LETTER DCXXXVII.

_To Mr. B――――._

_Charles-Town, (South-Carolina,) Oct. 25, 1747._

_Very dear Mr. B――――_,

I Hear a ship sails to-morrow for _Philadelphia_. I cannot help letting

you know, that we arrived here last night in health and safety. The

barren wilderness was made to smile all the way. I trust good was

done in _North-Carolina_. The poor people were very willing to hear.

I expected, on my arrival at this place, to have received letters and

sundry things from you, or dear Mr. _B――――_. If they are taken, may the

LORD JESUS give me a thankful heart! I would write you a long letter,

and I would also write to many friends, but you know travellers are

weary, and I must away to-morrow to _Georgia_. All is well there,

and at my new plantation. You will send the inclosed.――Mr. _Dutton_ I

believe is lost in his return to _England_. The ship foundered. I have

preached this morning, and am to preach again. I snatch a few moments

between sermons to write this. Our tender joint love to you all.

Yours, &c.

_G. W._

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