The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson:|
your sleeve, 'But it is my leg that is broken.' This is a pity.
But there are consolations. You are an Englishman (I believe); you
are a man of letters; you have never been made C.B.; your hair was
not red; you have played cribbage and whist; you did not play
either the fiddle or the banjo; you were never an aesthete; you
never contributed to -'S JOURNAL; your name is not Jabez Balfour;
you are totally unconnected with the Army and Navy departments; I
understand you to have lived within your income - why, cheer up!
here are many legitimate causes of congratulation. I seem to be
writing an obituary notice. ABSIT OMEN! But I feel very sure that
these considerations will have done you more good than medicine.