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 LETTER CCCLVII.

To Mr. H,  Melvill, October 5, 1741.

My very dear Friend and Brother,

I Have, by the ship that brings you this, sent you 70l. worth of different sorts of goods to be disposed of, and the money to be applied for the use of the Orphan-house. You are to let Mr. B have 20l. I have also sent 600 yards of cloth, a present of my own, to make the boys and girls gowns and coats, some whereof I have had made up here. The other things were given by various persons. Amongst these, you will find some damask table-cloths, which I desire you will sell, they being too good, in my opinion, for our use. O my dear friend, how faithful is the ! He has now enabled me to pay my brother, and Mr. N's bill of three hundred pounds sterling. There is yet 200l. to be paid, which I borrowed since my arrival in England; but very shortly I hope to discharge that also. I have been in Scotland about two months, and think to be here about a fortnight longer. is pleased to give me health, and to bless my ministrations in an abundant manner. The little children in the hospitals, are much wrought upon. Saints have been stirred up and edified, and many others, I believe, are translated from darkness to light, and from the kingdom of satan to the kingdom of 's dear Son. The good that has been done, is inexpressible. I am intimate with three noblemen, and several ladies of quality, who have a great liking for the things of . I am now writing in an earl's house, surrounded with fine furniture; but glory be to free grace! my soul is in love only with : he helps me more and more. I feel but little straitness in preaching, and we have often sweet appearances of the divine presence in our large assemblies. As to my own soul, it is very comfortable and composed; I feel the power of more, and the power of indwelling sin less. I am daily waiting for the coming of the Son of. I fear I am too impatient to be gone; but what can the soul do, when sick of love? I have some thoughts of visiting Ireland. Whether I shall do that, or come to America in the Spring,