upon chess. I think my deceased friend, Mr.
Alfred Denison, collected between two and
three thousand upon angling. Of living
Englishmen perhaps Lord Acton is the most
effective and retentive reader; and for his
own purposes he has gathered a library of
not less, I believe, than 100,000 volumes.

Undoubtedly the idea of book-cemeteries
such as I have supposed is very formidable.
It should be kept within the limits of the dire
necessity which has evoked it from the
underworld into the haunts of living men. But it
will have to be faced, and faced perhaps
oftener than might be supposed. And the
artist needed for the constructions it requires
will not be so much a librarian as a
warehouseman.

But if we are to have cemeteries, they
ought to receive as many bodies as possible.
The condemned will live ordinarily in pitch
darkness, yet so that when wanted, they may
be called into the light. Asking myself how
this can most effectively be done, I have
arrived at the conclusion that nearly two-thirds,
or say three-fifths, of the whole cubic
contents of a properly constructed apartment[12]
may be made a nearly solid mass of books:
a vast economy which, so far as it is applied,