He is often young, more often boy than girl, oftener young man than young woman.

He commits eternally what Mr Putnam aptly calls the great crime against the library of staying away from it.

He is classed among the patrons of the library somewhat as the western schoolma'am brought in knowledge of the capital of Massachusetts as part of her mental baggage: "Well, I know I ought to know it." He ought to be a library patron.

How make him one?
There are many methods, and all should be tried.

The Pears' soap plan of printers' ink is one of the finest and best.
If a library has or is a good thing for the community let it so be said, early, late, and often, in large, plain type.