LETTER IX.

_To the Same._

_Bristol, Sept. 18, 1735._

_Dear Sir_,

AS you did not expect to hear from me till _Mr. B――――d_ came, I hope

you have not as yet accused me of being too dilatory in writing. Now

I have taken the freedom, what can be more proper for me to begin

with, than to return ten thousand thanks for those innumerable favours

conferred on me at your house? I trust they are all registered in the

court of heaven, and will in due time meet with a suitable return

from my all-gracious and good benefactor. Next to this, I imagine you

will enquire, how I like Bristol? As for the place itself, that, like

all others, is indifferent to me, who have here no continuing city,

but seek one to come; and as for the inhabitants, tho’ they teach me

nothing else, yet I may learn this one important lesson, that unless

I am very vigilant, the children of this world, will be much wiser in

their generation, than I, who, by the grace of GOD, hope am a child

of light. Alas! was I half so solicitous to attain heavenly, as they

are worldly riches, I should be rich indeed. That you all may be rich

towards GOD, is the hearty prayer of, dear Sir, Your very unworthy,

but sincere friend and humble servant,

_G. W._

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