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  NOTICE

  Should any reader of this History of my life at Track's End wish towrite to me, to point out an error (if unhappily there shall prove tobe errors), or to ask for further facts, or for any other reason, heor she may do so by addressing the letter in the care of mypublishers, Messrs. Harper & Brothers, who have kindly agreed promptlyto forward all such communications to me wheresoever I may chance tobe at the time.

  I should add that my hardships during that Winter at Track's End didnot cure me of my roving bent, though you might think the contraryshould have been the case. Later, on several occasions, I adventuredinto wild parts, and had experiences no whit less remarkable thanthose at Track's End, notably when with the late Capt. Nathan Archway,master of the _Belle of Prairie du Chien_ packet, we descended intoFrontenac Cave, and, there in the darkness (aided somewhat by GilDauphin), disputed possession of that subterranean region with no lessa character than the notorious Isaac Liverpool, to the squeaking of amillion bats. And I wish hereby to give notice that no one is to putinto Print such accounts of that occurrence as I may have been heardto relate from time to time around camp-fires, on shipboard, and soforth, since I mean, with the kind help of Mr. Carruth, to publishforth the facts concerning it in another Book; and that before long.

  JUDSON PITCHER.

  LITTLE DRUM, FLAMINGO KEY, _July_, 1911.

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