Ward was not only a printer but a bookmaker with "an abiding love for the book as an object" ... What's odd and paradoxical about this booklover is that he does not seem to love words. He doesn't play around with them, and the few words he actually allows in his wordless novels.
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As a kid, Ward's work captivated me in Esther Forbe's Johnny Tremain.
The Rockwell Kent-illustrated volume of Melville's Moby Dick should be on your shelf.
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