I am not in the slightest degree offended, Darby--you will yet, I trust, live to know better, may He grant it! I overlook the misprision of blasphemy on your part, for you didn't know what you said?
but you will, you will.
"This is a short reply to Mr.M'Clutchy's note.

I shall see him on my way to the sessions to-morrow, but I have told him so in it.

And now, my friend, be assured I overlook the ungodly and carnal tenor of your conversation--we are all frail and prone to error; I, at least, am so--still we must part as Christians ought, Darby.

You have asked me for a breakfast, but I overlook that also--I ought to overlook it as a Christian; for is not your immortal soul of infinitely greater value than your perishable body?
Undoubtedly--and as a proof that I value it more, receive this--this, my brother sinner--oh! that I could say my brother Christian also--receive it, Darby, and in the proper spirit too; it is a tract written by the Rev.Vesuvius M'Slug, entitled 'Spiritual Food for Babes of Grace;' I have myself found it graciously consolatory and refreshing, and I hope that you also may, my friend." "Begad, sir," said Darby, "it may be very good in its way, and I've no doubt but it's a very generous and Christian act in you to give it--espishilly since it cost you nothing--but for all that, upon my sowl, I'm strongly of opinion that to a hungry man it's a bad substitute for a breakfast." "Ah! by the way, Darby," lending a deaf ear to this observation, "have you heard, within the last day or two, anything of Mr.M'Clutchy's father, Mr.Deaker--how he is ?" "Why, sir," replied Darby, "I'm tould he's breaking down fast, but the divil a one of him will give up the lady.

Parsons, and ministers, and even priests, have all been at him; but it is useless: he curses and damns them right and left, and won't be attended by any one but her--hadn't you betther try him, Mr.M'Slime?
May be you might succeed.
Who knows but a little of the 'Spiritual Food for Babes of Grace' might sarve him as well as others.