_Philadelphia, Nov. 10, 1739._
_Dear Miss B._,
THOUGH, when I came first to London, I thought you had not made the
progress which might be expected in the twelve months, for want of
company; yet your last behaviour gave me reason to think that you was
yet alive to GOD. Oh, dear Miss B――――, do not slumber or sleep, but
be always trimming your spiritual lamp, knowing you are shortly to
meet the Bridegroom. Study to shew the simplicity of JESUS CHRIST, and
strive to imitate those holy matrons, who not only administred to our
LORD of their substance, but also followed him to the accursed tree.
Love, love to JESUS, casts out fear. No doubt they were reproached
for his name sake, and accounted mad women; but they had a faith which
enabled them at that time to overcome the world, and by which they
climbed up to heaven. May dear _Miss B――――_ be thus minded! And may
I see her at the last day amongst the wise virgins! Cultivating an
acquaintance with _Miss D――――_, and the _Miss C――――_, will be a step
towards bringing you thither.
Dear _Miss B――――_, I am your friend and servant,
_G. W._