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EDITOR'S FOREWORD<br />

For a number of years practically all of the literature of <strong>Individual</strong>ist Anarchism has<br />

been out of print. The great bulk of whatever matter there was had, of course, been in<br />

the hands of Benjamin R. Tucker, and up to 1908 it was being constantly augmented<br />

by him. But when, in January of that year, his entire wholesale stock of publications,<br />

manuscripts, etc., and nearly all of his plates were wiped out by fire, the loss was<br />

irreparable, and little attempt has been made to replace any of the material destroyed.<br />

The demand for something representative of <strong>Individual</strong>ist Anarchism has become so<br />

insistent that it has been determined to produce at least one volume of the best matter<br />

available, and in that volume to attempt to cover the whole subject.<br />

The nearest that any book ever came to answering that description is Tucker's<br />

"Instead of a Book", first published in 1893, culled from his writings in his periodical,<br />

<strong>Liberty</strong>, and out of print since 1908. This closely printed volume of nearly 500 pages<br />

was composed of questions and criticisms by his correspondents and by writers in<br />

other periodicals, all answered by the editor of <strong>Liberty</strong> in that keen, clear-cut style that<br />

was the delight of his adherents and the despair of his opponents.<br />

In casting about for material for the proposed volume, therefore, no other writings<br />

than those of Benjamin R. Tucker could for a moment be considered, and it is no<br />

exaggeration to say that they stand high above everything else that has been written<br />

on the subject, not even excepting the works of Josiah Warren, Proudhon, and<br />

Lysander Spooner, or of any other person who has ever attempted to expound the<br />

principles of <strong>Individual</strong>ist Anarchism.<br />

Mr. Tucker is an educated and cultured man. His literary style is both fluent and<br />

elegant, his statements concise and accurate, his arguments logical and convincing,<br />

and his replies terse yet courteous. The reader is never at a loss to know what he<br />

means. There is not a word too much or too little. Every sentence is rounded and<br />

complete - not a redundant syllable or a missing punctuation mark. What he writes is<br />

a joy to read, even when the reader himself is the victim of his withering sarcasm or<br />

caustic satire.<br />

A brief resume of Mr. Tucker's life will serve to indicate the background of his<br />

remarkable personality. He was born in South Dartmouth, Massachusetts, April 17,<br />

1854, the son of Abner R. Tucker, owner and outfitter of whale ships and later a<br />

grocer in New Bedford. His mother was Caroline A. Cummings, his father's second<br />

wife, and Benjamin was their only child. The father was of Quaker parents and the<br />

mother was a Unitarian, and an able, progressive and radical woman, her father<br />

having been a pronounced admirer of Thomas Paine.<br />

At two years Tucker was reading English fluently and at four gleefully discovered that<br />

the Episcopal Prayer Book had misquoted the Bible. At sixteen he had finished the<br />

course at the Friends' Academy, and, while at first refusing to go to any college, he<br />

finally spent two years at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (Boston). After<br />

hearing Josiah Warren speak and Col. William B. Greene quote Proudhon at a<br />

convention of the New England Labor Reform League in Boston in 1872, he soon<br />

became an Anarchist and translated Proudhon's "What Is Property?" from the French.

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