of the antique world and materially alter accepted views of the early state of Roman and Greek society.’  On hearing the news I smiled.  ‘Some institution,’ that was suspicious—­MSS.—­they meant forgery.  The new treasure was described as a palimpsest, consisting of fifty or sixty leaves of papyrus.  On one side was a portion of the Lost Book of Jasher, of a date not later than the fourth century; on the other, in cursive characters, the too notorious work of Aulus Gellius—­De moribus Romanorum, concealed under the life of a saint.

But why should I go over old history?  Every one remembers the excitement that the discovery caused—­the leaders in the Times and the Telegraph, the doubts of the sceptical, the enthusiasm of the archaeologists, the jealousy of the Berlin authorities, the offers from all the libraries of Europe, the aspersions of the British Museum.  ‘Why,’ asked indignant critics, ’did Dr. Groschen offer his MS. to the authorities at Oxbridge?’ ’Because Oxbridge had been the first to recognise his genius,’ was the crushing reply.  And Professor Girdelstone said that should the FitzTaylor fail to acquire the MS. by any false economy on the part of the University authorities, the prestige of the museum would be gone.  But this is all old history.  I only remind the reader of what he knows already.  I began to bring all my powers, and the force of the scientific world in Oxbridge, to bear in opposition to the purchase of the MS. I pulled every wire I knew, and execration was heaped on me as a vandal, though I only said the University money should be devoted to other channels than the purchase of doubtful MSS.  I was doing all this, when I was startled by the intelligence that Dr. Groschen had suddenly come to the conclusion that his find was after all only a forgery.

The Book of Jasher was a Byzantine fake, and he ascribed the date at the very earliest to the reign of Alexis Comnenus.  Theologians became fierce on the subject.  They had seen the MS.; they knew it was genuine.  And when Dr. Groschen began to have doubts on Aulus Gellius, suggesting it was a sixteenth-century fabrication, the classical world ’morally and physically rose and denounced’ him.  Dr. Groschen, who had something of the early Christian in his character, bore this shower of opprobrium like a martyr.  ‘I may be mistaken,’ he said, ’but I believe I have been deceived.  I have been taken in before, and I would not like the MS. offered to any library before two of the very highest experts could decide as to its authenticity.’  People had long learnt to regard Dr. Groschen himself as quite the highest expert in the world.  They thought he was out of his senses, though the press commended him for his honesty, and one daily journal, loudest in declaring its authenticity, said it was glad Dr. Groschen had detected the forgery long recognised by their special correspondent.  Dr. Groschen was furthermore asked to what experts he would submit