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 LETTER CCCX.

To Mrs. S, at Charles-Town.

In a boat going to Gravesend, July 24, 1741.

Dear Mrs. S, I Am now in a boat, in order to embark for Scotland. I have the conveniency of writing upon a trunk, and therefore cannot be easy without sending you a line. I rejoice to hear that you are carried upon the wings of love. Methinks I see you sitting under the Redeemer's shadow with great delight, and exalting his free grace in plucking you as a brand out of the fire. O when shall we go to heaven, that we may praise for what he hath done for our poor souls! The is better to me than ever. Conviction, and conversion, both in town and country, are beginning again. The divine presence is much manifested in our assemblies. Blessed be the, who is also working with you. The spiritual prosperity of the orphan family, rejoices my heart. will ere long, I believe, make a separation between the precious and the vile. Poor Mr. G, Commissary Gd, and Chief Justice W, bitter, bitter, though unsuccessful persecutors, what will become of you? O that may grant them repentance unto life! What reason have you and I, dear Mrs. S, to exalt rich distinguishing grace! 'Tis that alone hath made the difference. I believe I need not remind you to pray, dear Mrs. S, for Yours most affectionately in, G. W.     LETTER CCCXI. To Serjeant B, at Gibraltar.

On board the Mary and Ann, bound from London to Leith, July 25, 1741.

Dear Mr. B,

I Am glad to hear that you are yet alive, and what is more, I trust you are alive to. Perhaps I may never see you again on this side eternity. O that we may approve ourselves good soldiers of ! How bright will our crown be then, at that last great day! I find there is nothing