by Rebecca Yount
As a child I had a love affair
with book covers.
Wesley
Dennis's artwork that graced Marguerite Henry's
stories
drew me in like a magnet attracts metal.
So,
too, Arthur Rackham's illustrated edition of Kenneth Grahame's The Wind in
the Willows. It was Rackham's cover that initially attracted me to
the book that would become one of the most beloved of my childhood.
To this day, I cherish memories of the "olde fashioned" illustrations
from my early edition of Mother Goose. At times I merely flipped
through the pages to revel in the pictures, rather than read the nonsensical
verses.