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Adam Brown Forum Admin
Joined: 25 Nov 2008 Posts: 415 Location: Edinburgh
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 9:12 pm Post subject: Robert Louis Stevenson Memorial, Corstorphine, Edinburgh |
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Robert Louis Stevenson Memorial
Location: Corstorphine Road, nr jcn with Ellersly Road, Corstorphine, Edinburgh
OS Ref: NT 220 731
Sculptor: Alexander Stoddart
Foundry: tbc
One of several modern monuments in Edinburgh by Alexander Stoddart of Paisley.
This was funded by Scottish & Newcastle Brewers in 2004 who at that time had their headquarters in the building behind the monument.
I'm afraid I didn't have time to take more images of the figures
Bonnie Prince Charlie
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Adam Brown Forum Admin
Joined: 25 Nov 2008 Posts: 415 Location: Edinburgh
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 9:15 pm Post subject: |
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As the plaque says this is not far from the spot in Stevenson's 'Kidnapped' where David Balfour and Alan Breck Stewart part company.
We came the by-way over the hill of Corstorphine; and when we got near to the place called Rest-and-be-Thankful, and looked down on Corstorphine bogs and over to the city and the castle on the hill, we both stopped, for we both knew without a word said that we had come to where our ways parted.
Here he repeated to me once again what had been agreed upon between us: the address of the lawyer, the daily hour at which Alan might be found, and the signals that were to be made by any that came seeking him. Then I gave what money I had (a guinea or two of Rankeillor's) so that he should not starve in the meanwhile; and then we stood a space, and looked over at Edinburgh in silence.
"Well, good-bye," said Alan, and held out his left hand.
"Good-bye," said I, and gave the hand a little grasp, and went off down hill.
Neither one of us looked the other in the face, nor so long as he was in my view did I take one back glance at the friend I was leaving. But as I went on my way to the city, I felt so lost and lonesome, that I could have found it in my heart to sit down by the dyke, and cry and weep like any baby.
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