DORNE THE BOOKSELLER.
Mr. Editor,—I beg to add my protest to your own, respecting the conclusion drawn by your valuable correspondent W. as to his competency to his arduous task, which no person could doubt who knows him. My remarks had reference to the supposed scribe of the catalogue, whose brains, according to W., were in some degree of confusion at times. His name is still in obscuro, it seems. "Henno Rusticus" is clear. W., I trust, will accept my apology. I say with Brutus, verbis paulo mutatis—
"By heaven, I had rather coin my heart,
And drop my blood for drachmas, than to plant
In the kind bosom of a friend a thorn,
By any indirection."
J.I.