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ifts is in the spirit  indicated。'


〃As may be judged from this half…playful; half…serious  remonstrance; Stevenson's relation to his parents was eminently  human and beautiful。  The family dissensions above alluded to  belonged only to a short but painful period; when the father could  not reconcile himself to the discovery that the son had ceased to  accept the formulas of Scottish Calvinism。  In the eyes of the  older man such heterodoxy was for the moment indistinguishable from  atheism; but he soon arrived at a better understanding of his son's  position。  Nothing appears more unmistakably in these letters than  the ingrained theism of Stevenson's way of thought。  The poet; the  romancer within him; revolted from the conception of formless  force。  A personal deity was a necessary character in the drama; as  he conceived it。  And his morality; though (or inasmuch as) it  dwelt more on positive kindness than on negative lawlessness; was;  as he often insisted; very much akin to the morality of the New  Testament。〃


Anyway it is clear that much in the interminglings of blood we CAN  trace; may go to account for not a little in Stevenson。  His  peculiar interest in the enormities of old…time feuds; the  excesses; the jealousies; the queer psychological puzzles; the  desire to work on the outlying and morbid; and even the unallowed  and unhallowed; for purposes of romance … the delight in dealing  with revelations of primitive feeling and the out…bursts of the  mere natural man always strangely checked and diverted by the  uprise of other tendencies to the dreamy; impalpable; vague; weird  and horrible。  There was the undoubted Celtic element in him  underlying what seemed foreign to it; the disregard of  conventionality in one phase; and the falling under it in another …  the reaction and the retreat from what had attracted and interested  him; and then the return upon it; as with added zest because of the  retreat。  The confessed Hedonist; enjoying life and boasting of it  just a little; and yet the Puritan in him; as it were; all the time  eyeing himself as from some loophole of retreat; and then  commenting on his own behaviour as a Hedonist and Bohemian。  This  clearly was not what most struck Beerbohm Tree; during the time he  was in close contact with Stevenson; while arranging the production  of BEAU AUSTIN at the Haymarket Theatre; for he sees; or confesses  to seeing; only one side; and that the most assertive; and in a  sense; unreal one:


〃Stevenson;〃 says Mr Tree; 〃always seemed to me an epicure in life。   He was always intent on extracting the last drop of honey from  every flower that came in his way。  He was absorbed in the business  of the moment; however trivial。  As a companion; he was  delightfully witty; as a personality; as much a creature of romance  as his own creations。〃


This is simple; and it looks sincere; but it does not touch 'tother  side; or hint at; not to say; solve the problem of Stevenson's  personality。  Had he been the mere Hedonist he could never have  done the work he did。  Mr Beerbohm Tree certainly did not there see  far or all round。

Miss Simpson says:


〃Mr Henley recalls him to Edinburgh folk as he was and as the true  Stevenson would have wished to be known … a queer; inexplicable  creature; his Celtic blood showing like a vein of unknown metal in  the stolid; steady rock of his sure…founded Stevensonian pedigree。   His cousin and model; 'Bob' Stevenson; the art critic; showed that  this foreign element came from the men who lit our guiding lights  for seamen; not from the gentle…blooded Balfours。

〃Mr Henley is right in saying that the gifted boy had not much  humour。  When the joke was against himself he was very thin…skinned  and had a want of balance。  This made him feel his honest father's  sensible remarks like the sting of a whip。〃


Miss Simpson then proceeds to say:


〃The R。 L。 Stevenson of old Edinburgh days was a conceited;  egotistical youth; but a true and honest one:  a youth full of fire  and sentiment; protesting he was misunderstood; though he was not。   Posing as 'Velvet Coat' among the slums; he did no good to himself。   He had not the Dickens aptitude for depicting the ways of life of  his adopted friends。  When with refined judgment he wanted a figure  for a novel; he went back to the Bar he scorned in his callow days  and then drew in WEIR OF HERMISTON。〃



CHAPTER V … TRAVELS



HIS interest in engineering soon went … his mind full of stories  and fancies and human nature。  As he had told his mother:  he did  not care about finding what was 〃the strain on a bridge;〃 he wanted  to know something of human beings。

No doubt; much to the disappointment and grief of his father; who  wished him as an only son to carry on the traditions of the family;  though he had written two engineering essays of utmost promise; the  engineering was given up; and he consented to study law。  He had  already contributed to College Magazines; and had had even a short  spell of editing one; of one of these he has given a racy account。   Very soon after his call to the Bar articles and essays from his  pen began to appear in MACMILLAN'S; and later; more regularly in  the CORNHILL。  Careful readers soon began to note here the presence  of a new force。  He had gone on the INLAND VOYAGE and an account of  it was in hand; and had done that tour in the Cevennes which he has  described under the title TRAVELS WITH A DONKEY IN THE CEVENNES;  with Modestine; sometimes doubting which was the donkey; but on  that tour a chill caught either developed a germ of lung disease  already present; or produced it; and the results unfortunately  remained。

He never practised at the Bar; though he tells facetiously of his  one brief。  He had chosen his own vocation; which was literature;  and the years which followed were; despite the delicacy which  showed itself; very busy years。  He produced volume on volume。  He  had written many stories which had never seen the light; but; as he  says; passed through the ordeal of the fire by more or less  circuitous ways。

By this time some trouble and cause for anxiety had arisen about  the lungs; and trials of various places had been made。  ORDERED  SOUTH suggests the Mediterranean; sunny Italy; the Riviera。  Then a  sea…trip to America was recommended and undertaken。  Unfortunately;  he got worse there; his original cause of trouble was complicated  with others; and the medical treatment given was stupid; and  exaggerated some of the symptoms instead of removing them; All  along … up; at all events; to the time of his settlement in Samoa …  Stevenson was more or less of an invalid。

Indeed; were I ever to write an essay on the art of wisely 〃laying… to;〃 as the sailors say; I would point it by a reference to R。 L。  Stevenson。  For there is a wise way of 〃laying…to〃 that does not  imply inaction; but discreet; well…directed effort; against  contrary winds and rough seas; that is; amid obstacles and  drawbacks; and even ill…health; where passive and active may  balance and give effect to each other。  Stevenson was by native  instinct and temperament a rover … a lover of adventure; of strange  by…ways; errant tracts (as seen in his INLAND VOYAGE and TRAVELS  WITH A DONKEY THROUGH THE CEVENNES … seen yet more; perhaps; in a  certain account of a voyage to America as a steerage passenger);  lofty mountain…tops; with stronger air; and strange and novel  surroundings。  He would fain; like Ulysses; be at home in foreign  lands; making acquaintance with outlying races; with


〃Cities of men; And manners; climates; councils; governments: Myself not least; but honoured of them all; Far on the ringing plains of windy Troy。〃


If he could not move about as he would; he would invent; make fancy  serve him instead of experience。  We thus owe something to the  staying and restraining forces in him; and a wise 〃laying…to〃 … for  his works; which are; in large part; finely…healthy; objective; and  in almost everything unlike the work of an invalid; yet; in some  degree; were but the devices to beguile the burdens of an invalid's  days。  Instead of remaining in our climate; it might be; to lie  listless and helpless half the day; with no companion but his own  thoughts and fancies (not always so pleasant either; if; like  Frankenstein's monster; or; better still like the imp in the bottle  in the ARABIAN NIGHTS; you cannot; once for all liberate them; and  set them adrift on their own charges to visit other people); he  made a home in the sweeter air and more steady climate of the South  Pacific; where; under the Southern Cross; he could safely and  beneficially be as active as he would be involuntarily idle at  home; or work only under pressure of hampering conditions。  That  was surely an illustration of the true 〃laying…to〃 with an  unaffectedly brave; bright resolution in it。



CHAPTER VI … SOME EARLIER LETTERS



CARLYLE was wont to say that; next to a faithful portrait; familiar  letters were the best medium to reveal a man。  The letters must  have been written with no idea of being used for this end; however  … free; artless; the unstudied self…revealings of mind and heart。   Now; these letters of R。 L。 Stevenson; written to his friends in  England; have a vast value in this way … they reveal the man …  reveal him in his strength and his weakness … his ready gift in  pleasing and adapting himself to those with whom he corresponded;  and his great power at once of adapting himself to his  circumstances and of humorously rising superior to them。  When he  was ill and almost penniless in San Francisco; he could give Mr  Colvin this account of his daily routine:


〃Any time between eight and half…past nine in the morning a slender  gentleman in an ulster; with a volume buttoned into the breast of  it; maybe observed leaving No。 608 Bush and descending Powell with  an active step。  The gentleman is R。 L。 Stevenson; the volume  relates to Benjamin Franklin; on whom he meditates one of his  charming essays。  He descends Powell; crosses Market; and descends  in Sixth on a branch of the original Pine Street Coffee…House; no  less。 。 。 。 He seats himself at a table covered with waxcloth; and  a pampered menial of High…Dutch extraction;

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