Literary Blunders

EVERY reader of The Caxtons will remember the description, in that charming novel, of the gradual growth of Augustine Caxton’s great work “The History of Human Error,” and how, in fact, the existence of that work forms the pivot round which the incidents turn. It was modestly expected to extend to five quarto volumes, but only the first seven sheets were printed by Uncle Jack’s Anti-Publishers’ Society, “with sundry unfinished plates depicting the various developments of the human skull (that temple of Human Error),”<p > and the remainder has not been heard of since.