Of course I asked whether a great many of the books were not lost, stolen, and destroyed; and of course I was told that there were no losses, no thefts, and no destruction.  As to thefts, the librarian did not seem to think that any instance of such an occurrence could be found.  Among the poorer classes, a book might sometimes be lost when they were changing their lodgings; but anything so lost was more than replaced by the fines.  A book is taken out for a week, and if not brought back at the end of that week—­when the loan can be renewed if the reader wishes—­a fine, I think of two cents, is incurred.  The children, when too late with the books, bring in the two cents as a matter of course, and the sum so collected fully replaces all losses.  It was all couleur de rose; the librarianesses looked very pretty and learned, and, if I remember aright, mostly wore spectacles; the head librarian was enthusiastic; the nice, instructive books were properly dogs-eared; my own productions were in enormous demand; the call for books over the counter was brisk; and the reading-room was full of readers.

It has, I dare say, occurred to other travelers to remark that the proceedings at such institutions, when visited by them on their travels, are always rose colored.  It is natural that the bright side should be shown to the visitor.  It may be that many books are called for and returned unread; that many of those taken out are so taken by persons who ought to pay for their novels at circulating libraries; that the librarian and librarianesses get very tired of their long hours of attendance, for I found that they were very long; and that many idlers warm themselves in that reading-room.  Nevertheless the fact remains—­the library is public to all the men and women in Boston, and books are given out without payment to all who may choose to ask for them.  Why should not the great Mr. Mudie emulate Mr. Bates, and open a library in London on the same system?

The librarian took me into one special room, of which he himself kept the key, to show me a present which the library had received from the English government.  The room was filled with volumes of two sizes, all bound alike, containing descriptions and drawings of all the patents taken out in England.  According to this librarian, such a work would be invaluable as to American patents; but he conceived that the subject had become too confused to render any such an undertaking possible.  “I never allow a single volume to be used for a moment without the presence of myself or one of my assistants,” said the librarian; and then he explained to me, when I asked him why he was so particular, that the drawings would, as a matter of course, be cut out and stolen if he omitted his care.  “But they may be copied,” I said.  “Yes; but if Jones merely copies one, Smith may come after him and copy it also.  Jones will probably desire to hinder Smith from having any evidence of such a patent.”