man is brought to heaven through grace, and sings eternal hallelujahs for it. I wish we heard a little more about this gospel faith, and indeed a little more about Bible sin and holiness; but these names, I think, are growing out of date. Doctor, I have no wine to offer; but you shall take a glass of my Holland gin, before you go; it is right special. The weather is hazy, and may require it: and my heart is quite free to give it. Sir, I thank you, but I drink no drams. They are too violent for a christian, whose understanding should be free and calm. Indeed no sort of cordial now is wanted: I am enough refreshed, if you are satisfied. Farewell, Doctor. Farewell, Sir; grace and peace be with you. |