LETTER MCCCCXI.

_To Mr. W――――hy._

_Bristol, April 28, 1769._

_My dear Mr. W――――hy_,

I SUPPOSE you have heard, that all arrived safe at _Georgia_, _February

26_. The very moment they cast anchor, fifteen miles from _Savannah_,

an opportunity offered to send a few lines. This is the reason no other

letters are yet come. More may be expected daily. Be so good as to

send a line of information to _Essex_. I believe an opportunity will

soon present, to write by the ship bound for _Savannah_. My packet is

to come up early next week. We finish at _Bath_ next _Sunday_. About

a week more I stay in _Bristol_, or thereabouts. Good seasons every

where. What a mercy, that while the potsherds of the earth are dashing

each other in pieces, the great Head of the church is building up his

spiritual _Jerusalem_! That you and yours may be daily built up in the

most holy faith, earnestly prays,

Less than the least of all,

_G. W._

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