_To Mr. A―――― K――――n._
_Edinburgh, July 2, 1768._
_My dear Timothy_,
I AM much obliged to you for staying at _London_, till I return from
_Scotland_. My journey hither was certainly of GOD. Could I preach ten
times a day, thousands and thousands would attend. I have been confined
for a few days, but on _Monday_ or _Tuesday_ next hope to mount my
throne again. O to die there! Too great, too great an honour to be
expected. My wife will see my letter to Mr. _S――――ks_. I thank her for
her kind letter just received. Pray tell Mr. _K――――n_ that no _Indian_
money will be remitted to the _London_ trust from hence. The interest
of what is collected, which is near two thousand pounds, is to be sent,
as occasion requires, to Mr. _Wheelock_ and the _Connecticut_ trust. Be
pleased to send to Mr. _Dilly_, and desire him to forward by the first
ship, fifty of my letters to the Archbishop, directed to Mr. _Herdie_
at the custom-house, _Leith_. I am here only in danger of being hugged
to death. Friends of all ranks seem heartier and more friendly than
ever. All is of grace. Grace! grace! I thought to write you a long
letter: but company forbids. I go on in my old way, without turning to
the right hand or to the left. Providence says every day, “This is the
way, walk in it.” Tender love to all, particularly to my dear wife.
Next post she may expect to hear from,
Less than the least of all,
_G. W._