The port, well worth the cruise, is near,
And every wave is charmed.’”
AN ADVENTURER IN A VELVET JACKET
Thus gallantly he appears in my mind’s eye when I pause in rereading one of his books and summon up a fantasm of the author,—Robert Louis Stevenson, gentleman adventurer in life and letters, his brown eyes shining in a swarthy face, his lean, long-enduring body adorned with a black-velvet jacket.