Scribner’s Magazine/Volume 32/Number 4/A Little Brother of the Books

A LITTLE BROTHER OF
THE BOOKS
BY JOSEPHINE DODGE DASKAM
Illustrations by Otto H. Backer

THE new librarian entered upon her duties bright and early Monday morning. She closed, with a quick snap, the little wicket-gate that separated the books from the outer vestibule, briskly arranged her paste-tube, her dated stamp, and her box of slips, and summoned her young assistant sharply. The assistant was reading "Molly Bawn" and eating caramels, and she shut book and bag quickly, wiping her mouth as she hurried to her superior.
"Now, Miss Mather, I expect to get fifty books properly labelled and shelved before noon," said the new librarian, "and there must be no time wasted. If
anyone wants me, I shall be in Section K," and she turned to go.
Section K was only a few feet from the registering-table, but it pleased the new librarian to assume the existence of long corridors of volumes, with dumb-waiters and gongs and bustling, basket-laden attendants. So much majesty did she throw into her sentence, indeed, that the young assistant, who had always, under the old regime, privately referred to Section K as "those old, religious books," and advised the few persons interested in them to "go

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