Again we must emphasize the complaint, so often made, that men using the library, and especially those who draw books, are guilty of the grossest carelessness. And word has recently come to us from Mr. Winsor, the librarian, which seems to imply that this carelessness, presumably by processes of evolution, is passing into something of a far worse nature. For the sake of euphemism, however, and that we may not run the risk of making any great mistakes, we will still continue to call this failure to return books to the library "carelessness," and permit those who may read this to give to the word as broad a meaning as they may see fit from the dictations of their own consciences. Carelessness, when it results in inconvenience to others, is in itself an offence of no slight magnitude; but when the carelessness, becomes intentional carelessness, then the offence is one that deserves more than passing notice, and those who offend thus may well receive the highest contempt and odium of their fellows.