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 court the enmity of mankind;" it is an error of the right side. Better so than to be afraid of it. The never threatned to spew any church out of his mouth for being too hot; but for being neither hot nor cold he has. It is too true, my dear Sir, "we have but few faithful ministers." But is keeping at a distance from one another the way to strengthen their interest? By no means. I rather think those that hold the same principles at least, and are embarked in the same cause, should jointly and publicly appear for .—And to tell you my whole mind, I do not believe  will bless either you or your friends to any considerable degree, till you are more delivered from the fear of man. Alas, how was you bowed down with it, when I saw you last! And your letter bespeaks you a slave to it yet. O my brother, deal faithfully with yourself, and you will find a love of the world, and fear of not providing for your children, have gotten too much hold of your heart. Do not mistake me. I would not have you throw yourself into flames. I would only have you act a consistent part, and not for fear of a little contempt be ashamed of owning the ministers of. After all, think not, my dear Sir, that I am pleading my own cause. You are not in danger of seeing me at Nn. I only take this occasion of saying a word or two to your heart. You will not be offended, as it proceeds from love. You may shew this to dear Mr. H. I salute him, the dear doctor, and dear Mr. H, most cordially. I hope the seed is sown among the rich to some purpose. Last Thursday Lord Bke was one of my hearers. Brethren pray for us; you are never forgotten by, very dear Sir, Yours, &c. G. W.    LETTER DCCXXVII. To Mr. S.

London, Jan. 18, 1749.

My very dear Mr. S,

I Have received from you two very kind letters, the last of which made me to smile indeed. Alas, my dear man, what airy castles are you building? Were your sanguine ex