The Art of Writing and Other Essays


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not yet at college. In truth it was so by a set of lucky  
accidents; had not Dr. Japp come on his visit, had not the tale  
flowed from me with singular case, it must have been laid aside  
like its predecessors, and found a circuitous and unlamented way to  
the fire. Purists may suggest it would have been better so. I am  
not of that mind. The tale seems to have given much pleasure, and  
it brought (or, was the means of bringing) fire and food and wine  
to a deserving family in which I took an interest. I need scarcely  
say I mean my own.  
But the adventures of Treasure Island are not yet quite at an end.  
I had written it up to the map. The map was the chief part of my  
plot. For instance, I had called an islet 'Skeleton Island,' not  
knowing what I meant, seeking only for the immediate picturesque,  
and it was to justify this name that I broke into the gallery of  
Mr. Poe and stole Flint's pointer. And in the same way, it was  
because I had made two harbours that the Hispaniola was sent on her  
wanderings with Israel Hands. The time came when it was decided to  
republish, and I sent in my manuscript, and the map along with it,  
to Messrs. Cassell. The proofs came, they were corrected, but I  
heard nothing of the map. I wrote and asked; was told it had never  
been received, and sat aghast. It is one thing to draw a map at  
random, set a scale in one corner of it at a venture, and write up  
a story to the measurements. It is quite another to have to  
examine a whole book, make an inventory of all the allusions  
contained in it, and with a pair of compasses, painfully design a  
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