LETTER LVI.
FROM THE REVEREND HORNE TO JUNIUS.
I CONGRATULATE you, Sir, on the recovery of your wonted style, though it has cost you a fortnight. I compassionate your labour in the composition of your letters, and will communicate to you the secret of my fluency.—Truth needs no ornament; and in my opinion, what she borrows of the pencil is deformity.
You brought a positive charge against me of corruption. I denied the charge, and called for your proofs. You replied with abuse, and reasserted your charge. I called again for proofs. You reply again with abuse only, and drop your accusation. In your fortnight's letter, there is not one word upon the subject of my corruption.
I have no more to say, but to return thanks to you for your condescension, and to
