Kage Baker tells us that “it is a matter of recorded fact that Robert Louis Stevenson did go off alone into the mountains above Monterey in 1879, where he fell ill and lay delirious for three days under an oak tree, before being found by hunters. Most literary scholars agree that he only blossomed as a writer of real promise after his recovery and return to England.” Whether he encountered someone like Joseph while he lay ill, has not been recorded, but “having been born in Hollywood, I can vouch that there really are immortal creatures working for the movie studios.”