Thomas B. Costain (May 8, 1885 – October 8, 1965)

Canadian journalist who became a best-selling author of historical novels at the age of 57.  (Wikipedia)

From our stacks: Title page, spine detail and front matter from The Silver Chalice. A Novel by Thomas B. Costain. Garden City, New York: Doubleday & Company, Inc., 1952.

September is the most beguiling of the months. It is the month that won’t let go of summer, and it is the month that calls from the crow’s nest of the year and announces, in thinning air, that summer is gone and autumn is already here. One day in September will lull you into believing that you should assemble your things and mount a picnic on a Saturday afternoon—September is made for Saturdays. But when Saturday comes, you spend the morning fumbling around in the attic, looking for sweaters, because it is raining and cold. You look at the picnic supplies you gathered and wonder how you could have been so misguided.

September is a month for plans and a month for no plans. The month of full shelves and empty fields. A time for leave-taking and taking stock. It is the end of summer and the beginning of all that is to come.

—  Stuart McLean, from the Vinyl Café story School Days

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