I found a 1930 MacMillan edition of Far from the Madding Crowd just the other day. Not in a streetside library as such, in a cardboard box of books someone had put on their front wall. From the tenor of the notes in the margins (in pencil, so sometimes hard to read) the reader was a student - probably of English Lit at Sydney U.
One of the advantages of not owning a car and walking as much as possible is that one finds treasures such as this. On one occasion I found an excellent set of screwdrivers in a rubbish skip.
Madding Crowd is one of my favourite stories. When I got off the bus after seeing the 2015 movie, there was a man with two border collie dogs sitting on a nearby seat, it was uncanny, I had to pat the dogs to make sure they weren't an illusion. Maybe one day I'll find Bathsheba Everdene hiding in a cardboard box on someone's wall
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