When I went home from the library I had a book under my arm; and I would finish it before the library opened next day, no matter till what hours of the night I burned my little lamp.
What books did I read so diligently?
Pretty nearly everything that came to my hand.

I dare say the librarian helped me select my books, but, curiously enough, I do not remember.

Something must have directed me, for I read a great many of the books that are written for children.

Of these I remember with the greatest delight Louisa Alcott's stories.

A less attractive series of books was of the Sunday School type.