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ERRATA, OR NO ERRATA ?
Why need I (virtually) obliterate a superfluous asterisk, or supply the want of one ? In a country which is said to be the land of jobbing, cannot the reader do both of these little jobs, quietly and gently, for himself ? For example, in the text of page 26, introduce a t at the word amicé,—and strike his pen across a * before the last line (in a note) of page 67 ? Again, why turn Brobdignag into Brobdingnag, when the former, albeit wrongly spelled, sounds to my ear the more gigantic and less pronounceable of the two ? Brobdingnag runs, with a too Lilliputian facility, off the tongue. In short, when of my-or rather of Mr. Milliken's pagesmit may be said, that
If to their share, some venial errors fall,
why should I awaken this indulgent forgetfulness, by a startling flapper-list of errata ? Ought not
O gens attonitum gelida formidine mortis,
quid nomina vana timetis,
BOOKSELLERS TO THE UNIVERSITY.
STRONG APPLICATION-LONG HESITATION-WRONG
I have been applied to, by my respectable publisher, for the filling of a few pages more. Why so applied to, I perhaps could not reveal, without divulging the secrets of that prison-house—the compositor's boudoir. Suffice it to say, that certain pages, in as yet unfed attendance, * are described as being pale,—if not as a sheet, at least as half a sheet, t-and emblems, in default of types, of mere and total inanition. But what nutriment can my exhausted ink-bottle supply ? " A table of contents,” replies compositor ; “ a list of errata, and a dedication.”—For the contents, be it so, (as judges say, when they are granting an application ;) and I have only to wish, that amongst the contents, my indulgent readers may be found. But, for the
* And which are wanting (i. e. being wanted) to complete my typographical establishment, or suite.
+ For, I am told, there are but six of them.