For two dollars and ninety cents one may take a variably subterranean railroad from any point within the five boroughs, and enter—free of charge—the cathedral of the New York Public Library on Fifth Avenue. The Rose Reading Room is often only half filled most times. New York City is a composite of such places, and such casual wealth available to the public. It is so common that it can be, and is, but ought not be, overlooked. To be a New Yorker is to draw on a civic endowment few could dream of, many being comparatively poor or broke in that way. What a blessing, to be a New Yorker.