_To the Same._
_Bath, November 20, 1766._
_My dear Friend_,
ON _Tuesday_ evening I preached at _Bristol_ to a very crouded auditory,
though the weather was very foul. Last night I administered the
sacrament there also. We used near eight bottles of wine. I trust some
tasted of the new wine of the kingdom. This morning, upon my arrival
here, your kind letter gave me great comfort. I want just one week more
to settle _Bristol_ affairs; and have, therefore, written to dear Mr.
_J――――e_ to stay two or three weeks at _London_: Mr. _D――――s_, who they
say is expected here next week, may then officiate for that space of
time at _Bath_, and at Mr. _J――――e_’s leaving _London_, may go up to
town. _Satan_ hath had leave to give Captain _J――――s_ a fine parting
blow. Mr. _C――――_ may be dismissed immediately; and I beg that Captain
_J――――s_ would go through with the Tabernacle work, and stick to it
with his whole heart. I hear nothing as yet of the _Americans_. Letters
may be reserved till my return. I hope at farthest to be in _London_
by next _Tuesday_ se’nnight, and to preach at Tabernacle the following
evening. I was afraid my wife would get cold by her late excursions,
as at other times she is so confined. My hearty love awaits you all.
Be pleased to shew her this. I am afraid that in my next to her, she
will hear of the death of _J―――― S――――_. He is now ill of the present
dangerous fever. O for a heart broken with a sense of sin! Then
shall we look to Him whom we have pierced, and mourn. May this be our
habitual frame! GOD bless you all.
Ever yours, &c. in JESUS,
_G. W._