I fancied reading some W. W. Jacobs, and the nearest of his volumes to hand was Odd Craft, a first edition from 1903. Inside, it's inscribed (over two lines) "To David Madsay (sp?) from his wife"; the ink of "to" and "from" was slightly smudged by her when she wrote it, a hundred and twenty years ago. I hope David appreciated it 
Googling his name brings no results that seem relevant, so that's as much as we know about him

Googling his name brings no results that seem relevant, so that's as much as we know about him

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