CHAPTER III 

 " The Heart of Midlothian" 



The first money I ever invested in 

 books of a permanent character went 

 for the purchase of a standard Edin- 

 burgh edition of the Waverley novels, 

 embeUished with excellently executed 

 steel engraved plates, reproductions 

 of thoroughly artistic originals. I 

 bought them at a time when perhaps 

 the price might better have been in- 

 vested in something of greater practical 

 utility. Nevertheless I coveted this 

 particular set of books because I loved 

 Scott above all else in literature, and 

 I insist emphatically that I love him 

 still. There they all are now, filling 

 a section in my shelves dearer to me 

 than any other in the library. Not 

 one volume is missing from its accus- 



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