_To Mr. J―――― S――――._
_Brinkworth, December 18, 1743._
_My dear Friend_,
’TIS past eleven at night, but lest I should not have time to-morrow
at _Gloucester_, which I intend to take in my way to _Birmingham_, I’ll
rob myself of a little sleep to write to you now. On _Friday_ evening
we reached five miles beyond _Reading_. Last night about nine we got
to _Clack_. It rained and snowed much for about seven miles, and the
way was dangerous; but the blessed JESUS kept us in safety. In the
morning I preached and gave the sacrament at _Tetherton_. This evening
I preached here. They were good times. I have a cold, but our LORD
warms my heart. To-morrow I must away to _Gloucester_. O follow, follow
with your prayers.
Yours, &c.
_G. W._