The second part of Bishop Lavington’s “Enthusiasm of Methodists and Papists compared,” was an 8vo. volume of two hundred pages, and quite as discreditable to his lordship’s character and position as that already published. In about equal parts, it was levelled against Whitefield and Wesley, with an occasional fling at the Moravians. It is somewhat difficult to reconcile its levity and buffoonery with Christian piety. At all events, its spirit, tone, and language, are not in harmony with St. Paul’s injunction, “A bishop must not soon be angry, but be sober, just, holy, temperate.” It is needless to give an outline of this episcopal production; but, from the preface of forty-four pages, wholly addressed to Whitefield, the following choice epithets and phrases are taken. “You are a most deceitful worker, grievously seducing your precious lambs.” “Your infallible instructions are so many mistakes, blunders, or lies.” “You have climbed up, and stolen the sacred fire from heaven; have even deified yourself, and put your own spirit in the seat of the Holy Ghost.” “You have owned yourself a cheat and impostor.” “You say, ‘_After-experience and riper judgment_ have taught you to _correct_ and _amend_ all your _performances_; and for the future you are to come out in a more _unexceptionable dress_.’ What a desirable and delightful _spectacle_! I almost _long_ to have a peep at you in your _unexceptionable dress_. I begin to be in an _ecstasy_. _Now_ methinks I see you, like a _player_ after he hath _acted his part_, stripping off the _dazzling tinsel_ in which he _strutted upon the stage_. _Now_, like _Presbyter John_, tearing away _points, tags, ribbands, fringe, lace, and embroidery_. _Now_, again, (_Paulo majora canamus_,) methinks I see you divesting yourself of your celestial garments and ornaments; plucking off your _appropriated blossoms_ of Aaron’s _rod_, slipping off the _child_ Samuel’s _linen ephod_, throwing _Elijah’s mantle_ from your shoulders; and modestly standing forth in the ordinary attire of a plain _gown and cassock_.” It was as impossible as it was undesirable, for Whitefield to write an answer in a scurrilous and bantering style like this; and, therefore, he wisely determined not to write at all. Hence the following to Lady Huntingdon:―― “BIDEFORD, _August 24, 1749_.