You will remember that I asked you to direct the Plimpton Press³ to set this special edition⁴ from a recent printing of the book, observing all the corrections in the text which I made about eighteen months ago. I think you dictated a letter to them while I was with you. They have entirely disregarded this request and have set from the first edition.

I have no late edition of the book here²—I supposed that your letter to the press would guarantee performance—therefore I can catch only a few of the errors which I carefully corrected sometime ago. I beg you, as a personal favor, to turn to the first line of gal⁵. 45. The third word in the line is “surplices”. Please look at a late ⬩W⬩S⬩C⬩ printing of the book and see whether that word is not changed to “cassocks”; I think so. If so please change it on the proof sheet. I have no dictionary here, and there are no Catholics to consult—only reformed Baptists!

The accent marks are left out in nearly every case,—and they will be left out in the pages if you yourself do not see that they are there.

At the top of Gal. 80 the press proof reader delicately pencils in “Will you supply the Chapter Headings?” Why, in Heaven’s name? Aren’t the chapter headings all clearly printed out in the book? Let him cut them out of a book and paste them on the proofs—the printers would be much more apt to get them right than if they set from my script⁶—you’ll agree to that, my friend⁷!

This year the weather here is eternal summer—all of this island that isn’t pine forest is one soft, flowery, bowery hayfield, full of daisies and blue bells. My front yard drops right into the sea. Not one fog in two weeks. You’ll realize that is good luck.