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 pray for me. I send you and your dear yoke-fellow ten thousand thanks, and am, my very dear Sir,

Yours most affectionately in our common , G. W.    LETTER DCCCCXXXI. To Madam C.

Dear Madam,     Glasgow, Sept. 29, 1752.

IT is no small pleasure to me, that providence hath once more opened a way for a further correspondence with one, who for many years hath been my friend, and strengthened my hands in the work of our common and master . He will richly reward you for it in the great day of accounts; though I am persuaded you think the work itself, its own reward. Indeed it is. Blessed be, I find 's service to be perfect freedom. He hath vouchsafed to encourage and comfort me in Scotland. At Edinburgh great multitudes, among whom were abundance of the better sort, attended twice every day. After a short continuance here, I am to return to Edinburgh, and next Tuesday sevennight purpose to set out for England. Many young ministers and students have given close attendance, and I hear of several persons that have been brought under deep convictions. As soon as they are put into my hands, I intend to send you copies of two letters from a High-land schoolmaster, who is honoured of to do much good among the poor Highland children.—By this post I have also sent a letter to Mr. D, which I received from a young student; he wants some little assistance, to help him to go on in his studies, but I did not send his letter to you, because he informs me that you had taken one of Mr. G's spiritual children under your care. Blessed be, that makes you, Madam, a mother in Israel. Every student's name is Legion. Helping one of those, is helping thousands. I think this young man's case, as laid down in the letter, is very remarkable, and matter of praise. add to the blessed number, for thy great name's sake! I have brave news sent me from Leicester and Newcastle, and have strong invitations to Yorkshire and Lancashire. What a pity is it, that the year goes round so soon? O my, my