Oliver Aldon James took the once-moribund National Arts Club and turned it into a glittering cultural oasis (“It’s Highway Snobbery,” April 17).

He has worked tirelessly and creatively — and has been a splendid president.

He is a man of conscience. In The Post’s two-page spread on James and the club, not one of the sniping critics is identified, and all quotes are without attribution. This falls below the usual standards for sourcing.

Beatrice Williams-Rude, Manhattan