The Secret of the Cave

Preface

Looking back across the years I can still see that quaint old village on the northwest coast of Scotland where the scene of this story is laid. I remember climbing down the ship's ladder from the Glasgow Steamer into the little rowboat that took me ashore. I can see the villagers waiting eagerly and curiously for the mail - and the passengers - while behind them stood their thatched-roof cottages, all in a row along the shore.

I recall visiting in several of these cottages, also in the gamekeeper's home, the one with two stories and a tiled roof, farther inland. I recall the glorious vista from the top of the nearby mountains, that marvelous view of rolling sea, mist-draped islands, and the setting sun.

Here, in this lovely, lonely spot, The Secret of the Cave was born. May it inspire children everywhere to find their greatest joy in helping others, and bringing comfort and happiness to those in need.

Uncle Arthur.
Los Altos, California