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 *day. That you may long live to shine in his church below, and after death be translated to shine with distinguished lustre in the realms of light and love above, is the continual prayer of, ever, ever-honoured Madam,

Your Ladyship's most dutiful, obliged, and most cheerful servant for 's sake, G. W.    LETTER DCCCLXII. To Lady B H.

Madam,                     Gloucester, Sept. 22, 1750.

AS I know your Ladyship had a great esteem for the late honourable Miss H, I cannot but think a short account of her behaviour, under her last sickness, must not only alleviate the concern your Ladyship must necessarily have for so intimate a friend, but also excite you to pray, that your latter end may be like hers. I think it is now near three weeks since good Lady G desired me to visit her sick daughter. She had been prayed for very earnestly the preceding day after the sacrament, and likewise previous to my visit in Lady H's room. When I came to her bed-*side, she seemed glad to see me, but desired I would speak and pray as softly as I could. I conversed with her a little, and she dropped some strong things about the vanity of the world, and the littleness of every thing out of. I prayed as low as I could, but in prayer (your Ladyship has been too well acquainted with such things to call it enthusiasm) I felt a very uncommon energy and power to wrestle with in her behalf. She soon broke out into such words as these, "what a wretch am I?" She seemed to speak out of the abundance of her heart, from a feeling sense of her own vileness. Her honoured Parent and attending servants were affected. After prayer, she seemed as though she felt things unutterable, bemoaned her ingratitude to and ; and I believe would gladly have given a detail of all her faults she could reckon. Her having had a form of godliness, but never having felt the power, was what she most bewailed. I left her; she continued in the same frame; and when Mrs. S asked her whether she felt her heart to be as bad as