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THE most distinguished of living Englishmen,
who, great as he is in many directions, is per-
haps inherently more a man of letters than any-
thing else, has been overheard mournfully to
declare that there were more booksellers' shops
in his native town sixty years ago, when he was
a boy in it, than are to-day to be found within its
boundaries. And yet the place 'all unabashed'
now boasts its bookless self a city !
     Mr. Gladstone was, of course, referring to
second-hand bookshops. Neither he nor any
other sensible man puts himself out about new
books. When a new book is published, read
an old one, was the advice of a sound though
surly critic. It is one of the boasts of letters to
have glorified the term 'second-hand', which
other crafts have 'soiled to all ignoble use'. But
why it has been able to do this is obvious. All
the best books are necessarily second-hand.
     .............And then you fall to
thinking of the inevitable, and perhaps, in your
present mood, not unwelcome hour, when the
'ancient peace' of your old friends will be dis-
turbed, when rude hands will dislodge them
from their accustomed nooks and break up their
goodly company.



	     'Death bursts amongst them like a shell, 
     And strews them over half the town.'

	
	They will form new combinations, lighten other 
men's toil, and soothe another's sorrow. Fool
that I was to call anything mine !


	From the chapter 'BOOK-BUYING' in 
Obiter Dicta. Second Series.,
by Augustine Birrell.
Elliot Stock, London, 1887.


TO
ARTHUR WAUGH
1890-1917



	Time marks our days with white and black 
In his Perennial Almanack ;
But there's one day I don't forget
And that's the day when first we met.


	Dedication to .....


	


	     AMONG many delightful gifts, the late Andrew 
Lang excelled in throwing off rhymed inscriptions
for books that he gave away. I am fortunate enough
to possess two or three. In a little Elzevir Horace
he presented to me, he wrote the following :


	         ' To Austin Dobson. 
     The Bard was short to outward view,
     And "short,"--to match,--this copy, too ;
     But, being HORACE, still he's dear,
     And still,--though cropped,--an Elzevir ! '


	From the section 'ANDREW LANG' in 
A Bookman's Budget,
by Austin Dobson.
Humphrey Milford/O.U.P., London etc., 1917.


I have a copy of the Wetstein "Marot" myself,
not a bad copy, though murderously bound in
that ecclesiastical sort of brown calf antique,
which goes well with hymn books, and reminds
one of cakes of chocolate. But my copy is only
some 128 millimetres in height, whereas the
uncut Beckford copy (it had belonged to the
great Pixerecourt) was at least 130 millimetres
high. Beside the uncut example mine looks like
Cinderella's plain sister beside the beauty of the
family.



	From the chapter 'ELZEVIRS.' in 
Books and Bookmen, A New Edition,
by Andrew Lang .
Longmans, Green, & Co., London & New York, 1892.


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