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ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON
ILLUSTRATED BY N. C. WYETH
NEW YORK
CHARLES SCRIBNER’S SONS
MCMXXXIII
Copyright, 1916, by
CHARLES SCRIBNER’S SONS
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No one but myself knows what I have suffered, nor what my bookshave gained, by your unsleeping watchfulness and admirable pertinacity.And now here is a volume that goes into the world and lacks your imprimatur:a strange thing in our joint lives; and the reason of it strangerstill! I have watched with interest, with pain, and at length with amusement,your unavailing attempts to peruse The Black Arrow; and I thinkI should lack humour indeed, if I let the occasion slip and did not placeyour name in the fly-leaf of the only book of mine that you have neverread—and never will read.
That others may display more constancy is still my hope. The talewas written years ago for a particular audience and (I may say) in rivalrywith a particular author; I think I should do well to name him, Mr. AlfredR. Phillips. It was not without its reward at the time. I could not, indeed,displace Mr. Phillips from his well-won priority; but in the eyes ofreaders who thought less than nothing of Treasure Island, The Black Arrowwas supposed to mark a clear advance. Those who read volumes andthose who read story papers belong to different worlds. The verdict onTreasure Island was reversed in the other court; I wonder, will it be thesame with its successor?
R. L. S.
Saranac Lake, April 8, 1888