Bear with me my excesses because at heart I am an ascetic. Just as some universities and institutions specialize in certain fields that have no pertinent connection to their curriculum at large so will I on a lesser scale of intelligence and breadth. Such is my passion for bookplates. Despite My Poor Relations having an illustrated cover and being from 1905 those are its only saving graces. The words are twaddle and its readership is even lighter in sheer mass. So I cling to the comfort of its bookplate. That being from The Tabard Inn Library which was a commercial for-profit enterprise that apparently lent out books. Ten thousand revolving bookcases were placed in various drug stores, hotels and even public libraries and rented for 5 cents each after an initial lifetime membership of $3 was purchased, though my ex-libris plate says $1.50. Which is apparently a latter day mechanism meant to stave off bankruptcy for the company. It did not succeed. After the demise of the enterprise th...