_To Mr. R―――― K――――n._
_Thirsk, September 28, 1767._
_My dear Friend_,
NEVER was I so long a stranger to _London_ affairs before. But being
detained here, by the persuasion of friends, an express is gone to
fetch what letters may have been sent to _Leeds_. I want to know the
determination about the society sermon, and what part of the paragraph
is true, about the commitment of several persons for a certain robbery.
I hope that death will not be the consequence to any of the criminals.
Father, convict and convert them, for thy infinite mercy’s sake! I
should be glad to ramble till their trial was over. I trust there will
be no necessity of my appearing in person. To-morrow, GOD willing,
as he earnestly desires to see me, I go to Doctor _C――――_’s. Where
the next remove will be, I know not. Be pleased to direct to _Leeds_.
My body feels much fatigue in travelling; comforts in the soul
over-balance. Every stage, more and more convinces me, that old
methodism is the thing. _Hallelujah!_ Come LORD, come! Tender love to
all. Is dear Mr. _H――――y_ come out of _Wales_? An answer to this, and
every question, is requested by, my dear friend,
Yours, &c. &c. in our glorious _Emmanuel_,
_G. W._