PREFACE

To the reader.—­What this book wants is not a simple Preface but an apology, and a very brilliant and convincing one at that.  Recognising this fully, and feeling quite incompetent to write such a masterpiece, I have asked several literary friends to write one for me, but they have kindly but firmly declined, stating that it is impossible satisfactorily to apologise for my liberties with Lindley Murray and the Queen's English.  I am therefore left to make a feeble apology for this book myself, and all I can personally say is that it would have been much worse than it is had it not been for Dr. Henry Guillemard, who has not edited it, or of course the whole affair would have been better, but who has most kindly gone through the proof sheets, lassoing prepositions which were straying outside their sentence stockade, taking my eye off the water cask and fixing it on the scenery where I meant it to be, saying firmly in pencil on margins "No you don't," when I was committing some more than usually heinous literary crime, and so on.  In cases where his activities in these things may seem to the reader to have been wanting, I beg to state that they really were not.  It is I who have declined to ascend to a higher level of lucidity and correctness of diction than I am fitted for.  I cannot forbear from mentioning my gratitude to Mr. George Macmillan for his patience and kindness with me,—­a mere jungle of information on West Africa.  Whether you my reader will share my gratitude is, I fear, doubtful, for if it had not been for him I should never have attempted to write a book at all, and in order to excuse his having induced me to try I beg to state that I have written only on things that I know from personal experience and very careful observation. 

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