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  • member me to Mr. L——, and all dear friends. As opportunity offers, they and you shall hear from, dear Madam,

 Your most affectionate friend and willing servant for Christ's sake, G. W.

LETTER DCIX. To Mr. D——.


Dear Mr. D——, New-York, August 27, 1747.

IS it not just, that I should pay off my old debts? consequently I must write to you. I owe you many letters, and more love. Accept this in part of payment. It brings you news of my safe arrival, through the good hand of my God upon me, at New-York. We were detained upon the water three or four days. I believe it was for good; for the Lord blessed it to the recovery of my health, so that I eat like a sailor. At present I find my nature recruited considerably, and met my dear yoke-fellow and friends well at this place. O that my heart glowed with thanks to the Lord of all Lords, whose mercy endureth for ever! Help me, my dear Sir, to be thankful. My obligations to my glorious Jesus are increased by my late excursion to Charles-Town, Portsmouth, Boston, and other places in New-England. If I forget her, let my right-*hand forget her cunning. I think of, and pray for you and yours, and all my dear friends daily. O let us so live, that we may meet in heaven. You know the way; "Jesus is the way, the truth and the life." Walk before him, look continually to him, and you shall be enabled to trample upon sin, death, and hell. Excuse the brevity of this. Next time, God willing, you shall have a longer letter. My tender love awaits your dear spouse and family. You will remember me to all enquiring friends, and as God enables, you shall all be remembered by, dear Mr. D——,

 Yours most affectionately in Christ Jesus, G. W.

LETTER DCX. To Mr. A——.


New-York, Aug. 27, 1747.

TO convince you that I remember your desire when at Boston, I send you almost my first letter. It comes full