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<2Robertson Davies>2
<2A Voice From The Attic>2
<2Prologue>2
A VOICE, certainly--any book is a voice--but why from the
Attic?
In this book I want to comment and digress on some
aspects of the world of books today, by no means always
seriously and certainly not with any desire to impose my
taste on anyone; rather, I expose my taste hoping that it may
provide diversion for the reader. I do this as one who has,
for twenty years, reviewed books for a living (or part of a
living, for I never found that it provided a whole one) and
as one who has given hard knocks as a reviewer and taken
them as an author. Because I am a Canadian, my outlook
may possess some novelty for readers in the United States,
for my country sees not only the greater part of the books
produced in yours, but those published in Great Britain as
well--not to speak of our own books. Canada is, I belleve,
the only country so blessed.
Statesmen are fond of stressing Canada's role as a mediator
bet . . .
