Once
upon a time a library book was overheard talking to a man who had just burrowed
it. Here are the words which seem worth recording.
Please
don’t touch me with dirty hands, I would feel ashamed to be seen when the next
man or women borrow me. Do not leave me in the rain. Books can catch cold. Do
not make marks on me with your pen and pencils. It would spoil my looks. Do not
lean on me with your elbows while reading, it hurts me. Do not open me and lay
me face down on the table. You would not be like to be treated so.
When
you are through reading me, if you are afraid of losing the place, don’t run
down the corner of one of my pages. But have a neat book mark to put in where
you stopped and then close me and lay me down on my side so that I can have
comfortable rest.
Remember
that I want to visit a great many other people after you are through with me.
Besides I may meet you again someday. You would be sorry to see me looking old,
torn and soiled.
Help me
to keep fresh and clean and shall help you to be happy.
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