"I have just to shut my eyes, To go sailing through the skies-- To go sailing far away To the pleasant Land of Play" he says. [Illustration: No. 8 Howard Place, Edinburgh, Stevenson's birthplace] In spite of his power for amusing himself, days like these would have gone far harder had it not been for two devoted people, his mother and his nurse, Alison Cunningham or "Cummie" as he called her. His mother was devoted to him in every way and encouraged his love for reading and story-making. She kept a diary of his progress from day to day, and treasured every picture he drew or scrap he wrote. Cummie came to him as a Torryburn lassie when he was eighteen months old and was like a second mother to him. She not only cared for his bodily comforts but was his
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