_To Mr. R―――― K――――n._
_New-York, August 25, 1764._
_My very dear Friend_,
STILL am I kept as it were a prisoner in these parts, by the heat of
the weather. All dissuade me from proceeding southward till the latter
end of _September_. My late excursions upon _Long-Island_, I trust have
been blessed. It would surprize you to see above a hundred carriages
at every sermon in this new world. I am, through infinite mercy, still
kept up. Dear Mr. _H――――y_’s packet is not yet come to hand. I wrote
to him and my dear wife very lately by a friend in the packet, and I
have sent many letters for a letter-day to the care of Mr. _E――――s_
in _Bristol_. I thank dear Mr. _L――――d_ for his last by the packet. I
wrote to him just before his came to hand. Tender, tender love to your
whole self and to all.
Ever theirs, ever yours, &c. &c. in our JESUS,
_G. W._