'As late as the First World War, a Manchester boy could find an epiphany in an old volume of the Journal rescued from a rubbish bin: "It was dog-eared and pages were missing but never before had I seen and held such a volume of reading matter and it provided months of utmost delight and interest. It was my introduction to life through the written word. The sciences, philosophy, religions, politics, literature, poetry, much of it far beyond my understanding".'