The fruit of the Spirit is joy, peace, not_--'" "Upon my word (said Harrington, laughing), I shall presently begin to fancy that Douce Davie Deans has turned infidel." I have quoted enough to show the nature of my complaints.

I charge the satirist with profanity, for ridiculing sentiments which _he himself_ avows to be holy, ridiculing them for no other reason but that with _me also_ they are holy and revered.

He justifies himself in p.

5 of his "Defence," as above, by denying my facts.

He afterwards, in Section XII.p.147, admits and defends them; to which I shall return.
I beg my reader to observe how cleverly Mr.Rogers slanders me in the quotation already made, from p.