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 LETTER DCCCIX.

To Mr. L.

Very dear Sir,     London, Jan. 18, 1750.

LAST Monday I waited upon the Speaker of the House of Commons, with one Mr. G, a dissenting minister, who opened our poor suffering brethren's case in a proper manner.—The Speaker expressed great resentment upon hearing of the indignities they had met with, and said, that if it did properly belong to him, he would make a thorough search into the affair. But he wondered application had not been made to Lord H, who was the King's representative in Ireland. He at the same time wanted to be informed of more particulars. For want of a memorial, I could only shew him the contents of your letter. Two things therefore seem necessary. Be pleased to send a well-attested narrative of the whole affair, and wait upon Lord H yourself. A friend of mine intends writing to Lord Baron B. Is he in Dublin? As soon as ever I hear from you, more may be done. In the mean while, the dear souls have my constant prayers, and shall have my utmost endeavours to serve them. I count their sufferings my own. Pray let me hear how they do. We have great peace here. The blessed manifests himself among us, and you know that his presence is all in all. Hearty Amens are given, when our friends are mentioned in prayer at tabernacle. To-morrow I am to preach at Mr. W's chapel. O that it may be for the Redeemer's glory and his people's good! I am a debtor to the Greek and to the Barbarian, to the wise and to the unwise, and think it my highest privilege to preach and him crucified to all. I know you wish me prosperity. Strange! that the love of should unite hearts at such a distance, persons who never conversed with each other. But thus it is. Blessed be, we belong to one family, are travelling to one country, are redeemed by the same blood, and are heirs of the same glory. O glorious prospect! How happy are all they that put