_To Mr. S―――― S――――._
_Charles-Town, March 15, 1765._
_My very dear Friend_,
HITHERTO the LORD hath helped: I have had a most pleasant winter. The
inclosed will shew you in what a situation I left _Bethesda_. To put
the finishing stroke to that affair, I fear I must embark for _England_.
Well may I say _I fear_; for indeed words cannot well express what
a scene of action I leave behind. Alas! my _American_ work seems as
yet scarce begun. My health is better, and every day the word of GOD
runs and is glorified more and more. In two days, my wilderness range
commences afresh. In about six weeks I hope to see _Philadelphia_.
From thence, they say, I am to set sail for my native country. But
heaven! a blessed, long wished-for heaven, is my home. Surely, death
will say by and by, “Come up hither.” This, I trust, will find you
and yours mounting aloft. GOD bless you, and all your connections!
Indeed and indeed I owe you much, very much love. As a pepper-corn of
acknowledgment, be pleased to accept these few loving lines from, my
very dear friend,
Ever yours, &c. &c. &c. in JESUS,
_G. W._