indignation that he was forced to appease him by a promise of
forbearing Sir Roger for the time to come.

The reason which induced Cervantes to bring his hero to the grave,
para mi sola nacio Don Quixote, y yo para el, made Addison declare,
with undue vehemence of expression, that he would kill Sir Roger;
being of opinion that they were born for one another, and that any
other hand would do him wrong.

It may be doubted whether Addison ever filled up his original
delineation. He describes his knight as having his imagination
somewhat warped; but of this perversion he has made very little use.
The irregularities in Sir Roger's conduct seem not so much the
effects of a mind deviating from the beaten track of life, by the
perpetual pressure of some overwhelming idea, as of habitual
rusticity, and that negligence which solitary grandeur naturally
generates. The variable weather of the mind, the flying vapours of
incipient madness, which from time to time cloud reason without
eclipsing it, it requires so much nicety to exhibit that Addison
seems to have been deterred from prosecuting his own design.

To Sir Roger (who, as a country gentleman, appears to be a Tory, or,
as it is gently expressed, an adherent to the landed interest) is
opposed Sir Andrew Freeport, a new man, a wealthy merchant, zealous
for the moneyed interest, and a Whig. Of this contrariety of
opinions, it is probable more consequences were at first intended
than could be produced when the resolution was taken to exclude
party from the paper. Sir Andrew does but little, and that little
seems not to have pleased Addison, who, when he dismissed him from
the club, changed his opinions. Steele had made him, in the true