_, _The Wrecker_, and _Weir of Hermiston_. TO THOMAS STEVENSON In July 1868 R. L. S. went to watch the harbour works at Anstruther and afterwards those at Wick. Of his private moods and occupations in the Anstruther days he has told in retrospect in the essay _Random Memories: the Coast of Fife_. Here are some passages from letters written at the time to his parents. "Travellers" and "jennies" are, of course, terms of engineering. _'Kenzie House or whatever it is called, Anstruther. [July 1868.]_ First sheet: Thursday. Second sheet: Friday. MY DEAR FATHER,--My lodgings are very nice, and I don't think there are any children. There is a box of mignonette in the window and a factory of dried rose-leaves, which make the atmosphere a trifle heavy, but very pleasant. When you come, bring also my paint-box--I forgot it. I am going to try the travellers and jennies, and have made a sketch of them and begun the drawing. After that I'll do the staging. Mrs. Brown "has suffered herself from her stommick, and that makes her kind of think for other people." She is a motherly lot. Her mothering and thought for others displays itself in advice against hard-boiled eggs, well-done meat, and late dinners, these being my only requests. Fancy--I am the only person in Anstruther who dines in the afternoon. If you could bring me some wine when you come, 'twould be a good move: I fear _vin d'Anstruther_; and having procured myself a severe attack of gripes by two days' total abstinence on chilly table beer I have been forced to purchase Green Ginger ("Somebody or other's 'celebrated'"), for the benefit of my stomach, like St. Paul. There is little or nothing doing here to be seen. By heightening the corner in a hurry to support the staging they have let the masons get ahead of the divers and wait till they can overtake them. I wish you would write and put me up to the sort of things to ask and find out. I received your registered letter with the £5; it will last for ever. To-morrow I will watch the masons at the pier-foot and see how long they take to work that Fifeness stone you ask about; they get sixpence an hour; so that is the only datum required. It is awful how slowly I draw, and how ill: I am not nearly done with the travellers, and have not thought of the jennies yet. When I'm drawing I find out something I have not measured, or, having measured, have not noted, or, having noted, cannot find; and so I have to trudge to the pier again ere I can go farther with my noble design. Love to all.--Your affectionate son, R. L. STEVENSON. TO MRS. THOMAS STEVENSON