A few years ago I bought an Edwardian tourist / history guide to the countryside around the Upper Clyde, as a Christmas present for my brother who lives in the area with his local-lass wife.
The book was very fragile, in fact falling to bits, but all there; and they really appreciated it.
I had found it totally unexpectedly, among random second-hand books in a tea-room / chintzy second-hand shop whose wall-paper included music scores and very old OS map sheets. I told the lady at the counter why I had chosen it. She was impressed, and said a lot of old books are bought by people who like the illustrations so much that they tear the pictures out and throw the ruined volumes away.
It was not my only purchase from there, either (apart from many teas and cakes!). I found a Vapalux paraffin pressure-lamp there, and have overhauled it to full working order. Though the now-extinct, proper thorium-salts mantle would be better!
(For anyone else repairing old wick and pressure illuminating and blow-lamps, I bought the spares and instructions from Base Camp, now in Peterborough.)
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The uncomfortable thought has struck me that we can't criticise those " art-works" too heavily given that we've highlighted and encouraged so-called "steam punk" from time to time. Nevertheless it is tragic when irreplaceable tools that could still be used for their proper purpose, are destroyed by sheer ignorance, as by that farmer.