WHEN my
old and valued friend, Mr. Payne
Collier, received the following Letter, which
I wrote with a view to assist him in his
Shakespearian lucubrations, he forthwith, in
terms which I should like to copy if they
were not so complimentary, strongly recom-
mended me to print and publish it in my
own name,-intimating that I might thus
have "the glory of placing a stone on the
lofty CAIRN of our immortal bard." If he
had said a "pebble," the word would have
been more appropriate. But the hope of
making any addition, even if infinitesimally
small, to this great national monument, is
enough to induce me to follow my friend's
advice, although I am aware that by the at-
tempt I shall be exposed to some peril. In