LETTER XXIII.

_To the Same._

_Stonehouse, May 11, 1737._

_Dear Sir_,

I Thank you for your last, and bless GOD that you got home safe:

your observations on the weather were pertinent and spiritual. Honest

_James_ and I, were out in the midst of the lightning, and never were

more delighted in our lives. May we be as well pleased, when the Son

of GOD cometh to judgment. What! no news from your brother? Well,

_Stonehouse_ people and I agree better and better. I believe we shall

part weeping. Had I time I would now write to Miss _J._ but I must

away among my flock, and so deny myself that pleasure till another

opportunity is given to, Dear Sir,

Your sincere friend and humble servant,

_G. W._

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